Jamin

Jamin occupies discarded spaces and junkyards, salvaging notes and melding them with raw vibrations. He hammers and rends these forms till they melt together and become melodious entities. He then breaks them apart and lets the pieces fall through his fingers. Visit Jamin's website www.jamin.com.au listen to more of his music @ www.mp3.com.au/PiratesofBassStraight and look at some of his art www.dielaughing.com.au

A young man living in Hobart, Tasmania, questions life. He questions the role of humanity, as custodians of the earth, in their voracious march toward a life of luxury at the expense of the planet; and at the expense of their fellow humans. He questions religion; the role it has played in war, political corruption and the accumulation of wealth, and the function religion now plays within society. He questions politics, the art of rhetoricism and politicism that is used to obfuscate and denounce whilst the real issues are held, drowning, beneath the surface. He questions the role of the corporation, as it buys up third world countries, keeps them in debt and uses their most arable land and resources to manufacture and produce goods to sell for huge profits to it’s Western interests, whilst the inhabitants of those countries die of starvation and violence. He questions the media, it’s ties to politics and corporations, and it’s role in orchestrating the new value system of pride (status), greed (make more money), lust (sex sells), envy (keep up with the Jones’s), gluttony (fast food), anger (violence & war) and sloth (TV, still the one). He questions why there are these questions. The old cliché has been accepted that God is dead. We no longer fear hell or the consequence of our actions. There is no higher power to judge our actions, save the law, and the law can be bought off if one has enough wealth. In fact there is nothing, it would seem, that cannot be bought, and so Money has become the new God. Cars, houses, televisions, boats, furniture, kitchen appliances, computers, clothes and jewellery have become the idols we create in the image of the godofmoney. Though the godofmoney’s true form is abstract and hidden from us, he manifests in an endless array of consumable items to be praised and made sacred by our new value system. It would be interesting to see what some of the pre-godofmoney spiritualists had to say about money: How hard it will be for those who have wealth to enter the kingdom of God! It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone rich to enter the kingdom of God. Jesus One of Junaid’s followers came to him with a purse containing five hundred gold pieces. “Have you any more money than this?” asked the Sufi. “Yes I have.” “Do you desire more?” asked the Sufi. “Yes I do.” “Then you must keep it, for you are more in need than I; for I have nothing and desire nothing. You have a great deal and still want more.” Attar of Nishapur Verily, it is the law of humanity that though one accumulates hundreds of thousands of worldly goods, one still succumbs to the spell of death. All hoardings will be dispersed, whatever rises will be cast down, all meetings must end in separation, life must finally end in death. Buddha In fact, money has always been regarded, spiritually, as the antithesis of “God”. No wonder the modern, Western world declared God dead! It is in this time, in this space, that the entity called jamin begins to compose a manifesto for living in this post-millennial hell, where the devil happily masquerades as God and the Mother Earth is quietly smothered and drained of her most precious life.

I play whenever I can... usually at benefit gigs for freedom, forests or refugees...

Joy Division, Bad Religion, Devendra Banhart, The Beautiful Girls, Xavier Rudd, The John Butler Trio, Cat Stevens, Bonnie "Prince" Billy, Kyuss, Jeff Buckley, Eminem, System of a Down, Bob Marley, Pop Will Eat Itself, NOFX, Propaghandi, Indian Music, Ween, Leonard Cohen, Hayden, M. Ward, Promoes, Shpongle and on and on...

Guitars (5-string, 12-string, classical, lap steel (slide)), Stomp Box & Voice. Sometimes beats and bleeps...

A small, sleepy city at the edge of the known world sits on the banks of a wide river. Behind the city is the dominant presence of The Mountain. Quiet, leafy suburbs surround the city’s small heart, log trucks race through this heart from the Great Southern Wilderness on their journey to the north, where the logs are processed and shipped off to the mega-cities of the world. Most of the citizens of planet Earth have never even heard of this place. It is called Hobart. Easy commuting, clean living, modern convenience, affluent society, low crime, safe streets, conservative values and low unemployment Hobart is the epitome of Western society; everything is easy life is good. The people of Hobart have very little to complain about, usually the weather, or what some neighbour or friend did on the weekend, or that there’s nothing to do! Life passes by with predictability and comfort. This is a far cry from what the majority of human beings on the planet are experiencing. Nonetheless, Hobart offers a unique perspective on the world precisely because it is so removed from that world. Hobart is the capital city of Tasmania, a state of Australia. Australia is a country colonised 200 years ago by the British. Previous to its colonisation, Australia belonged to the Koori’s, or Aboriginals, who have inhabited this land for around 40,000 years. When Europeans first arrived here, there were approximately one million Koori’s, there are now around 350,000. In Tasmania, all of the original inhabitants of the land were killed, and the island was used as a penal colony. Tasmania is currently home to some of the tallest trees and some of the largest remaining untouched wildernesses in the world. The lure of fast money through the use and abuse of natural resources threatens the Tasmanian wilderness, just as it threatens the entire planet.