Monday, 17 June 2013

History of factor X (1983​/​1994) as remembered

Probably bit of an esoteric one this, but I have - much to my surprise - turned up on History of factor X (1983​/​1994) as remembered, a downloadable album thingy for which you name your price - so it's free if you want, or more if you feel inclined to donate some money that Shaun may have food on his table and shoes on his feet. I'm playing guitar on the track in question, which dates from 1994 back when we were sending each other tapes of stuff. The music of factor X has always been adventurous, tending towards experiments, humour, noise, and the like, but with a common touch, I suppose you might call it - that is to say, even when it sounds like cement mixers falling down a hill, it's composed for the sheer joy of sound, rather than so as to frown at you whilst wearing a black leather coat.

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Thursday, 13 June 2013

Richard Dominic Flowers on Against Nature

There is of course no earthly reason why you can't just go direct to the source, the source in this case being the wonderful and
Very Fluffy Diary of Millennium Dome, Elephant by Richard Dominic Flowers, but here's another review of Against Nature for the sake of completism and blowing my own trumpet, or getting someone else to blow it for me, if you'll pardon the expression. For what it may be worth, Richard is a formidable author in his own right, and his aNARCHY rULES series is very much something to be anticipated with excitement, so this review prompted a good few hours of the Snoopy dance, I tell you what.

There is a very well-regarded Doctor Who story called The Aztecs which, unfortunately, contains the Western, Christian, Eurocentric, liberal English misconception of the Mexica civilisation in its very title and, rooted there, it informs - or misinforms - the entire narrative. Since The Aztecs is a not a story about a genuine historic people, but actually about predestination and time travel, and a view - that you cannot change history, not one line - that the series ultimately chooses to reject, this particularly black-and-white misconception is curiously apt and doesn't undermine the story. I love The Aztecs, but it's really not a story about the Aztecs (and I notice that Microsoft spell checker accepts the word Aztec but not the word Mexica which tells you this is not a forgotten problem).

In our comfort and our privilege, we tend to be very, very squeamish about the concept of sacrifice. In particular, we tend to jump straight in at chopping people's hearts out as an automatic by-word for evil and end any discussion there. Sacrifice becomes synonymous with murder.

It's worth referring to the entry on Sacrifice in The Book of the War (ed. Lawrence Miles), where it says, in simplified terms, sacrifice is something that you do, it isn't something you do or even can do to someone else; it's about giving up, not taking away.

I should say up front, you absolutely don't need a grounding in the lore of Faction Paradox or Doctor Who, or a copy of The Book of the War to hand in order to enjoy and fully understand everything that goes on here. Having said that, Against Nature does explore and expand a great many concepts and conceits from other Faction Paradox related titles, be they amaranths - Christmas on a Rational Planet; arithmancy - Interference; or House Xianthellipse, Walking Dead or Waves of the House Military - various entries in The Book of the War; which is the mark of a good player in a shared-world sandpit.

We have become so used to abundance that even the Wartime use of making sacrifices is becoming an almost alien concept to us, and even the comparatively slight slowing of growth is called austerity and hardship as if we can understand that. The idea that people who have very nearly next to nothing to give up might choose to do without things and especially people that they value highly totally dumbfounds us (and yet, how many Doctor Who stories finish with one character - usually a guest character, but every now and again the lead - dying for the greater good, often to save someone else, usually lots of someones, but again every now and again just one other someone?).

What Lawrence Burton does here is take that paragraph and really run with it.

It helps that he really knows his stuff. Don't let the peculiarity of the Nahuatl names of people and places put you off; instead let yourself fall into their alternate poetry. Later in the book, as time unwinds, passages of the text start to be written in the form of Mexica history, and this really works as a way of conveying a universe whose rules are being rewritten, and in parallel demonstrating the Faction concept of alter-time states.

The Mexica religion and philosophy is so different to the standard Western view of the universe - and yet with some curious parallels: for example, there are strong echoes of Plato in the understanding of the difference between what is and what really is - that this is the perfect place to examine what alternate forms of history could look like and what happens when their continuity clashes with ours.

But this isn't enemy action; rather the ultimate nihilism arising from within the ranks of the House Military, reflecting the damage that war does to the warrior, but also the dangers of forcing the highly conservative agents of the Great Houses, whose entire Universe literally begins and ends with them putting constraints on History, to fight a war on behalf of life in all its diversity.

Starting with five stories - representing the five cardinal directions of Mexica theosophy - that initially appear to echo one another as they revolve around their common axis before beginning to bleed into one another and finally colliding explosively. The conclusion is as satisfying as it is ingenious, an explanation that both makes sense and fully encompasses why the entire scheme to destroy the Universe fails, based as it is in the same misconception of the Mexica with which we began.

The book is full of striking and memorable characters, from Grandma Doña Ultima to a talking Chihuahua to the Gods of Death, by way of central characters Primo, Todd, Emiousha of House Meddhoran and Momacani, and a mysterious, almost-identifiable one time agent of Faction Paradox and/or demoness Yaotl, some of whom may be Time Lords and some of whom may be dead.

I spent a lot of the novel idly speculating whether Yaotl was Compassion or Lolita, and therefore which side she might come down on. In fact, a solitary use of the word Immaculata is suggestive, and the ambivalence about which side she is on becomes an obvious clue; and the idea that there are good and evil sides is something the whole book is pitching against anyway.

The landscapes of Mexico City; San Antonio, Texas; the recursive Netherweald where House Meddhoran finds itself lodged thanks to Faction-inspired arithmancy; historic Tenochtitlan and the cities of the Triple Alliance; and ultimately the Tlalocan underworld are all vividly drawn and gather you into their respective worlds, excepting maybe San Antonio - ironically in the light of events later in the book - which I felt was not as distinguishable from present-day Mexico as the other segments, its main character being that Todd's home town it was somehow less vivid than Primo's city. Though that does sort of make sense as well, he says cryptically.

It's also at times a funny book, including an (unobtrusive) nod to that Doctor Who story, and another to name-check Mr. Miles' This Town Will Never Let Us Go; and a climactic reveal that echoes another classic Doctor Who cliff-hanger (I really can't say which) raised to a whole new level. These are the sort of touches that, I have to admit, I do when I'm writing, and in so many ways it's the sort of book I would like to have written myself, if I had ten years to sit down and do the research.

Short of quaffing peyote-based alcohol, this is the best way to expand your mind, Mexica style.

...and whilst we're all here, the online version of Starburst magazine has just done a short feature on Obverse Books including a sample of the first chapter of Against Nature, which is nice.