A dossier of illuminations and orientations relating to the work of Daniel O'Sullivan.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Furlemagne Grumblestine

Charlemagne Palestine & Grumbling Fur Time Machine Orchestra - Gggrrreeebbbaaammmnnnuuuccckkkaaalllooowww. Out on Important Records, February 2015.

Friday, December 5, 2014

The Opinion Makers & Plastic Words

December 13 - Mark Titchner, Alexander Tucker and I will be performing a new sound piece at the opening of 'Plastic Words' /// Raven Row gallery. Info here

December 16 - I'm showing some illustrations and a sculpture as part of The Opinion Makers/// Londonnewcastle Project Space, Redchurch St. Info here.


Sunday, October 26, 2014


Avec Tim the White.

Got some shows coming up...

06.11.14 - Grumbling Fur Time Machine Orchestra & Mark Titchner perform Rose, Illuminations Festival, Camden Roundhouse, London
13.11.14 - Heaven, London (East India Youth support)
15.11.14 - Ramsgate Music Hall, Ramsgate
20.11.14 - Birmingham  Alfie Birds, The Custard Factory, Birmingham
21.11.14 - The Compass, Chester
22.11.14 - Wintersong Festival, Glasgow
23.11.14 - Soup Kitchen, Manchester
07.12.14 - Brighton Komedia Theatre Bar, Wire's DRILL Festival

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Friday, July 18, 2014

Ulver vs Shirley Collins

Both Ulver and Grumbling Fur are contributing covers from Shirley Collins' songbook to help raise funds for a feature documentary focusing on her life and work. Support the kickstarter campaign here.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Final week of Rose at Dilston Grove

'Rose' is an immersive four channel video work by Mark Titchner specially commissioned for Dilston Grove in Southwark Park. The soundtrack for the work is an original piece written and performed by Daniel O'Sullivan and Alexander Tucker using 7.1 Surround Sound. Runs until May 4th. Hope you manage to have a look.

Monday, April 21, 2014

Friday, March 28, 2014

कालो ऽस्मि लोकक्षयकृत्प्रवृद्धो

I am time, the great destroyer of the world. - Bhagavad Gita 11.32

I must get into the habit of addressing an actual human reader without the use of pseudo esoteric non sequitur and arbitrary glimpses into a visual realm of which I am editor in chief. I live in two places. In a way you always have done. As John says, 'To be in the world but not of the world', this has been my unconscious, now conscious, bound to be unconscious again modus operandi. As a child he used to levitate (although he could never do it in front of my mum), I was chased out of bed by a dwarf dressed in 16th century French infantry regalia, we had recurring visions of screaming faces on fairground waltzers, he had pre-cognitive dreams - in fact I once saved my grandfather from burning to death after dreaming about his worktools swimming in oil. Then he saw a wasp turn into a person. I am me, more me, me again. 

I. Me. You.

Back to you then. Which of course implies me.

There's a lot going on with Grumbling Fur, which is great because it means I get to spend lots of time with my frolicsome friend and warrior, Alexander Tucker. We made an ecstatic raga for Mark Titchner's new video work, 'ROSE'. Strobes, pulses, flickering light, inner/outer spectral waves of info/disinfo. An act of uplifting something seems appropriate in a deconsecrated church. It's showing at Dilston Grove in Southwark Park. Private view is April fools around 7pm. Fact wrote a little thing about here

We've made three new records, one of which is a collaboration with Charlemagne Palestine, I think I'm allowed to say it's coming out on Important Records sometime this year. I want to call it Furlemagne Grumblestine but the idea has been greeted with some resistance from significant others. It's a recording of our performance at Cafe Oto in June 2013 assembled with a few scraps of barely-real home recordings. Charlemagne is a time traveller whom I have followed forever. Now we're acquaintances and when that happens one mystery is replaced for several others which are entirely more intriguing. Child is the father of the man. The ever Saturnine James Plotkin is mastering that one. I've always liked James and I think he's a master of the cut-up - I actually haven't knowingly listened to any of the records he's mastered, but I've always thought his sound-world is strong and assured in an unapologetically weird way. We recorded with Tim Burgess the other day. He was tweeting fondly so we asked him to visit the nest and the egg is oval. Unsurprisingly, a charming and erudite man. So that's three collaborations. Did I mention Daniel Higgs? 

So what else, what else. Kinda getting into this now. And just as your attention span is beginning to wane.

The Sunn/Ulver record. There you're back.

Ok, maybe I am out of steam. Or maybe I'm becoming steam like Alan Moore says.

Dream - 24th March 2014, around 5am: In a dressing room, a team of sweaty men, maybe footballers, have been cast out of their habitual space to accommodate the "artists". A brooding feeling, even camaraderie with bandmates feels distant as they make cutting, cynical remarks. A deeply tanned priest with a gold band gripping the folds of his leathered neck, white teeth and eyes like swampwater looks in on us. I sound an impish "hello father" which I knew would backfire before the words even left my lips (precognition within the dreaming state). He sweeps in, Cheshire cat grin and his influence is the darkest globe as it fills the room like bad vibes do. He fixes me with his gaze and everyone in the room (which now feels like every speck of void in the unified field), follows suit. He was Kipling's Kaa in ugly ecstasy. He breaks into sermon, I push him out and he overpowers me, which I knew he would. I'm bending to his will. His atavistic mutation begins as his pupils disappear and the innerconda entity emerges through the eyes and around the tonsils. The room is now passive as if nothing untoward is taking place. Slow, seeping, blind, consummate energy. Collective paralysis, irrefutable and unchallenged. Possibly relates to performance anxiety.

Below is Tarka dreaming, dream character on the pyracanthas, a sketchbook automatic from this evening and a quick photoshop collage of a cosmic diorama around Jupiter's living moons.

Bear with him.

DOS, 28th March 2014.


Monday, March 17, 2014

ROSE: Mark Titchner & Grumbling Fur

Alexander Tucker and I are working on a new collaboration with Mark Titchner. "a hallucinatory new collaboration focused on the use of text and voice, combining multi-channel video with surround sound, this new work has been specifically developed in response to the building’s vast raw environment which will be filled with overlapping and seemingly ever ascending, evolving mantras." It opens at Dilston Grove (Southwark Park, London) on April fools.

'Rose', 2014.


 'Rose', is an immersive four channel video work specially commissioned to celebrate the 15th Anniversary of Dilston Grove and the 30th Anniversary of CGP. The work combines large format text with fast cut images relating to the four elements; water, fire, air and earth.

The soundtrack for the work is an original piece written and performed by Daniel O'Sullivan and Alexander Tucker, using 7.1 Surround Sound.

Moving through three increasingly unsettling hypnotic sections, affirmative texts of the kind encountered in self-improvement manual and corporate speak, creep gradually towards something more sinister. This seemingly affirmative, commonly used language contrasting the imaginary landscape of individual aspiration with our real conditions of flawed existence. The work was influenced by interrogation techniques found in the declassified CIA Kubark manual.

The title 'Rose' refers to the symbol of the Rosy Cross. The cross features the letter formula INRI, the letters commonly found above the head of Jesus in depictions of the crucifixion and representing the Latin 'Iēsus Nazarēnus, Rēx Iūdaeōrum' in English, Jesus the Nazarene, King of the Jews. However in Esoteric traditions the INRI formula has many alchemical interpretations many relating to cleansing or renewal. For instance 'Igne Natura Renovatur Integra' (Nature is completely renewed by Fire') or 'In Neci Renascor Integer' (In death one is reborn intact and pure). The formula is also attributed to the Hebrew words Iam, Nur, Ruakh and Ieveshah, which represent the four elements water, fire, air and earth.

Friday, March 14, 2014

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Ulver Europa: February MMXIV Part II

Vienna - Cauliflower curry. The set was bright for some and difficult for others. Monitoring issues. Dingo weakened. Pamelia Kurstin brought some rock'n'roll after-hours while wolves dance to Africa trying to get paws up on high surfaces in amazing penthouse. Thank you. Jonesin at this point.

Munich - Back to Backstage, in the industrial perimeter of the city. High voltage jams.

Cologne - Spacing out despite the confined space. Concluding the German leg, way better reaction this time. Maybe krautrock wasn't such a bad idea. The highlight was discovering the reincarnation of Jjohn Balance in a Hayseed Dixie poster (see evidence below).

Tilburg - Walter to the rescue. Fuck the police. Dingo finally unweakened by high spirits and Dutch professionalism. Magick time, huge screen for Sethro, fearless playtime. Surprised by the seated formality (we asked for chairs to be removed, said "it's not that kind of gig," to no avail) but managed to subvert the crowd into a hlokoloza by the encore. Kudos to the dude who initiated it. Imagine that 1993 Ulver, people dancing and shaking their booties. Super fun night, as usual in the Nethernetherlands.

Milan - Donkey hotel. A farm actually. Roosters, rams and peacocks lived with us. Python skin and hunter's hats on the wall. Cimmerian onstage, super loud and super dry. Some cretinous weakener changed all the settings on my pedals so hard work overall. Ivar flashing bright behind the kit. Dingo seriously weakened by broken PA. Vocal compressor broke during England. Was louder sound coming from stage than FOH we learned afterwards. Pretty rock and roll.

Rome - At last, the food. Feeding frenzy. Great conclusion in a classic. Everyone happy. Not so much the next day. And that explains why this tour log is so late. The end.

We were:

Seth Beaudrealt - video projection
Ole Alexander Halstensgård - electronics
Daniel O'Sullivan - bass/guitar
Anders Møller - percussion
Kristoffer Rygg - voice/electronics
Ivar Thormodsæter - drums
Tore Ylvisaker - keys

Chris "Dingo" Fullard - foh
Aleš Meduna - driver/merch
Ralf Blagau - driver/stage hand


Monday, February 10, 2014

Ulver Europa: February MMXIV Part I

Half way through the "improv" tour. Lost in moments.

Helsinki - First show, so a bit ropey. Sorry we didn't summon the vortex this time. Thanks to Eeka for the marvelous microbrewery selection. Snow kingdom outside, burning indie disco inside.

Gdansk - Still seeking the mojo. Playing below zero didn't help. The jolly green giant came stomping in to save us from ourselves.

Berlin - The first jaunt into ecstasis. Always love staying in the Michelberger. Ganesha presiding.

Prague - Heroin set, post Berlin-bliss. Good vibes nonetheless. First good nights sleep. Sleep is very important.

Zurich - Really finding form. Felt great. Hoping for even finer form tonight in Vienna.