David Cano took Nightmoves to the Dallas Seitz exhibition at the Pump House Gallery  and got freaked out... again.

The Pump House Gallery is a quaint little building nestled between some trees in south London’s Battersea Park. It’s a pretty cosy looking edifice and so on a crisp winter morning I decided to visit it with house DJ and remix technician Nightmoves.

I was expecting to see a pleasant little exhibition, perhaps a collection of oil paintings of rich tea biscuits by a frail and sweet old lady. What we got instead was a brutal and disturbing affair which had me almost retching in my woolly hat.

The exhibition is called HUNTED (the cannibalism of colonial collectorexia) and it’s by one Dallas Seitz who it turns out is a little bit funny in the head. The press release told me to expect an investigation in “the processes of hunting and collecting as a form of colonization and obsession” - an interesting concept, no doubt.

In the first room a stand displayed a kind of head/face mask made from a skinned wolf. It was actually pretty beautiful and Nightmoves and I admired it, starting to feel quite good about the whole experience. Alas, not for long.

We made our way up the narrow staircase to part two of our little adventure. I opened the door and, in what seems to be becoming a frequent occurrence in my Don’t Panic expeditions, I entered a pitch black room filled with scary music. We managed to find a small bench in the darkness and sat down nervously. A screen on the other side of the room lit up with the image of a full moon. Chugging heavy metal guitars started to blare out of the speakers. What followed was a blood bath that, though I have tried desperately to suppress, has had me waking up in a cold sweat on a regular basis.

Remember the little wolf mask from downstairs? Well this video was all about how little wolfie ended up there. Some sicko, I’m I’m asuming Dallas himself, pranced around on screen shooting wolfie then literally hacking him to bits, violently skinning him and hanging him from hooks through his feet and letting the blood spill on the floor. All to a heavy-metal soundtrack.

“Well, that was nice,” said Nightmoves. I found myself apologising for having brought him. I don’t know what Don’t Panic are trying to do to these poor musicians, constantly subjecting them to such horrors.

“It was actually pretty interesting,” he said.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’m I’m quite interested in taxidermy and stuff like that.”

Jesus, what’s the matter with these people?

The rest of the exhibition was a room of very scary looking china dolls which I personally couldn’t handle so we had to get out. As we left I noticed a comment book by the door and decided to have a look at what the general public thought. About three comments down I noticed some very infantile handwriting which said: “It was scary. I felt sorri [sic] for the wolf.” Holy shit, someone brought child here?!

I needed a swift pint and a sit-down so I took Nightmoves to the pub to hopefully talk about something other than animal mutilation. Nightmoves has just recently moved to the big smoke from Nottingham.

“Nottingham made me lazy,” he explained. “I had a residency there and I was basically just doing the same thing every, week which I just got sick of in the end.”

“So how are you finding it?” I asked.

“Well it’s been pretty bad for my health, but I’ve enjoyed it a lot. The rent is twice as much so it’s stopped me being so lazy.”

And lazy he’s not. He’s currently remixing everyone from Friendly Fires to Punks Jump Up as well as DJing at some pretty major spots around the city.

“So what are you feeling music wise at the moment?”

“Everything DFA is doing right now,” he replies. “Also loving the return of piano house.”

Excellent, as long as it’s not wolf-skinning heavy-metal.

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