The depressing second wave of Sterling Covid continues, with the first only having been brought down in the year 2019. And unlike the coronavirus that currently blights much of the world, the Sterling Covid virus does not have a vaccine.
Back in 2017, Void promised us that a book was on the way. He told his thousands of followers on Facebook that there was “a lot of hard work” involved in “writing my book, but you will enjoy it”. Earlier this year, he disclosed that the book would “soon be release”.
Well, with grammar like that, let’s hope that the (un)lucky publisher has a proofreader on the payroll, eh? But where is the book? A quick search on Google reveals no answers. No cover, no preorder link, no publisher blurbs – not a peep.
So in the absence of any information at all, I tried reaching out to Mr Void himself – and didn’t have much luck. His email address returned a message saying the “inbox is full” and he seems to have blocked my Facebook account.
Oh well. Perhaps this literary revolution will soon be available after all. My offer of $24 for the right to publish extracts from the book still stands…
I was going through my blog archive recently and I discovered that one story from the Sterling Void archive was missing. Fraudulent signatures, forthcoming book releases that never happen, scamming producers for the curious sum of $24 a time – but weirdly, this one never got written.
So here goes. It’s recommended that you read this post whilst sober. Even by the standards of Sterling Void, this is confusing. I’ll try to keep it simple.
I’ve been able to establish that Sterling Void thinks his mother has died at least three times. Her real death was in October 2019, but she was declared dead at least twice previously on Void’s social media pages. And this gets even more bizarre.
On the occasion of her second tragic “death”, Void decided that afternoon – certainly not in the mourning – to organise a fundraiser. He said he needed some money to help pay for her funeral. Heaven forbid that Void should urn some money himself, eh?
Eyebrows were raised, however, by anyone who checked how much money he was looking to raise – especially given that the average funeral in Chicago costs roughly $3000.
His target was $152. Was something up? It’s a bit of a dead giveaway…
Were you starting to think that I’d forgotten to keep an eye on Sterling Void? Not a bit of it. Sterling Covid, as I call him around here, is sadly on his second wave after it took 32 years to bring the first one crashing down.
An anonymous friend sent me this the other day. It’s a song out on Bandcamp, the very fashionable place for putting music out these days. It’s called “We Got Da Bass” by Santonio Echols and Mike Anderson. Decent enough tune too, as it happens.
So, the question has to be asked – who actually produced this? It’s a nice enough record, with its fun percussion and nice chord progression on the piano. This renders the possibility that a man who couldn’t tell the difference between a keyboard and a kettle made it.
Unless, of course, he did? I know that Mr Duane Pelt reads this blog. He once threatened to sue me for slander, an action which he dismally failed to follow through with.
So, here’s a direct message for you, Duane. Prove me wrong. Prove that you did make this. Send me a video showing me the project files, showing what VSTs and synths you used in the project and explanations for particular decisions you made with the remix.
I’ll publish it on the blog, entirely unedited and without comment from me. I’m even prepared to forego having a dig at you in the headline. Can’t say fairer than that!
It’s been a while since this blog had anything up about Sterling Covid. His depressing second wave is underway, the first having taken 32 years to quell. And sadly, no vaccine currently exists against the Sterling Void virus.
The last time I wrote about Mr Void was back on March 27th, when I enquired when his book will be coming out. Sadly, I have yet to hear if my offer of $24 for the rights to print an extract from this mythical tomb has been accepted. Hopefully, rumoured publishers Crack & Rock will get back to me soon.
Anyway, what’s Duane up to these days? Not a lot, from what I can tell. My sources tell me he isn’t particularly active on social media at the moment. However, I have been able to find out that he now runs an online shop.
Yes, you can now buy clothing with the Sterling Void brand on it. A selection of hats, T-shirts, hoodies and many more hoodies is available, and all at hugely inflated prices even with the marked discounts.
Apu Nahasapeemapetilon, he is most certainly not. One wonders what the Frankie Knuckles Foundation would make of Void selling this for nearly $35…
And as for this…
He charges $67 for that.
Seriously, just how much crack has this guy smoked? You couldn’t pay me enough money to take it from him, let alone wear it.
It’s been a while since we had a post about Sterling Void, hasn’t it? They practically write themselves! So let’s see what he’s been up to.
As I’ve commented before, Sterling Covid, whose depressing second wave is now underway after the first took 32 years to quell, reads this blog. He used to read my Facebook page in the days before the algorithm decided to strangle my reach, and he visits here too.
I’ve written a few times before about the increasing number of old tracks being remixed and the problems it’s posing for producers with newer records. Mr Simon Dunmore has noticed this trend himself lately.
Anyway, Sterling Void is never a man to miss an opportunity to make his next $24, and he noticed the trend that people like remixes of older records. And an artist with a number of records in his archive, he can certainly do that.
Hence why I saw this.
That’s another one to add to the 4257 remixes of this that already exist. I’ve blanked the name of the person who posted this, mostly to spare their blushes as yet another victim of Void, but I can assure you this won’t see the light of day.
Well, not without several payments of $24 to the man himself, anyway…
I read this story the other day on Mail Online with some amusement. Some dickhead was filmed kneeing a 5-year old to get her out of the way – but a court only fined him €1 for the incident because the dickhead got called a dickhead on social media after the incident!
I wouldn’t want to be responsible for someone getting fined a token amount for a crime. That would be just terrible.
So you can be absolutely reassured that after reading about all the terrible things that Derrick May has been accused of, I’m not going to respond by saying he’s a cunt. Oh no, not in the least. It might upset the delicate little wallflower.
Say what you like about Sterling Void – and this website most certainly does – but the one thing you cannot deny is that he’s an equal opportunities scammer. Whether you’ve been in the industry for 30 minutes or 30 years, he’s more than happy to see you as a chance to make ill-gotten gains.
Ask James Sammon. He’s been in the industry for 30 years. His story begins in 2010, with his full permission for me to write all about it.
He wrote a song and found a then unknown singer called Malisha Bleau to record it. Studio time, photo shoots, remixes – they were all paid for. Such is what happens when working with professionals who understands its importance.
The song was called “So In Love”. It did well, particularly in the bass scene in the north of England. I have many friends from that area of the world, and I do remember a few of them really got behind it. Sammon was not traditionally known for his work in this genre, so Malisha Bleau fronted the single.
The song did well, and Sammon got to work on a follow-up – but he wanted this one to get the attention of 90s house fans. So what better than getting a name from back in the day involved?
Sterling Void was duly contacted and agreed to do a remix for him. After some discussions about what Sammon wanted in the remix, they agreed to a fee of $500 on receipt of a remix that he was satisfied with.
What Void delivered – and this website’s meticulous chronicling of Void’s activities suggests he almost certainly did not do the work himself – was of poor quality. Sammon described the work to me as:
“Weak sounding drums, terrible production and over produced. It had one good thing some and that was some decent keys”.
Several requests for Mr Void to make changes to his remix were rebuffed. Sammon refused to pay Void on the grounds he didn’t deliver what was promised. Seems fair, right?
Void thought otherwise. Sammon went online one night and discovered that Sterling Void and Malisha Bleau had taken Sammon’s record, commissioned a different mix and then released it himself as his own work. Wouldn’t be the first time eh, Duane?
And here’s where things get really weird. Some 18 months later, James Sammon was talking to no less than Frankie Knuckles. Knuckles spoke about his recent production work for Chaka Khan new album. The topic moved onto the remix that Sterling Void had done.
Sammon replied in the negative when asked if he liked it, but claimed he did like the keys on it. Knuckles laughed.
It transpired that the keys had been played by none other than Frankie Knuckles himself..
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