the avalanches - since i left you (stereolab remix)
happy new year to ya’s! here’s a mellow remix of a classic piece of electronica, featuring some wondrous chords during the finale, an epic way to close it out. 2011’s been a good year for me, most notably the fact that i moved out of florida for the first time, and now reside in austin texas, a city i continue to be enamored with. here’s to perpetual growth and emphasizing the positives. celebrate!
here’s the remix i made of ‘keeping warm in cold country,' by oh no ono. THIS is the original, which i posted last week to the heartwarming reception of zero notes, haha. i’m not sure that i’m done messing with it for good, but some other tunes have gotten my attention lately so i’ll probably leave it alone for a little while. just posted a whole bunch of recently edited tracks on my soundcloud, so follow that link if you’re interested and please do leave me some feedback.
don’t understand why that requires anonymity, but i’m ok. need to get the fuck out of my bed and into the world, where i should gooooooo get the spokes on my bike fixed at a co-op, finish cancelling my bank of america account, sell/donate a bunch of my shirts, send out a thank-you card for a hanukkah/new year’s check, get a frame for my flying lotus @ funfunfunfest poster, play basketball at the park while the weather’s nice, and a whole bunch of other things that grey silhouettes nation-wide would undoubtedly be captivated by.
oh and it’s half-off pizza day/night at the jackalope downtown. YEAHHHHHHHHHHH PIZZA
so i’m thinking about spending january 1st in oklahoma city, at ‘freakout 5,’ with the flaming lips and neon indian. this track is in that neon indian realm of life inside an arcade machine circa 1988, perhaps if boards of canada were blissed-out americans with a home on the coast and a vast amount of fucks not given.
cassis/blackcurrant liqueur and club soda in a highball glass with crushed ice.
you guys don’t even know. (blackcurrant = blackberries, relatively)
just a thought.
i had it at a bar last week, reminded me of the chambord drinks i had a few years ago when i got a bottle of that as a gift. right now i’m drinking a 24 oz spaten optimator though, before heading out to this gramatik show. purchased it after listening to a whole bunch of siriusmo while playing basketball tonight. the munich/berlin connection. was geht, deutschland??
supervision - who am i (co-produced by michal menert)
oh, okay then. so tonight’s show is going to be even better than i was thinking, i’m happy to discover. some of supervision’s music just sounds like stock PL music stuff, with nothing to distinguish it from the rest (just a first impression), but i’m really enjoying this track a lot. it reminds me of a slightly less subtle blockhead beat, which isn’t a bad thing at all. the comparison comes from the gradual evolution of the samples, which don’t stagnate, just smoothly flow into a new instrumental or chopped vocal passage. other than the dubsteppy textures involved, that’s the element that separates music like this from instrumental hip-hop as we used to know it. i’m not opposed to the mellow vibes of a tastefully executed loop or two for a few minutes, but in most cases, development is key. ‘who am i' gives listeners a wealth of melodies to latch onto as it meanders, capturing both the delicacy of an string-laden orchestra and the power of dubstep basslines.
when i think of all the various isms in art, it occurs to me that realism is indeed the best of them. but realism as i understand it has hundreds and thousands of facets and it need not be representational. i see as realism whatever is genuinely begotten by life and moves the human spirit, even if there are no images of people, houses, or trees. on the other hand, if a picture has people, houses, and trees, but is lifeless and has no power to communicate with me, then it is mere abstraction and nothing else.
my idea is that we should redefine the concepts of realism and abstractionism. in the sense which i have just given, i am against abstract art.
King Britt’s Winter Melt Mix (podcast) This mix is like earmuffs for a cold day. Sonic warmth for the soul. Featuring some of my fave new t’ings including Sean Thomas, Floating Points, and many many more.. Enjoy!
though he’s capable of pulling off other styles as well, i’d say that king britt is one of my favorite house dj’s. it’s not necessarily minimal, but he manages to present his beats in a subdued and classy way while still retaining a funk and soul aesthetic. somewhere between tasteful and tasty, if that makes sense at all. i missed him at camp bisco last year, and then tried to see him play downtown at lanai a few months ago (rooftop lounge, mostly house music), but was there from around 11:30 to 1:30 and only saw some other dj perform the whole time. i still don’t understand what happened that night, honestly.
if you’re only now hearing about king britt, he’s a dj from philly who produced for digable planets in the mid-90’s, was behind the fantastic remix album for the philadelphia experiment (?uestlove, christian mcbride, and uri caine), and was recently featured on glitch mob’s drink the sea remixes, among much more. also, king britt is his real name, and i think that’s pretty badass.
i've been stuck in a 9/11 conspiracy loop for way too long tonight
…..larry silverstein, charles bronfman, nanothermite, worldcom, united jewish appeal, tower 7, connections with the owners of the marlins and the dolphins (stephen m. ross and that clown jeffrey loria), runway 69, laotian heroin, a free-trade zone in the negev desert in israel….my brain’s starting to hurt. can’t make much more progress at this point. larry silverstein made a SHIT TON of insurance money from the attacks, for his losses and also for the rebuilding process, including something like $500 million alone from the endlessly mysterious tower 7 destruction, and over a billion for the twin towers. the figure he sought would’ve made him 4 billion of profit. he purchased the towers in the summer of 2001, the first time in 30 years that the WTC went from public to private hands. i need to cut myself off for the night.
hope you guys are doing well. i’m going to eat a plantain and an avocado and work on some music. stay in touch, yanno?
i’ve heard some underwhelming stuff from this duo of outstanding californian producers/decent mc’s, alchemist and oh no, but this track is more like what i was expecting. they chopped up some samples that include 70’s-sounding flutes, country rock guitars, and a conclusive grand piano line. they’re both pretty eccentric when it comes to their own beats, and ‘hot shit' finally captures their joint creativity instead of wasting time flaunting their hood cred. we're talking about madlib's brother (whose instrumentals are clearly on the rise, just ask yaasin bey/mosdef) and the guy who provided the tracks for dilated peoples, eventually leading to his beats being scratched into oblivion by legendary turntablist dj babu. too much potential to not be throwing down beautiful hip-hop mosaics like this one.