“Nationalism of one kind or another was the cause of most of the genocide of the twentieth century. Flags are bits of colored cloth that governments use first to shrink-wrap people’s minds and then as ceremonial shrouds to bury the dead.”—Arundhati Roy (War Talk)
this the sound of falling asleep stoned to old school miami bass music; shit kinda like this. i’ve pretty much never done that, because i was a kid when i’d hear that kind of hip-hop on the radio all the time in the south florida, and started smoking relatively late in life, but i can still imagine the aura of emotionally distant 1990’s party vibes. it’s mostly the second half that gives me that feeling, when the looped vocal is doing its ‘live for….assssss’ thing. this track would be perfect in an ambient dubstep mix, as a sort of palate cleanser, a refreshing few minutes in between some heavier and more forceful stuff. i’d say this is a nice and comfortable middle ground between the beats of star slinger and teebs.
the dude who made this track also maintains one of my favorite blogs on here, check it out.
a chilled-out offering from the one and only beat konducta. there’s another version of this track that j dilla produced, but i prefer this one, with its wes montgomery-esque guitar loops and dreamy strings.
i eat, drink, sleep, and think vinyl i’ll probably be this way until the final
last movie you've seen and would have been worth???>.<
i think the last movie i saw was casino jack, a biopic about jack abramoff (a corrupt lobbyist/horrible but powerful person), starring kevin spacey. my roommate ordered it on netflix and i saw most it. it was pretty good, probably worth…..two pogo sticks. or eight spaghetti and meatball dinners.
“In the safest, most boring country, the worst lone gunman shooting happens. The worst in the world, in history. But it will not make our country worse. The safe, boring democracy will supply him with a defense lawyer as is his right. He will not get more than 21 years in prison as is the maximum extent of the law. Our democracy does not allow for enough punishment to satisfy my need for revenge, as is its intention. We will not become worse, we will be better. We lived in a land where this is possible, even easy. And we will keep living in a land where this is possible, even easy. We are open, we are free and we are together. We are vulnerable by choice. And we will keep on like that, that’s how we want to live. We will not be worse because of the worst. We must be good because of the best.”—Ola (via youmightfindyourself)
it’s gotta be either headphones, or a serious, serious system. this is what super-dubstep sounds like, aka the first club where you literally stand inside of a speaker. he also creates elegant downtempo beats, and ambient tracks ideal for stargazing and the like, but this is as heavy as anything’s going to get, as far as i’m concerned. an enormous space robot crushing entire cities with each step commands a soundtrack like this.
lol @ tumblr. “audio file is too large.” you’re damn right it is.
Like all great St. Vincent songs, this one builds and builds until the momentous conclusion that ultimately blows you away. Like all lead singles from St. Vincent, the song is a step in a new direction.
super eclectic, something like a more lucid version of sufjan’s year of the rabbit-style noodlings, with additional influences ranging between east asian folk music and an out-there mini moog (?) solo that pays tribute to herbie hancock and parliament funkadelic. and yes, i’m saying that these references take place in this single track, not the whole album. i assume she has a lot of fun writing music like this. also, would you just look at that pretty face. i mean, c’mon.
“How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 6:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?”—