16 posts tagged “music”

Killin' it! A dubstep remix of a Klaxons cover of an old Perfecto tune. Absolutely destroyed a dancefloor of us old dnb kids.

Klaxons - It's Not Over (Skream Remix)

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There's a no-yappin', all lovely warm bass-y ambient dub podcast from Bill Laswell that I've been listening to for ages. The latest (Transmission 31) is a beautiful way to ease into a Monday.

Drop what you're doing, and go watch the new Kanye video if you have a sense of humor and like good beats. It's like Flight of the Conchords meets Hype Williams.

I followed the rumor, and it's on her site - a new album this year, and to be produced in part by Timbaland. Expectations = impossibly high. 

I am once again attempting to combat the neighbor man's love of singing loudly and plinking away on his guitar right next to my office. I like to start my afternoons pleasantly, with a cup of coffee and Morning Becomes Eclectic on KCRW. However, Nic Harcourt this he is a Very Funny Person today, which, really. No. I picture him and Kurt Loder having drinks together and being oh-so-very impressed with themselves. (come to think of it, I would be, if I were one of them.)

Today's selection? The Hospital Records podcast, by London Elektricity. He also talks a bit, but mostly plays the twinkly drum-n-bass tunes for drowning out neighbor man.

Also, did you know that the internet-famous Arlo's uncle, Liam Lynch, has a podcast? He of Sifl and Olly fame?

Sifl and Olly - Songs- Llama School

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Last night, I finally came out of hiding to go to see a show that can only be described as Gen X Heaven. Three bands - one covering Echo and the Bunnymen, one covering Suede, and the last - my new favorite band ever - covered New Order. So, so awesome. You can hear one of their original tunes below - they're already electro-dork rock, so it worked perfectly. The programming was spot-on, and Lesley and I sang every word along with them.

Lifestyle - secret club

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And some good Halloween costumes were present, including one girl who went as Prince. We insisted on a dance-off between her and Rainbow Brite. I also spotted Robert Smith, the bee girl from the Blind Melon video, several excellent goth-y ghouls, and one guy who tried to boo the band which almost caused a fistfight. I officially love Boston.

All in all, a great night, I danced my fool ass off and had a marvelous time sporting our my $5 wig, legwarmers on my arms and my new fave Threadless shirt.

I came to dance

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To busy to blog much right now, but these things have made my infrequent spare time a little more magical:

State of Denial: Bush at War, Part III

Awesomely awesome, and more even-handed and well written than I expected. I think it's been too much political blogs and not enough books about the subject to blame, but Woodward is also a damn fine writer with excellent sources.








Studio techs work their magic remastering Ray Charles and Count Basie. Find it at your local f'ing Starbucks of all places.

Ray Sings, Basie Swings

I've always liked BT's music - he's been a staple of the dance and pop scene for as long as I've been listening to music with any sort of critical ear. We worked for the same people once, me as a lowly web producer and him as, well, a superstar producer and DJ. Last night, we went to see the premiere of his new CD/animated movie This Binary Universe.

Watch the trailer here.

It really was amazing - he takes everything he knows and shakes it on its ear, both as a music student from Berklee and electronica producer, creating his own drum machine that can draw thousandth notes over quarter notes. Add a 110 piece orchestra conducted as though they were applied math and you get a ridiculous IDM/jazz/breakbeat piece. The animators all add their own interpretations, reading alternately art school and acid-trip, but It succeeds where it shouldn't, and I love when that happens.

He's said the inspiration for this album is his daughter. Most of the songs are actually lullabys to his two-year old, Kaia. "Good Morning Kaia" is his own film he made for her, and I almost made it through without crying until they showed her little baby hand on the turntable. It just slayed me.

This Binary Universe

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What are your personal memories of September 11th?

I lived in DC, a dozen blocks from the White House in Mount Pleasant, and the memories all kind of jumble together. Our office looked out the river across to the Pentagon, and the bar I worked at was closed for the first time I could ever remember. I wandered around the city all day, deserted by tourists and filled with hummers, tanks and men with very large guns. Even the street vendors were gone.

Most clear to me is that as the night closed in on my little studio apartment, I was flipping channels, trying to find some different angle on the news that would make it all untrue. I went back to MTV, though even in 2001 I knew it was usually crap. Sometime around 1 am it changed over from the news feed back to music. The first visual of anything other than smoke and stunned faces was Ryan Adams singing "New York, New York". In the video he's singing a love song to the city, smack in front of the bridge and the Twin Towers standing there behind him, just where they'd been that morning. Then came a song that started with "I'm not superman..." and then U2's "One". Someone at MTV, with its headquarters there in Times Square, had enough grace to remember that some of us are so deeply affected by music that it was the only way we could begin to process that amount of grief.

My two favorite New Yorkers are staying with us this week. We're calling ourselves "Team 9-11" and staying in tonight. We've only been scared once, by a stealth bomber flying over for the Patriots game.

I still love you new york