And more or less words to write. I might stumble across new ones some day. Or maybe not.
This next piece of song here is definitely worth three minutes of your time. And then when you’ve listened to it with your eyes closed four times, try to actually watching the video. Hagabion goes MTV, sort of.
The winter accelerated to it’s usual blinding speed and then crashed right into, or rather – all through, Christmas. I won’t go into much detail of how I got through this the most stressful and cant of holidays (not to mention rather enjoyed most of it) and just skip ahead to present time.
I’m back on the northbound bus I used to ride too fckng many times a year back in the days when I still studied and played in the best rock band to never release an album. The stubborn monotony of the green, brown and white Norrland landscape gradually induces a state of sweet coma. I had a moment of weird magic half an hour ago when the bus drove into Umeå, hometown of AvsC while My Cool blasted in my ears. Some kind of twisted, familiar irony. (It also reminded me that I have a couple of e-mails to reply to. I just need a day or two in the studio…)
A question that will haunt me all throughout 2008, much as I like the guy’s music:
Who shoved what up Alexis Weak’s arse?
Gear is sweet. Loop machines are cool. And talent of this magnitude makes me feel helplessly small. Anywhow… I need to get me one of those. (Loopers, I don’t think Thomann has talent…)
I’ve listened to Speak For Yourself (not to mention all that Frou Frou) until my ears bled on a few occasions and love Heap’s music to death. (And her name.) Even so, this next video was a pure struck-speachless-moment the first time I saw it.
(Yeah, they’re probably old to most gear nerds but I know for a fact that half of my readers are pretty sane people.)
This is not supposed to be possible but someone managed to do it. It’s ruddy brilliant none the less. (You probably need to possess a great deal of geekness in order to love it the way I do.)
So electro got huge and subsequently crashed, burned, tried to do the Phoenix trick but failed miserably. But those stubborn Japanese people would have none of it… I’m just scratching the surface but the scene “over there” seems to be very alive and kicking. The sound is “inspired” by all the big acts from 18 months ago but with a definitive Japanese jenesaisquois. I’ll keep you posted on what I find (which will be tons and tons most probably) until I get sick of the sound again.
First off is Shinichi Osawa. His cover of The Brothers’ “Star Guitar” is almost better than the original. I wonder if someone has tried to peg Michel Gondry’s video to it? The rest of the tracks are classic French electro rock, strangely enough. Well worth a listen.
(Q: What does Japenese baile funk sound like?)
We know at least two things; (1) you are currently reading this blog and thus (2) you have too much time on your hands. And idle hands kill kittens or whatever. And while we’re on the subject of 2, here are two hyperlinks that together form the Song Of The Day. Don’t ask me how.
I love Thieves Like Us, Japan scares me and japanese J.U.N.-80KIDZ-cinq-etoiles‘ remix of “Drugs In My Body” is lovely scary.
The Medalist have uploaded a couple of new tracks. It’s my birthday.
I just got fresh batch of lovely vinyl. When it comes to record shopping I like to gamble. I’m rarely seen at the decks of the local record store for 45 minutes trying to decide what piece of plastic to bring home with me. If the random fifteen seconds (wherever I lay my needle is home) I listen to sound good I usually part with cash with a smile on my gullible lips. When it comes to online shopping I’m even worse. If it sounded good on my laptop’s speakers, at work, in a noisy office, with a head about to a-splode of caffeine it’s good enough. Needless to say I’ve bought a couple of crappy 12″s. This time it seems I’ve struck mainly gold…
Tek Box – Express / Move Your Hips
Glasgow Underground is one of those “I so badly wanna work with these guys I’ll cut off my left foot” kind of labels. I’m not saying that Carli and that other guy are now cripples, rather that this piece of funk deserves to be in that kind of company. There are edits of both tracks and for once these are really edits – not remixes. Discogs lists this as Italo but that can only be attributed to collective short memory. In my ears this is funk the way it always was and always will be. A couple of 80’s sounds won’t make Amin Peck out of it. If you haven’t already – stop by their myspace, then buy the funcker.
Thomas Bangalter – Trax On Da Rox vol. 2
I honestly didn’t believe this one was still available brand spanking new but I guess anything Daft doesn’t really stop selling. Good for me. “Extra Dry” is extra awesome. And the other tracks are rough and rocking as well.
Since I didn’t have this little gem on vinyl I had to get it. “U&Me’s Unpacked Deck-Track Dub” is my track of choice.
The best way I’ve found to get through things is to turn off the cell phone, never even open Mail and get on an aeroplane for two and a half hours. They day has been rough but a turning point in it’s own way. Life begins anew on Friday. See you then.
This is a whole lot more fun (and makes more sense in a twisted kind of way) if you’re already familiar with the diamonddave story. Read up on it and weep. And, by all means, sing along!
I love the 3D. Richard has nu’n on this guy.
Via Chris Randall, naturally.
