2009/06/12
2009/06/11
J PHOENIX
HE USES COLBERTS TACTICS IN REVERSE: HE GETS HIS OWN MUSIC PROGRAM/TALK SHOW WHENEVER HE INTERVIEWS, like J-Wex, I think.
TNT
TOrtoise are opening my eyes, !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, prying those shutters
back in to two pieces
that was the piece of shit
task assigned to my brain
ZACH GALIFIANAKIS AND JOAQUIN PHOENIX ARE IN THIS TOGETHER!
ZG
Clone baritone orchestra
on loan from the man
himself, the slo-mo
mover and shaker
shimmies on down
just to let you know
he cares!
Well, prying those shutters
back in to two pieces
that was the piece of shit
task assigned to my brain
ZACH GALIFIANAKIS AND JOAQUIN PHOENIX ARE IN THIS TOGETHER!
ZG
Clone baritone orchestra
on loan from the man
himself, the slo-mo
mover and shaker
shimmies on down
just to let you know
he cares!
sometimes
music is not the best thing to go with video of James Worthy throwing down TREMENDOUS dunks
2009/06/10
Mudslide!
Yeah, Mudslide is fucking nice. I challenge anyone who claims to be telling their soul on record to deny the honesty on display, it's brave.
Dr. Dooom is, period.
Dr. Dooom is, period.
2009/06/09
2009/06/08
Free Market Irritation
Ok, I get it; there are a frightening number of analysts doing NFL related things these days; Goodel read Orwell and thought, oh the access...meanwhile, idiots like me complain of Mike Breen, Mike Tirico and cheap Mike Tyson cameos in "big-time hollywood comedies". Is the NBA even popular enough for us to need 'pay-per-pal' announcing styles.
On another front; fuck student loans.
I think that instead of paying back a clear as day fuck you with a fist kind of way company, we could just say give an equivalent sum to worthwhile organizations (new energy projects, public funding for the arts, etc.) This way all the fuck-ups can think something other than, how am I gonna scrape together the cash this month?
RECESSION SPECIAL, track of the day in the wake of the "death" of AUTOTUNE; anyway, it's fake like wrestlin.
I think I am an addict for release; tomorrow a big ol' chunk of music.
On another front; fuck student loans.
I think that instead of paying back a clear as day fuck you with a fist kind of way company, we could just say give an equivalent sum to worthwhile organizations (new energy projects, public funding for the arts, etc.) This way all the fuck-ups can think something other than, how am I gonna scrape together the cash this month?
RECESSION SPECIAL, track of the day in the wake of the "death" of AUTOTUNE; anyway, it's fake like wrestlin.
I think I am an addict for release; tomorrow a big ol' chunk of music.
2009/06/07
No False Promises
NO time for that these days.
Music is free (if you've already paid the cost to read this message here), then it's all love.
Allmusic.com isn't always the best; sometimes though they write these obituaries that just crush your heart in to little thc et. al soaked pieces.
I tried to make a remix of one of these songs once; then I thought, that's silly, I didn't know the guy or anything personally affecting in this stuff. He just bares his soul though; if this 5-percenter online reference guide reading is to be used in any way whatsoever, we've got to consult further sources.
Music is free (if you've already paid the cost to read this message here), then it's all love.
Allmusic.com isn't always the best; sometimes though they write these obituaries that just crush your heart in to little thc et. al soaked pieces.
I tried to make a remix of one of these songs once; then I thought, that's silly, I didn't know the guy or anything personally affecting in this stuff. He just bares his soul though; if this 5-percenter online reference guide reading is to be used in any way whatsoever, we've got to consult further sources.
I was standing by the window's edge...
It's a beautiful day for dusting off someone else's trash; that you paid for, because the music is all that matters, we all pay for it one way or another.
The point of money is to make things complex.
The Labyrinth, this is what haunts me and my dreams.
I used to listen to this shit in some clown ass spaceship, had to be at least a medal-winner in the strange youthful memory olympics of Summer 2009.
LOTLS
Say what you will.
Say what you will.
Gary, Indiana? No, worldwide New York fame.
The point of money is to make things complex.
The Labyrinth, this is what haunts me and my dreams.
I used to listen to this shit in some clown ass spaceship, had to be at least a medal-winner in the strange youthful memory olympics of Summer 2009.
LOTLS
Say what you will.
Say what you will.
Gary, Indiana? No, worldwide New York fame.
2009/06/05
power is growing
Great Philadelphia metropolitan area hero AJ Daulerio put an email of mine to him on deadspin, 9 months in Spain paying off for this young musician:
Somehow my babelfish skills are otherworldy and strange, nice.
Somehow my babelfish skills are otherworldy and strange, nice.
dudcast #10
It's never coming in your lifetime.
I gotta work late at night; our pet's heads are falling off!!!
I gotta work late at night; our pet's heads are falling off!!!
2009/06/03
2009/06/02
Audio Visual
Stupid Fuck
To be on tour while at home or the inverse, most at ease on the road that is something to aspire to for anyone.
Poor Comma Usage
Despite the alarming number of tools on twitter, celebrity impersonators (all of you), there must be one who uses the social network itself as a tool; part-time douchebag Bill Simmons succeeds in this endeavor by quoting himself in recent NBA articles/mailbags.
Putridity
The chemical factories’ stench had disappeared from the morning air; or should I say that my sense of smell was last used effectively in late May of the Roman Calendar year 2008? Huelva had its moments of pure, unadulterated bliss; the rolling of an ‘n’ joint; as in, I had smoked the hypothetical infinite variable of a power series of 1.
Capoing the 8th fret
Complete selfishness has resulted in little more than a life of lonely doubts; the taker finds the giver ever willing. We are the fuckers, chanted in slightly detuned unison, echoes off and passes through the paper thin walls. Just waves now, far far away from the port, of pure nothingness running through everything. This is a dream? Get me back to Fort Lauterdale related stories of German holidays.
To be on tour while at home or the inverse, most at ease on the road that is something to aspire to for anyone.
Poor Comma Usage
Despite the alarming number of tools on twitter, celebrity impersonators (all of you), there must be one who uses the social network itself as a tool; part-time douchebag Bill Simmons succeeds in this endeavor by quoting himself in recent NBA articles/mailbags.
Putridity
The chemical factories’ stench had disappeared from the morning air; or should I say that my sense of smell was last used effectively in late May of the Roman Calendar year 2008? Huelva had its moments of pure, unadulterated bliss; the rolling of an ‘n’ joint; as in, I had smoked the hypothetical infinite variable of a power series of 1.
Capoing the 8th fret
Complete selfishness has resulted in little more than a life of lonely doubts; the taker finds the giver ever willing. We are the fuckers, chanted in slightly detuned unison, echoes off and passes through the paper thin walls. Just waves now, far far away from the port, of pure nothingness running through everything. This is a dream? Get me back to Fort Lauterdale related stories of German holidays.
video game
I used to think that Guitar Hero and it's ilk were a horrifying development for anyone with pop culture nostalgia and a hit of fanboy desire lingering somewhere near the synaptic surface. Why, when one could practice playing guitar for some specific period of time (in the case of guitar hero) or hang out with your friends and play covers ("rock band") or take it to the next level and become a single band cover band (yuck, buttfucking crusty hetero hipsters...)? Now that pitchfork tells me that; 1) I'm a hypocrite for decrying hipsterdom's heinous anus expansion (POPPERS). 2) What if a shitload of people buy this stuff because it's cheaper than buying and maintaining real equipment? 3) It does pretty much all the work for you and rewards specialization/dedication. 4) It has a social element (gamers unite online and lord knows where else) 5) The Beatles got their own version, signed off by Paul Mccartney, Ringo Starr, Yoko (Plastic) Ono Lennon and Olivia Newton-John, I mean, Harrison.
Berlin offers a kind of cultural nourishment that my aching bones have been desiring since I set foot in Southern Spain's Southwestern nook that tourists the world over call "Andalucía" (often with the accent falling on the 'u' (Pixies Debaser) I found the DDR museum last night at 3:30 am strolling around unable to locate the proper way to arrive back home; no keys, no cash, just a strange bus ticket that somehow is acceptable to the driver no matter what. Sometimes the locals themselves omit the 'cía' and th-ay, "Omo Andalú!" (Somos Andaluz) (We are andalusian.) Speaking of bones, the milk in Spain tasted a little funny; it actually freaked me out. Then one day fresh milk randomly appeared in a bourgeois illusion fancy market; except they wilfully left out 'free' sample containers in a non-refrigerated area. German milk is delicious; I didn't know they had an A&P here too. So, maybe you think I'm talking about supermarkets too much, so then how can I really be absorbing culture? Well, I really just got here, and am experiencing a serious cerebral shock from all the various stimuli; people don't stare at me now on the street as if I am in the wrong place. "ESO QUÉ ES?"; with a slight crescendoing inflection on the final syllable.
Meal Time.
Berlin offers a kind of cultural nourishment that my aching bones have been desiring since I set foot in Southern Spain's Southwestern nook that tourists the world over call "Andalucía" (often with the accent falling on the 'u' (Pixies Debaser) I found the DDR museum last night at 3:30 am strolling around unable to locate the proper way to arrive back home; no keys, no cash, just a strange bus ticket that somehow is acceptable to the driver no matter what. Sometimes the locals themselves omit the 'cía' and th-ay, "Omo Andalú!" (Somos Andaluz) (We are andalusian.) Speaking of bones, the milk in Spain tasted a little funny; it actually freaked me out. Then one day fresh milk randomly appeared in a bourgeois illusion fancy market; except they wilfully left out 'free' sample containers in a non-refrigerated area. German milk is delicious; I didn't know they had an A&P here too. So, maybe you think I'm talking about supermarkets too much, so then how can I really be absorbing culture? Well, I really just got here, and am experiencing a serious cerebral shock from all the various stimuli; people don't stare at me now on the street as if I am in the wrong place. "ESO QUÉ ES?"; with a slight crescendoing inflection on the final syllable.
Meal Time.
2009/05/29
Gargling Salt Water
Ducasting #9 of 10: Grand Finale Pt. II (Sorry, no stream this time)
Musical Chronology:
Algo, Beat-O and Alex Sugiura have forged a creative partnership known as the Monday Night Band. They will be performing at STudio 54 in Berlin, Germany every Monday until midway through July. Here is the preliminary EP, entitled Table for 1.
Musical Chronology:
Algo, Beat-O and Alex Sugiura have forged a creative partnership known as the Monday Night Band. They will be performing at STudio 54 in Berlin, Germany every Monday until midway through July. Here is the preliminary EP, entitled Table for 1.
2009/05/25
Home Stretch
Dudcasting #8 of 10: Grand Finale pt. 1 of 3
The Lemonheads ask for so precious little.
Algo/Beat-O proceed to give you a sampler of the last calendar year's variety in sound;
Variation on a theme #1: Jack Ramsay's Sport Coat
Unemployable?
Now!
Tempting Klepto Klepel
High (ly Illegal)
Light Heart
Y, Dijo Miguel feat. Alex Sugiura on guitar/vocals
Oh, you know (in space)
Finally Unknown feat. Alex Sugiura on guitar/electric bass
Take Care of Business Yowza (Not Yogurt)
Roll Your Joint-Saving Grace feat. Danny Diction.
The Lemonheads ask for so precious little.
Algo/Beat-O proceed to give you a sampler of the last calendar year's variety in sound;
Variation on a theme #1: Jack Ramsay's Sport Coat
Unemployable?
Now!
Tempting Klepto Klepel
High (ly Illegal)
Light Heart
Y, Dijo Miguel feat. Alex Sugiura on guitar/vocals
Oh, you know (in space)
Finally Unknown feat. Alex Sugiura on guitar/electric bass
Take Care of Business Yowza (Not Yogurt)
Roll Your Joint-Saving Grace feat. Danny Diction.
2009/05/23
2009/05/22
MoonChild!
Dudcasting #7 of 10: I Can't Wait
Musical Cronology:
Algo/Beat-O hologram, Alex Sugiura on lead guitar.
Gladys Knight and the Pips get all cinematic.
Big Star get all holier than thou.
Teenage Fanclub say it loud and clear.
KMD blows it in your face.
Gram Parsons and the International Submarine Band country fry it.
Buddy Rich and his Big Band refer back to earlier posts.
Musical Cronology:
Algo/Beat-O hologram, Alex Sugiura on lead guitar.
Gladys Knight and the Pips get all cinematic.
Big Star get all holier than thou.
Teenage Fanclub say it loud and clear.
KMD blows it in your face.
Gram Parsons and the International Submarine Band country fry it.
Buddy Rich and his Big Band refer back to earlier posts.
What it is!
Dudcasting #6 of 10: TO THE MOON!
Musical Chronology:
Algo/Beat-O go for a ride.
Built To Spill remind certain suburban female 20 somethings of their bedroom when they were fifteen, also known as me and Domenico in 2009.
Donny Hathaway being real.
MFSB say SAMPLE THIS.
Michel Polnareff never ceases to amaze me.
Musical Chronology:
Algo/Beat-O go for a ride.
Built To Spill remind certain suburban female 20 somethings of their bedroom when they were fifteen, also known as me and Domenico in 2009.
Donny Hathaway being real.
MFSB say SAMPLE THIS.
Michel Polnareff never ceases to amaze me.
2009/05/21
V.
Dudcasting #5 of 10; rococo riposte.
All told, the foundation, established in 1939 by New York Jews who wanted to foster culture in the land that would become the state of Israel, used to give out about $2 million a year. The scholarship program is unabashedly aimed at casting Israel in a positive light. “A.I.C.F. works to create a broader understanding of Israel by facilitating opportunities to directly experience Israel’s culture,” its newsletter reads.
Musical Chronology:
SMOOTH ISRAEL PALESTINE CONFLICT; algo/beat-o
The porro says, anything to stop the pain.
Bill Cosby and a certain funeral/marching band play one for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Blackout 2!
All told, the foundation, established in 1939 by New York Jews who wanted to foster culture in the land that would become the state of Israel, used to give out about $2 million a year. The scholarship program is unabashedly aimed at casting Israel in a positive light. “A.I.C.F. works to create a broader understanding of Israel by facilitating opportunities to directly experience Israel’s culture,” its newsletter reads.
Musical Chronology:
SMOOTH ISRAEL PALESTINE CONFLICT; algo/beat-o
The porro says, anything to stop the pain.
Bill Cosby and a certain funeral/marching band play one for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Blackout 2!
Par Four Course
Duncecasting #4 of 10: Reflections
Musical Chronology:
Algo throws back to the summer child haze.
Wolf Parade play in 3, I think.
I flange for days.
Mike Watt's Tensile funk stink.
Elliott Smith and Co. circa '94.
(Brief auto-referential intramural basketball team name)
Terry Jacks gets ripped by Beat-O.
Musical Chronology:
Algo throws back to the summer child haze.
Wolf Parade play in 3, I think.
I flange for days.
Mike Watt's Tensile funk stink.
Elliott Smith and Co. circa '94.
(Brief auto-referential intramural basketball team name)
Terry Jacks gets ripped by Beat-O.
Big in Japan!
Front Page on the NYT Website
My Dad met Bobby Valentine at the U.S. Open (Flushing Meadows, Queens) in a booth with rich, white people and later told me that the master of disguises himself spoke a convincing "gaijin" japanese.
My Dad met Bobby Valentine at the U.S. Open (Flushing Meadows, Queens) in a booth with rich, white people and later told me that the master of disguises himself spoke a convincing "gaijin" japanese.
2009/05/20
Building Cresecendoes
Duncecasting #3 of 10: Learning to Count to Three in French w/ a Native Speaker
Musical Chronology:
An Ode to left-handed Curtis; Algo on the boards, Alex Sugiura on Guitar and Beat-O on the ritmo kit.
Milano Calibro 9, anybody got a copy of that movie? Osanna with the preludio (theme).
Non-Phixion flips it.
Gram Parsons writes a period piece.
Outkast crumbles ‘erb.
The Million Dollar Quartet takes you out on a walk with Jesus.
Musical Chronology:
An Ode to left-handed Curtis; Algo on the boards, Alex Sugiura on Guitar and Beat-O on the ritmo kit.
Milano Calibro 9, anybody got a copy of that movie? Osanna with the preludio (theme).
Non-Phixion flips it.
Gram Parsons writes a period piece.
Outkast crumbles ‘erb.
The Million Dollar Quartet takes you out on a walk with Jesus.
2009/05/19
Esto, QUÉ ES!?!?!?
DUNCECASTING #2 of 10: A continuación
The Briques, Dun Dudnick happy to be here.
Musical Chronology:
Return of the ‘G’, G for Giorgio Moroder? More Giorgio in hip-hop to come.
Gazzilionear, DOOM, all big letters but it ain’t no acronym.
Belle and Sebastian’s Dirty Dream #2, thanks Shayne.
Hey Pup.
We Hate it When Our Friends Become Successful; check out Taka’s blog.
Trail of Tears leads to
Lee Hazlewood, okay till next time.
The Briques, Dun Dudnick happy to be here.
Musical Chronology:
Return of the ‘G’, G for Giorgio Moroder? More Giorgio in hip-hop to come.
Gazzilionear, DOOM, all big letters but it ain’t no acronym.
Belle and Sebastian’s Dirty Dream #2, thanks Shayne.
Hey Pup.
We Hate it When Our Friends Become Successful; check out Taka’s blog.
Trail of Tears leads to
Lee Hazlewood, okay till next time.
2009/05/18
Reconstructing Ralston
Oh well, I kept drafting the same sad story that had you and me meeting at a birthday party for Michael Blue. He was wasted, he was falling down stairs, I was confused, John got asked if he was sporting “emo hair” it was a jarring experience for the both of us. Dude was like non of the others that I had encountered; he seemed real, wound up, in terms of projecting, touching and feeling. I got offered a night in a sorority and I turned it down, a girl from Shaker Heights, Ohio no surprise. I made a stop off near the Davis Street ‘El’, above the Fish Market, inside a courtyard iced over in the paltry winter. Apartment 2B; ‘B’ for Bennum, as I channeled my inner Agatha Christie. So what did I spy inside this Studio: The same YAMAHA keyboard owned by Matteo (that came later), and Epiphone Songbird®, a Heritage Casino-Style electric, no bass (oh, really?), a closet of shirts and pant so organized that I actually stopped and thought that I was the most cluttered piece of shit that ever had the misery of seeing the light of day. A Chuck Klosterman suggestion sheet on how to talk manly; Rodney Rogers may god bless, that was an example of the power of rhetoric. He said make a data disc if you wish, I said that’s benificient. Then he let me choose ooooooh, there was finally choice in the matter of man. It was all that mattered, the strangeness of it all, man he was the man it was ridiculous, well he was a hero and I was some charlatan who could help chart his thoughts; I gave him on bridge on a track where we went G-Bm7-Bb-C; like this. So I was thinking, yeah I TOO find Ben Kweller’s brand of power pop to be particularly spellbinding. He makes suggestions, he too has been an 8-year plus reader of the All Music Guide,m REDEMPTION. In the land of the swampy armpits of the late, great Capone, I found someone who would do commercials. HE had band posters; I would later get annoyed at the poor grammatical skills of Grandpa’s “La noche es oscura pero tu es beautiful.” I am high. Oh, ok. Push-Pull, reactions happening all over my mind. He has a record player, and a stack of Beatles LP’s, as well as
2000 by the French Kicks, with some poster. Oh, yeah he seemed to be the coolest person who had ever made human contact with me. He suggested we share the space, that was eternally kind. He didn’t ask for anything, he just kept it going, I too was going insane; we kept each other happy, somehow I was always happy, sometimes sad, but that’s what happens when you feel like the walking dead, wandering of the mind, it’s a beautiful beast. Joel, he was a mutual acquaintance. I clicked on “One Chord To Another” and there was something magical happening, yeah man, yeah, that was a fucking great album, I had only heard one track from Shayne Weinstein’s lovely library of music, “Everything You’ve Done Wrong” a blast of horns and an ole-time feel progression that was changing my mind about what individuals were capable of in a group setting. So I sought to seek out the idea, 4 one man bands. Spinning like turntables with computers inside; not regurgitating, but leaving things to chance through the simplicity of the framework; 12 notes, chords, scales, that’s that. Also, I’d been reading Thoms Pynchon’s V. recently, that summer it was that theory book, the Vonnegut, the Greenwood Tragedy (the bloodiest race riot in the history of America in Tulsa, Oklahoma), Tom Robbins and Foppish Dandy Chuck Klosterman. Also, other random shit, books on the Beatles and related arts. He had two Powerbooks, an 8 track digital m-box type, but higher-def and, like some kind of modern snakecharmer, neatly organized cables of all types necessary in performing and recording; 1/4-1/4, XLR-1/4, XLRmale-XLRfemale, of varying lengths and color schemes. Joel had a PA, Mike had a kit, I had the bass, John had EVERYTHING else, it seemed like things were weighted a little funny; oh, they were. He had a close-knit musical belief structure to Nat, who may or may not be training to be a luthier as we speak; a profession I hope to follow one day. Graham Parsons, lead in “Sweetheart of the Rodeo” by the Byrds, The Flying Burrito Brothers and solo-work with Emmy Lou-Harris singing harmonies, that guy was on to something, before he got derailed by a crippling drug addiction. So, what did he see before he found the abyss, wandereres wanted to know. We watched an informing documentary, his pops was a mover and a shaker amongst corporate/Washington (It was the post-war era, industry and government were like birds of a feather) and so he led a privileged life leading to his acceptance at Harvard, he wouldn’t last a year. He befriended Keith Richards, in a deep way, and like so many others couldn’t keep up with skeletor’s threshold for pain. So, he burned out eventually, in pretty sad fashion, getting in a bad way with heroin. He probably envisioned himself having more significance when he was dead than when he was alive; poor sap.
2000 by the French Kicks, with some poster. Oh, yeah he seemed to be the coolest person who had ever made human contact with me. He suggested we share the space, that was eternally kind. He didn’t ask for anything, he just kept it going, I too was going insane; we kept each other happy, somehow I was always happy, sometimes sad, but that’s what happens when you feel like the walking dead, wandering of the mind, it’s a beautiful beast. Joel, he was a mutual acquaintance. I clicked on “One Chord To Another” and there was something magical happening, yeah man, yeah, that was a fucking great album, I had only heard one track from Shayne Weinstein’s lovely library of music, “Everything You’ve Done Wrong” a blast of horns and an ole-time feel progression that was changing my mind about what individuals were capable of in a group setting. So I sought to seek out the idea, 4 one man bands. Spinning like turntables with computers inside; not regurgitating, but leaving things to chance through the simplicity of the framework; 12 notes, chords, scales, that’s that. Also, I’d been reading Thoms Pynchon’s V. recently, that summer it was that theory book, the Vonnegut, the Greenwood Tragedy (the bloodiest race riot in the history of America in Tulsa, Oklahoma), Tom Robbins and Foppish Dandy Chuck Klosterman. Also, other random shit, books on the Beatles and related arts. He had two Powerbooks, an 8 track digital m-box type, but higher-def and, like some kind of modern snakecharmer, neatly organized cables of all types necessary in performing and recording; 1/4-1/4, XLR-1/4, XLRmale-XLRfemale, of varying lengths and color schemes. Joel had a PA, Mike had a kit, I had the bass, John had EVERYTHING else, it seemed like things were weighted a little funny; oh, they were. He had a close-knit musical belief structure to Nat, who may or may not be training to be a luthier as we speak; a profession I hope to follow one day. Graham Parsons, lead in “Sweetheart of the Rodeo” by the Byrds, The Flying Burrito Brothers and solo-work with Emmy Lou-Harris singing harmonies, that guy was on to something, before he got derailed by a crippling drug addiction. So, what did he see before he found the abyss, wandereres wanted to know. We watched an informing documentary, his pops was a mover and a shaker amongst corporate/Washington (It was the post-war era, industry and government were like birds of a feather) and so he led a privileged life leading to his acceptance at Harvard, he wouldn’t last a year. He befriended Keith Richards, in a deep way, and like so many others couldn’t keep up with skeletor’s threshold for pain. So, he burned out eventually, in pretty sad fashion, getting in a bad way with heroin. He probably envisioned himself having more significance when he was dead than when he was alive; poor sap.
2009/05/17
FOPPISH DANDY
DUNCECASTING #1 of 10: Too Long To Twitter, Too Short to Die
I’m your host, Dun Dudnick, here with me on the boards is Algo and Beat-O on the ritmo kit/celery sticks. Let’s hope I don’t get too excited and jump in to a door frame.
Audio Chronology:
Funkenstein; the first trans-atlantic Bird of a Feather co-production by Carsten and Beat-O et. al.
Rivers Cuomo made an ‘a capella’, and the logic came to give it the typical slacker treatment.
Albert King & SRV talking about what it’s all about for the worker bee.
Hot Sugar refixes another anthem of our youth, like only he can.
10CC off the album Sheet Music, “Wild Old Men”; Ratatat sampled that guitar solo, no?
Abbreviated TRANS, for my sake and everyone else’s. Neil Young (!) in Berlin (!) in June!
Nico’s “Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams”, a lushly orchestrated piece that Danger Doom sampled on ‘Korn Dogs’ a track that I used to listen to a fair amount in my time as a summer child.
De La Soul is Dead! De La Soul is Dead man! I don’t want to deconstruct Born Like This, I want to praise it for clueing me in to the importance of Prince Paul in making real music again.
Studio 54 in Berlin, June 29th, why not?
I’m your host, Dun Dudnick, here with me on the boards is Algo and Beat-O on the ritmo kit/celery sticks. Let’s hope I don’t get too excited and jump in to a door frame.
Audio Chronology:
Funkenstein; the first trans-atlantic Bird of a Feather co-production by Carsten and Beat-O et. al.
Rivers Cuomo made an ‘a capella’, and the logic came to give it the typical slacker treatment.
Albert King & SRV talking about what it’s all about for the worker bee.
Hot Sugar refixes another anthem of our youth, like only he can.
10CC off the album Sheet Music, “Wild Old Men”; Ratatat sampled that guitar solo, no?
Abbreviated TRANS, for my sake and everyone else’s. Neil Young (!) in Berlin (!) in June!
Nico’s “Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams”, a lushly orchestrated piece that Danger Doom sampled on ‘Korn Dogs’ a track that I used to listen to a fair amount in my time as a summer child.
De La Soul is Dead! De La Soul is Dead man! I don’t want to deconstruct Born Like This, I want to praise it for clueing me in to the importance of Prince Paul in making real music again.
Studio 54 in Berlin, June 29th, why not?
2009/05/16
Keep On
Things always take a turn for the worst, before they ever seem like they can even get better.
The waterfall has gracefully returned to my life in a way that leads me to believe in the power of inanimate objects; not outright materialism, but I also think that Thomas Pynchon's 'V' is excellent, so far.
People are calling me out for making mistakes on message boards, they are right.
So, I'm reinventing this blog from now on; 3 audiovisual posts and 1 essay every week. Music will continue to find its way on through, and maybe there will be posts by Newhouse.
The waterfall has gracefully returned to my life in a way that leads me to believe in the power of inanimate objects; not outright materialism, but I also think that Thomas Pynchon's 'V' is excellent, so far.
People are calling me out for making mistakes on message boards, they are right.
So, I'm reinventing this blog from now on; 3 audiovisual posts and 1 essay every week. Music will continue to find its way on through, and maybe there will be posts by Newhouse.
2009/05/15
2009/05/14
Cackling Hens!
So, there's more basketball blogs to read these days than ever; TRUEHOOP is still the truth, but I'll be damned if I haven't completely fallen for Bethlehem Shoals style of writing; it seems that every sportswriter finds his/her own way to incorporate popular culture/obscure culture in a way that some part of the population will enjoy, and I think I've found my kind of basketball writer.
If my girlfriend doesn't visit I'm gonna start compulsively masturbating in public, since I work with kids this might get dicey. LESS THAN TWO WEEKS!
I cannot fucking wait to play the Sheraton II again, it's been so long! The JP-90 is also going to be a treat, for those who don't know, that might be the greatest bass Fender ever made in 1990; the poplar body weighs less than 6 lbs., throw on an aftermarket bridge (I put on a badass II, thanks to some weird, but kind metal dude at a Sam Ash in Pennsylvania)
Just what are chicharrones? How about churros? Cheerios? Beer and go? Fear and loathe your way to the top with this lovely Bay-Area banger.
2009/05/12
why god, why?
Life is not fair
Herbert wins the Alex Sugiura award for best op-ed columns by a man over the age of 40. Sorry William Kristol was not eligible for this award this year; the ancient formula prohibits the inclusion of right-wing hebrews out of dissapointment.
There are spanish titties flapping around like crazy on the tv. It's kind of silly.
Herbert wins the Alex Sugiura award for best op-ed columns by a man over the age of 40. Sorry William Kristol was not eligible for this award this year; the ancient formula prohibits the inclusion of right-wing hebrews out of dissapointment.
There are spanish titties flapping around like crazy on the tv. It's kind of silly.
2009/05/11
Al Sugiero's 2nd to last daydream
Stop Trying to Set The Scene!
Hawaiian Tropic tanning oil met high-pH water in to off white harmony. The supposed son of Galt MacDermot® was trying to look more like an extra in a “Soul Glo®” commercial than his DNA deemed necessary, or, it could be said, within reason. The gleaning off his pharmacy-last minute purchased aviator lenswear, showed the reflection of a pool perfectly mirroring the skyline and up in to the ghastly moon in the daytime. I was wandering by, the recent recipient of vending machine money from a 2nd-cousin’s ginger-besepectacled high-times reading friend, when I noticed the bottle of tanning oil falling in to the pool, it’s cap removed long before the oil and water made their ‘salsa picante’ in the side that read “No DIVING!” So what the hell was I gonna get at this third-world COCA-COLA® vending station with several sandy pieces of mother of pearl that I assured were a type of New-World Wampum that could be exchanged for any number of beverages from a particular brand-name dispenser that was savagely displayed all over their shell’s duller side. I made my graceful way up to the machine, diddled over the dials, with names that read like they were plucked from Denis Diderot’s encyclopedian armpit: SPRITE®, FANTA®, MR. PIB®, SQUIRT® and DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF CONGO® RED SODA WATER. There was a slot for the shell; two of them got me one 20. Oz bottle of my choosing; I hit “C4”, think of Chris Bosh, Chris Rock and taking off my flip-flops in the shade long enough to have the clunk of my drink down near my ankles awaken me. The red-sunglasses man is happy that I got him a Mr. Pib after having suggested I “surprise” him with my choice; this is getting gay. My 2nd-Cousin holds out an expecting hand, I push her out of the way as the steamroller comes crashing in to the north wall of the mini-compound/time-share luxury suites/micro-lending for local vendors in beautiful parts of Central Africa. Before I could get a word out, there were at my throat, smoke was pouring in like an exhaust pipe and I awoke coughing my head off.
COMPUTER ASSISTED LANGUAGE LEARNING IS THE FUTURE
Hawaiian Tropic tanning oil met high-pH water in to off white harmony. The supposed son of Galt MacDermot® was trying to look more like an extra in a “Soul Glo®” commercial than his DNA deemed necessary, or, it could be said, within reason. The gleaning off his pharmacy-last minute purchased aviator lenswear, showed the reflection of a pool perfectly mirroring the skyline and up in to the ghastly moon in the daytime. I was wandering by, the recent recipient of vending machine money from a 2nd-cousin’s ginger-besepectacled high-times reading friend, when I noticed the bottle of tanning oil falling in to the pool, it’s cap removed long before the oil and water made their ‘salsa picante’ in the side that read “No DIVING!” So what the hell was I gonna get at this third-world COCA-COLA® vending station with several sandy pieces of mother of pearl that I assured were a type of New-World Wampum that could be exchanged for any number of beverages from a particular brand-name dispenser that was savagely displayed all over their shell’s duller side. I made my graceful way up to the machine, diddled over the dials, with names that read like they were plucked from Denis Diderot’s encyclopedian armpit: SPRITE®, FANTA®, MR. PIB®, SQUIRT® and DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF CONGO® RED SODA WATER. There was a slot for the shell; two of them got me one 20. Oz bottle of my choosing; I hit “C4”, think of Chris Bosh, Chris Rock and taking off my flip-flops in the shade long enough to have the clunk of my drink down near my ankles awaken me. The red-sunglasses man is happy that I got him a Mr. Pib after having suggested I “surprise” him with my choice; this is getting gay. My 2nd-Cousin holds out an expecting hand, I push her out of the way as the steamroller comes crashing in to the north wall of the mini-compound/time-share luxury suites/micro-lending for local vendors in beautiful parts of Central Africa. Before I could get a word out, there were at my throat, smoke was pouring in like an exhaust pipe and I awoke coughing my head off.
COMPUTER ASSISTED LANGUAGE LEARNING IS THE FUTURE
Unoriginal Lameness
I woke up at 5 in the morning on Sunday and made a series of fake Radio Broadcasts.
Here's the first one: Dudcast
Here's the first one: Dudcast
International Feel
Excuse me while I continue malingering, but I am sad to leave Huelva and am enjoying my slow breakfasts where internet is abundant.
Tom Robbins and Tom Waits co-wrote a novel in my dreams last night called; Deborah's Mayonnaise Prom Dress.
I'm having trouble breathing properly, again.
She's fucking great, huh?
Tom Robbins and Tom Waits co-wrote a novel in my dreams last night called; Deborah's Mayonnaise Prom Dress.
I'm having trouble breathing properly, again.
She's fucking great, huh?
2009/05/09
Ralston Buffalo!
John Bennum, where the fuck have you gone? I can't keep doing this internet thing all alone...if personal e-mails won't get through to you, then I must resort to this last ditch attempt at getting a rise.
ball tongue
It's a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll.
It's a hard cock on the block if you got a vice like hold.
I went searching for my soul, listening to hole, and Melissa Auf Der Maur she can get it.
WE gonna get cancelled for sure.
It's a hard cock on the block if you got a vice like hold.
I went searching for my soul, listening to hole, and Melissa Auf Der Maur she can get it.
WE gonna get cancelled for sure.
2009/05/08
Thrift Shopping
Happy Friday.
No day can be complete without youtube clips interspersed between snippets of real spanish dialogue that I'm hearing as I post!
"Sí, Sí, Sí" (Soundchecking on the stage next to the bar for the outdoor spring festival)
"Qué te pongo?" (How do you take your coffee?)
"Fuck Sam Coggeshal, that guys a fucking pretentious asshole." (Milk Based Drama)
Blue Sky microwave Adrian Dantley dance of the dead; I went bobbing for apples, and got this lousy t-shirt instead.
No day can be complete without youtube clips interspersed between snippets of real spanish dialogue that I'm hearing as I post!
"Sí, Sí, Sí" (Soundchecking on the stage next to the bar for the outdoor spring festival)
"Qué te pongo?" (How do you take your coffee?)
"Fuck Sam Coggeshal, that guys a fucking pretentious asshole." (Milk Based Drama)
Blue Sky microwave Adrian Dantley dance of the dead; I went bobbing for apples, and got this lousy t-shirt instead.
2009/05/07
well well well
DAvid George, son of Robert P. George, something like that, sends notice of this clip:
Elvis Presley covering 3 dog night?
Bo Shanks.
Elvis Presley covering 3 dog night?
Bo Shanks.
turn back the clock!
Yowza, Bristol Palin says, "abstain from sex, and buy tacky platform shoes!" Where is Jenny Mccarthy when I need her most?
bug tits
This post is dedicated to those who made the transition from high-level performance in a particular sport at college, but made a change for their professional careers.
Example one, Carolina Panther (for now)/UNC Power Forward Julius Peppers, who had the grand misfortune of playing during the Kris Lang era.
Antonio Gates is considered by many to be the premier tight end, when healthy, in the NFL today. I was always an Alge Crumpler guy, but oh well.
No clip of him playing ball found, sadly.
What about this guy? That's right former Detroit Piston 12th man Darvin Ham; he went to the Hun School!
Ok this post fell apart fast, but it's fun to dig for crossover appeal.
Example one, Carolina Panther (for now)/UNC Power Forward Julius Peppers, who had the grand misfortune of playing during the Kris Lang era.
Antonio Gates is considered by many to be the premier tight end, when healthy, in the NFL today. I was always an Alge Crumpler guy, but oh well.
No clip of him playing ball found, sadly.
What about this guy? That's right former Detroit Piston 12th man Darvin Ham; he went to the Hun School!
Ok this post fell apart fast, but it's fun to dig for crossover appeal.
2009/05/05
Long Foam
Today's long foam ramble is brought to you by: Cheese Fries
Writing is fighting for your life, that’s what David Foster Wallace told me, and that, is some shit; this is one of the possible ideas that developed after recently speed-reading Infinite Jest, a technique I learned at Oberlin that didn’t help me with the classes, but did help me read for pleasure with superior speed, he was grappling with depression, he was using tennis as a mirror shining on your self-perceptions and how you believe you are being seen by those who see you, like Tom Robbins, Alistair Crowley and Ornette Coleman used the mirror that we call the moon to make magic. Otherwise, you are probably wasting your time, or maybe there is a greater process to it I should re-read it, it’s only the first read, or is it a labyrinth?
These things are the paradoxes that will continue as long as the paradoxical existence of my own does: RE-Phrase, why do I exist? There are initial questions that make everything under the sun fair game; in the end, what you understand is that a routine is the only way to accomplish something over a long period of time; many people find this through all kinds of channels, mine seem to be so very varied, but it’s not quite like that, I don’t think. Stanley Fish was writing about his on his NYT blog recently.
I just need space, and I realize that I’ve met people who make me feel like living, which means I’ve met the right people to die by, take the bullet, kick down the nightclub paparazzi like Kevin Costner did for Whitney.
Bobby Crosby probably listens to Pet Sounds; with a name and game like that he just
wasn’t born for these times.
Kevin Youkilis is reminding me of Matt Geiger in a big way.
Chris Andersen is a monster on the boards. I wonder if David Stern is scared of Crystal Meth, compared to traditional perfomance-enhancing drugs for professionals.
Kenyon Martin is Wario; Darius Miles is Waluigi.
I shudder to think of extending this in to dinosaur territory; Antoine Walker getting held up at gun point isn’t funny.
College was a playful tragicomedy, I suppose; kind of like that Unicorn’s album, “Who Will Cut Our Hair When We’re Dead?” They figured out a way to ask a question and get people bothered in a way that maybe led to some level of satisfaction, kind of like sex, yes it could be said that if you’re all alone and you’d rather not knock one out on your own, aka home run derby simulator, aka bowling, aka drinking, alias Bo Shanks, the good stuff.
I live in the middle of nowhere, that’s what I think, because the people are getting together over crazy false idols’ screaming prophets; these days, they’re just trying to rehash some computer age falsetto, it’s less impressive now than it would have been without all the digital advances,
you can’t fool all the people all the time, but maybe it’s nice to fool yourself sometimes with some friends. So the first album gets dropped one way or the other, the memories get put in to place for something, how you go about responding to your synaptic fibers dictates how you’ll strum it,
How come people are so quick to love Dilla's Gazillionear beat when Return of The Gangster had essentially the same loop almost 10 years ago. It all somehow relates, in my head, to a FREE DARKO POST.
also who you choose to surround yourself with in your new post-apocalyptic world; shit is starting to move so fast, you gotta stay focused on something or you’re gonna get the spinsies and pass out, this is why old people/a youthful John Lennon could be seen as sleeping a lot,
this also relates to what you do to make you tired, some construe this as work, others as self-destruction, others as an opportunity to get known.
Noise, Noise, Noise! The slow, broken march to one’s inevtiable end; that’s what Leonard Cohen said, others followed suit, in slightly more dramatic fashion.
Writing is fighting for your life, that’s what David Foster Wallace told me, and that, is some shit; this is one of the possible ideas that developed after recently speed-reading Infinite Jest, a technique I learned at Oberlin that didn’t help me with the classes, but did help me read for pleasure with superior speed, he was grappling with depression, he was using tennis as a mirror shining on your self-perceptions and how you believe you are being seen by those who see you, like Tom Robbins, Alistair Crowley and Ornette Coleman used the mirror that we call the moon to make magic. Otherwise, you are probably wasting your time, or maybe there is a greater process to it I should re-read it, it’s only the first read, or is it a labyrinth?
These things are the paradoxes that will continue as long as the paradoxical existence of my own does: RE-Phrase, why do I exist? There are initial questions that make everything under the sun fair game; in the end, what you understand is that a routine is the only way to accomplish something over a long period of time; many people find this through all kinds of channels, mine seem to be so very varied, but it’s not quite like that, I don’t think. Stanley Fish was writing about his on his NYT blog recently.
I just need space, and I realize that I’ve met people who make me feel like living, which means I’ve met the right people to die by, take the bullet, kick down the nightclub paparazzi like Kevin Costner did for Whitney.
Bobby Crosby probably listens to Pet Sounds; with a name and game like that he just
wasn’t born for these times.
Kevin Youkilis is reminding me of Matt Geiger in a big way.
Chris Andersen is a monster on the boards. I wonder if David Stern is scared of Crystal Meth, compared to traditional perfomance-enhancing drugs for professionals.
Kenyon Martin is Wario; Darius Miles is Waluigi.
I shudder to think of extending this in to dinosaur territory; Antoine Walker getting held up at gun point isn’t funny.
College was a playful tragicomedy, I suppose; kind of like that Unicorn’s album, “Who Will Cut Our Hair When We’re Dead?” They figured out a way to ask a question and get people bothered in a way that maybe led to some level of satisfaction, kind of like sex, yes it could be said that if you’re all alone and you’d rather not knock one out on your own, aka home run derby simulator, aka bowling, aka drinking, alias Bo Shanks, the good stuff.
I live in the middle of nowhere, that’s what I think, because the people are getting together over crazy false idols’ screaming prophets; these days, they’re just trying to rehash some computer age falsetto, it’s less impressive now than it would have been without all the digital advances,
you can’t fool all the people all the time, but maybe it’s nice to fool yourself sometimes with some friends. So the first album gets dropped one way or the other, the memories get put in to place for something, how you go about responding to your synaptic fibers dictates how you’ll strum it,
How come people are so quick to love Dilla's Gazillionear beat when Return of The Gangster had essentially the same loop almost 10 years ago. It all somehow relates, in my head, to a FREE DARKO POST.
also who you choose to surround yourself with in your new post-apocalyptic world; shit is starting to move so fast, you gotta stay focused on something or you’re gonna get the spinsies and pass out, this is why old people/a youthful John Lennon could be seen as sleeping a lot,
this also relates to what you do to make you tired, some construe this as work, others as self-destruction, others as an opportunity to get known.
Noise, Noise, Noise! The slow, broken march to one’s inevtiable end; that’s what Leonard Cohen said, others followed suit, in slightly more dramatic fashion.
2009/05/04
Nah man that animal is furry as hell.
I don't want that fucking pirated DVD you're trying to sell to me while I drink my coffee/use the wireless in this bar. In fact, you can suck my dick.
Eddie Kendricks is an important figure in the history of music.
What about more music? How can you resist? It's free.
Fuck Jeff Lynne.
All praises due to Jim Keltner.
All other living Wilburys get a free pass in my head.
Eddie Kendricks is an important figure in the history of music.
What about more music? How can you resist? It's free.
Fuck Jeff Lynne.
All praises due to Jim Keltner.
All other living Wilburys get a free pass in my head.
2009/05/03
Fuck
I thought I might catch a glimpse of my girl in Sevilla for a hot minute, but it was not to be and I'm all alone again, except I got a surprise visit from a Princeton pal and it put 5 or 6 years back on my life I think.
What's the deal with Bill Simmon's basketball book? I wanna read that shit.
I had a long winded conversation with a rather good looking french brunette who told me that work is the only way to keep her going, without it she would most likely fall to pieces.
Money sucks, I hate it.
Frank Rich writes really good columns, this must be why they only come out on Sunday.
blah, blah, blah I wish I could watch nba games and download porn.
MORE MUSIC FOR YOU, you mystery surprise dl.
What's the deal with Bill Simmon's basketball book? I wanna read that shit.
I had a long winded conversation with a rather good looking french brunette who told me that work is the only way to keep her going, without it she would most likely fall to pieces.
Money sucks, I hate it.
Frank Rich writes really good columns, this must be why they only come out on Sunday.
blah, blah, blah I wish I could watch nba games and download porn.
MORE MUSIC FOR YOU, you mystery surprise dl.
2009/04/30
newhouse and taka
2009/04/28
Bump
I really like the new DOOM; I also happen to like the snakey, sparse bass playing on the track "Bumpy's Message" in which Freddie Foxxx sounds like he's fucking dying.
I keep bumping in to NYT books articles on David Foster Wallace or vacation homes.
What's up with AIDS research? Are we making any improvements lately? What about Larry David in a Woody Allen movie?
What about falling asleep at the wheel? What about Conservative Oberlin grads speaking their mind on Senator Specter? Right here, Michelle!
I can't stop reading deadspin, I CAN'T! Will Leitch is the writer of things that hurt my brain in that soft, subtle way. So of course they switch it up and let someone else write about a derival, but intriguing sub-plot of ten human body parts.
INDUSTRY SHAKEDOWN
I keep bumping in to NYT books articles on David Foster Wallace or vacation homes.
What's up with AIDS research? Are we making any improvements lately? What about Larry David in a Woody Allen movie?
What about falling asleep at the wheel? What about Conservative Oberlin grads speaking their mind on Senator Specter? Right here, Michelle!
I can't stop reading deadspin, I CAN'T! Will Leitch is the writer of things that hurt my brain in that soft, subtle way. So of course they switch it up and let someone else write about a derival, but intriguing sub-plot of ten human body parts.
INDUSTRY SHAKEDOWN
2009/04/26
Dearth of Big Men in the Draft
Who is Blake Griffin?
He is good at dunking with tremendous ferocity, not unlike a feral hamster in heat on the fourth of july.
Who is Ricky Rubio?
He had a turnover in the closing minute of his team DKV Joventut's 3 point win over Gran Canarias while they were down 2 and they still won!
Who is Steven Curry?
He goes to the same school as the girl whose skull you could see through while she was giving you brain.
Who is James Harden?
Who are you?
He is good at dunking with tremendous ferocity, not unlike a feral hamster in heat on the fourth of july.
Who is Ricky Rubio?
He had a turnover in the closing minute of his team DKV Joventut's 3 point win over Gran Canarias while they were down 2 and they still won!
Who is Steven Curry?
He goes to the same school as the girl whose skull you could see through while she was giving you brain.
Who is James Harden?
Who are you?
2009/04/25
Hey
J.J. has always been one of my favorite first names.
Cale can be really good steamed (correction: Kale)
Let's start over; NAturally.
Cale can be really good steamed (correction: Kale)
Let's start over; NAturally.
2009/04/24
Hip Hoop
Hey, I went to high school with Derrick. One time we played Beat It, yours truly on guitar and himself on the kit. It was a hit with at least 20% of the minorities in attendance at said private K-12 institution.
Everyone likes Galt MacDermot and noone really can say why; allmusic will say his brand of "no-funk" finds its appeal from being so damn cheesy and uncool, people who use the full 10% of their brain would call this unpretentious on the part of señor MacDermot and his personal crew of flunky session players.
Dan The Automator and Prince Paul are blatant fans of the man's jams.
He also wrote the music to the musical HAIR, people younger than myself, who didn't perform in a high school/summer stock/amateur basement version of it, would probably know of the song "Age Of Aquarius" thanks to Judd Apatow directing Steve Carrel, Paul Rudd, Faux-MC Hammer (that poor bastard, might as well have played I NEED $) in The 40 Year Old Virgin
CLick here to add your name to the list of fans of the man's work "Shapes of Rhythm"
Everyone likes Galt MacDermot and noone really can say why; allmusic will say his brand of "no-funk" finds its appeal from being so damn cheesy and uncool, people who use the full 10% of their brain would call this unpretentious on the part of señor MacDermot and his personal crew of flunky session players.
Dan The Automator and Prince Paul are blatant fans of the man's jams.
He also wrote the music to the musical HAIR, people younger than myself, who didn't perform in a high school/summer stock/amateur basement version of it, would probably know of the song "Age Of Aquarius" thanks to Judd Apatow directing Steve Carrel, Paul Rudd, Faux-MC Hammer (that poor bastard, might as well have played I NEED $) in The 40 Year Old Virgin
CLick here to add your name to the list of fans of the man's work "Shapes of Rhythm"
basketball
I feel like one of those fucking kids in Newsies posting links to a Bethlehem Shoals Sporting News® Post, but I think he is writing about the best sub-plot of the entire playoffs so far. Remember the Fish that Saved Pittsburgh!
I can't comment on the playoffs in any capacity because I'm isolated from the immediate impact the viewing of a game delivers. I DO want to watch Denver play, really badly; almost as much as I can't believe they're actually doing this playoff thing without Iverson; the Jadakis/AI corollary only grows stronger over time, I don't know why, but I always thought the most prophetic thing that ever was uttered by Kiss and Styles P. in tandem went:
J: You might find your man dead in the ocean
P(A little too far away from his microphone): IT BE AIGHT THOUGH
J: You know dead rappers get better promotion.
I wish I wouldn't feel the need to complain about having to work an hour on Friday, because I'm a selfish child, but listen to birds of feather, why not? It's linked below from an earlier day.
I can't comment on the playoffs in any capacity because I'm isolated from the immediate impact the viewing of a game delivers. I DO want to watch Denver play, really badly; almost as much as I can't believe they're actually doing this playoff thing without Iverson; the Jadakis/AI corollary only grows stronger over time, I don't know why, but I always thought the most prophetic thing that ever was uttered by Kiss and Styles P. in tandem went:
J: You might find your man dead in the ocean
P(A little too far away from his microphone): IT BE AIGHT THOUGH
J: You know dead rappers get better promotion.
I wish I wouldn't feel the need to complain about having to work an hour on Friday, because I'm a selfish child, but listen to birds of feather, why not? It's linked below from an earlier day.
Blood
Does oxy clean actually work?
Why do fat bearded men get paid exorbitant sums of money to appear on obnoxious infomercials?
Youtube is cool, here's a song called Princess Gika by Galt MacDermot
Here's my favorite track off of the new Doom record, Born Like This:
Coincidence, I think not...
Here's a potentially danceable MP3 that I constructed recently: Algorhythm
Why do fat bearded men get paid exorbitant sums of money to appear on obnoxious infomercials?
Youtube is cool, here's a song called Princess Gika by Galt MacDermot
Here's my favorite track off of the new Doom record, Born Like This:
Coincidence, I think not...
Here's a potentially danceable MP3 that I constructed recently: Algorhythm
2009/04/21
Decline
Beirut is one of several names that is associated with Beer Pong, a drinking game that jumped the shark long before Rick Reilly was encouraging his sons to flick their way to victory; if ONLY that could have been a lesson to them about finger fucking!
Beirut is one of several names that guy from New Mexico has assumed when recording his lush orchestrations that incorporate elements of Balkan Rhythms, unusual horn/string combinations and one of those very once in a while kind of voices.
Beirut is one of several places I cannot locate on a map without some type of aural aid device.
Jacques Brel is the secret behind all three of these examples; his "Seasons in The Sun" is all I can hear in my mental tapes when I contemplate Canadian Pop in the '70s, even though the performance we are all so familiar with is by one Terry Jacks. Peep his allmusic.com profile if time allows for enhanced factoids and related artists.
Here's a certain work of his that you can find all about by clicking through!
Beirut is one of several names that guy from New Mexico has assumed when recording his lush orchestrations that incorporate elements of Balkan Rhythms, unusual horn/string combinations and one of those very once in a while kind of voices.
Beirut is one of several places I cannot locate on a map without some type of aural aid device.
Jacques Brel is the secret behind all three of these examples; his "Seasons in The Sun" is all I can hear in my mental tapes when I contemplate Canadian Pop in the '70s, even though the performance we are all so familiar with is by one Terry Jacks. Peep his allmusic.com profile if time allows for enhanced factoids and related artists.
Here's a certain work of his that you can find all about by clicking through!
2009/04/18
Pavo con alliolli
When you want to figure out a room's acoustic tendencies you can stick a microphone next to a speaker that runs a feedback loop of the single phrase you wish to have heard perfectly clear by as many of those in attendance as possible; "The reason we're all here is to get along."
So, the blog can have it's own feedback loop if it wants to with the uploads.
Here's one from a band that featured a gay guy, Elliott Smith and a guy who married a member of a band that I always thought was full of lesbians, Sleater-Kinney.
Anyhoo, it's here.
Speaking of Portland, who's excited for the playoffs? I for one, having not witnessed a single regular season game, don't know what to think; what's the playoffs without either Mike Dunleavy?
So, the blog can have it's own feedback loop if it wants to with the uploads.
Here's one from a band that featured a gay guy, Elliott Smith and a guy who married a member of a band that I always thought was full of lesbians, Sleater-Kinney.
Anyhoo, it's here.
Speaking of Portland, who's excited for the playoffs? I for one, having not witnessed a single regular season game, don't know what to think; what's the playoffs without either Mike Dunleavy?
2009/04/17
flaky flake
flake music; that pre shins shindig that Chiara threw my way once.
Hope everyone is having a great weekday segue in to weekend; I personally am doing great; a period of intense listening has begun anew!
much love all
Hope everyone is having a great weekday segue in to weekend; I personally am doing great; a period of intense listening has begun anew!
much love all
2009/04/15
Latin Prescriptive Grammars
2009/04/14
2009/04/13
2009/04/12
fuck you
Ok, pre-release party, but first: Harvard has problems, yikes...and now, birds of a feather; I wrote a poem in the genre section, kind of. Thank you's and other things tomorrow, until then, listen up!
and check out minnie ripperton at Nice Guy Eddie's joint, those who know know, or so said a great sage of the college age daze once, we thought.
Berlin?
and check out minnie ripperton at Nice Guy Eddie's joint, those who know know, or so said a great sage of the college age daze once, we thought.
Berlin?
Oberlin at large
First of all, I have no comment as to the tendencies of Oberlin College graduates; that shit is nobody's business but themselves.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/12/books/review/Schillinger-t.html?_r=1&emc=eta1
For the lazy non-copy past crowd.
St. Francis loved the birds
so it's only right
to head on out to capastrano
even if it's for just one night
I can't spell too well
especially not digital
toes and fingers
feign inertia
read a book
who is this bird? I found out about her here: LDP KOO KOO!
I was at my free beach house flat earth piso México, with Germans, A French gal, a finnish-american princess (a frog and a princess together, just like Tom Robbins said...) and of course the entire Italian Royal family.
R-BD
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/12/books/review/Schillinger-t.html?_r=1&emc=eta1
For the lazy non-copy past crowd.
St. Francis loved the birds
so it's only right
to head on out to capastrano
even if it's for just one night
I can't spell too well
especially not digital
toes and fingers
feign inertia
read a book
who is this bird? I found out about her here: LDP KOO KOO!
I was at my free beach house flat earth piso México, with Germans, A French gal, a finnish-american princess (a frog and a princess together, just like Tom Robbins said...) and of course the entire Italian Royal family.
R-BD
2009/04/10
strawberry banana hammock in heaven
http://www.interviewmagazine.com/blogs/culture/2009-04-09/nick-koenig/
for all those who don't like copying and pasting. Choice is important!
for all those who don't like copying and pasting. Choice is important!
2009/04/03
Lord Have Mercy
The team is all here again in Huelva, it's pretty magical, that is to say, magical things are happening.
Rafael Capo García Rodon
That's it.
I love Ten Years After, I know not everyone will, but the album WATT has taught me everything I ever needed to know about my life as an aspiring musician/pirate.
Lead singer/lead guitarists are cool, and Ten Years After has a great one.
'Gonna Run' is my personal favorite, but 'Think About The Times' is a close second.
TYA-W
Rafael Capo García Rodon
That's it.
I love Ten Years After, I know not everyone will, but the album WATT has taught me everything I ever needed to know about my life as an aspiring musician/pirate.
Lead singer/lead guitarists are cool, and Ten Years After has a great one.
'Gonna Run' is my personal favorite, but 'Think About The Times' is a close second.
TYA-W
2009/04/02
WEll Well Well
I am not a hiphop fan. I am not a rap fan. I am not sure of anything anymore. I don't care.
Here's Tupac's album that came after "All Eyez on Me", the one that most people don't have a copy of but have mix CDs, labeled with words like "Middle School Dance Party".
It's pretty pretty good. Why would I lie to you? AMG gives it 5 stars, I didn't know that.
2P-MATW
Here's Tupac's album that came after "All Eyez on Me", the one that most people don't have a copy of but have mix CDs, labeled with words like "Middle School Dance Party".
It's pretty pretty good. Why would I lie to you? AMG gives it 5 stars, I didn't know that.
2P-MATW
2009/04/01
Working Out
Basketball is the best form of meditation available as things currently stand in this industrial hovel in the dirtball dirty south of Spain. Slovenia is producing 3/4's at an astonishing pace. I have noone to talk to about Tom Tolbert blowing dunks on the Magic nor Bill Walton having a conversation with Greg Oden after three swishers and a gravity bong built by Nate.
The Kinks wanted to make a movie, and why not? The idea was that they could base it loosely on real events, and somehow incorporate Australia. You can read about it anywhere but here. So, by that logic, they made a soundtrack to the movie before they could secure the funds for shooting the darn thing. The "concept" album that emerged has some elements to it that I am highly fond of; they turn the drums up and let loose on a few tracks as well as including horns in a totally distinct manner, vis-a-vis "Muswell Hillbillies" or "Lola Versus Powerman and the Moneygoround, part one"
They called it Arthur.
TK-AOTDOTBE
Graham Chapman rest in peace, 20 years that's fucking crazy.
The Kinks wanted to make a movie, and why not? The idea was that they could base it loosely on real events, and somehow incorporate Australia. You can read about it anywhere but here. So, by that logic, they made a soundtrack to the movie before they could secure the funds for shooting the darn thing. The "concept" album that emerged has some elements to it that I am highly fond of; they turn the drums up and let loose on a few tracks as well as including horns in a totally distinct manner, vis-a-vis "Muswell Hillbillies" or "Lola Versus Powerman and the Moneygoround, part one"
They called it Arthur.
TK-AOTDOTBE
Graham Chapman rest in peace, 20 years that's fucking crazy.
2009/03/31
Speaker Wire
This basically explains everything, I think.
Tom Robbins is a rollicking good time for this reader when he's under the influence of small town spanish isolation.
Listen to TAKSTAR, he actually has something to say; at least the message reads loud and clear when amplified.
Keep living, start breathing with some vigor.
2009/03/30
Morning Wake Up
I don't want to go to work. I'm petrified, sitting stone-faced in a cafeteria with headphones on.
New Jersey Nets Basketball is once again dismal and lottery bound.
Do I have wisdom teeth coming in at 22?
Berlin gaga is all exciting, I hope I can actually muster up the courage to go to work.
New Jersey Nets Basketball is once again dismal and lottery bound.
Do I have wisdom teeth coming in at 22?
Berlin gaga is all exciting, I hope I can actually muster up the courage to go to work.
2009/03/29
2009/03/28
Two Things
R. Kelly's "I Wish" remains atop my most played songs that I don't have in my iTunes.
Watch here, now that it is unembeddable.
Dick Cavett blogs movingly over his love affair with magic.
Watch here, now that it is unembeddable.
Dick Cavett blogs movingly over his love affair with magic.
2009/03/26
Voglio
I am in love, yes yes yes yes, love.
It's perhaps a young love, but that's ooooook.
Naivete is a friend in this day and age of cynicism.
Here's the third Make Believe LP: Going to the Bone Church
People are SLAMMING Jim Cramer, can you blame them? Populist RAGE!!!! Soon the government will have to outlaw ragehol...
MB-GTTBC
It's perhaps a young love, but that's ooooook.
Naivete is a friend in this day and age of cynicism.
Here's the third Make Believe LP: Going to the Bone Church
People are SLAMMING Jim Cramer, can you blame them? Populist RAGE!!!! Soon the government will have to outlaw ragehol...
MB-GTTBC
Some things
time is not passing slowly here in Andalucía, even if it is the tendency of the people to move like molasses on the streets. Good news is that Tocaya is back together and better than ever. Bad news is that I have to keep hearing these same shitty Spanish pop songs whenever I access internet, but headphones in a coffee shop is kind of rude, no? I'll try next time when I come in the morning here...
I can't stop listening to Bob Dylan's "Idiot Wind"; some of the lyrics aren't his best, (or are they?) but the chord progression is so awesome to jam along with. Also the organ on the version I have is absolute wrenching; I read once that there are two versions of Blood on The Tracks, one with NY session players and one with a band from Minnesota. What is it about the great lake state that produces so many fine American musicians; Zimmerman himself and Prince to name a few (I'm including Morris Day over The Hold Steady, and probably ignorant of a slathering of other top notch artists, but oh well)
I also have been listening to a lot of Nick Drake. I read his biography over last summer on a chance discovery at Raven Books in Harvard Square area up in Cambridge, Mass. His usage of so-called open tunings, and the really austere, but moving arrangements of his songs are almost as powerful as the bass lines of the random Daddy Yankee song that currently thumps on the television here in Lyceo, the wifi spot.
ND-FLL
I can't stop listening to Bob Dylan's "Idiot Wind"; some of the lyrics aren't his best, (or are they?) but the chord progression is so awesome to jam along with. Also the organ on the version I have is absolute wrenching; I read once that there are two versions of Blood on The Tracks, one with NY session players and one with a band from Minnesota. What is it about the great lake state that produces so many fine American musicians; Zimmerman himself and Prince to name a few (I'm including Morris Day over The Hold Steady, and probably ignorant of a slathering of other top notch artists, but oh well)
I also have been listening to a lot of Nick Drake. I read his biography over last summer on a chance discovery at Raven Books in Harvard Square area up in Cambridge, Mass. His usage of so-called open tunings, and the really austere, but moving arrangements of his songs are almost as powerful as the bass lines of the random Daddy Yankee song that currently thumps on the television here in Lyceo, the wifi spot.
ND-FLL
2009/03/25
Like Blagojevich
HOw long does it take for something to become "un-newsworthy"; I was reading about the Wire recently and there is a part when Mcnulty loses it because his fake story gets put in the middle of the paper instead of on the front page; so, perhaps there are degrees to one's newsworthiness.
Corruption charges tend to loom long after the initial damage has been done. Nothing seemed more farcical in the wake of a looming economic crisis than the proceedings in Springfield/Chicago Illinois with the Governor Rod.
Matters not, it matters not!
Some light reading on the topic of existence, or maybe existenz. I JUST DON'T KNOW ANYMORE!
So, a friend recently referred to the Mean as the meh, but I think everyone should take a listen to the full length that is available for streaming and decide whether or not this band is doing something really great.
Now, the first Make Believe LP, I believe; Shock of Being. The first time I heard "One Zero"; I was overwhelmed with thoughts and a bit of confusion, after 50+ listens I know that this band is official. Their bass player had to learn on the fly, the drummer omits a hi-hat in favor of a stationary tambourine, while playing some snaking, quaking keyboard lines with a free hand. I could sing this band's praises for days, but instead just grab this and hear something yourself.
Personal comment of the day: I miss everybody back in the States more and more and more and more everyday; the return will be glorious, for there can be no glory without war, this is our unsavory condition.
Is it cold back in Ohio? Is it cold back East? It's unseasonably cold here in Smellva; which makes me want to head for the hills once more and sleep in a warmer, albeit smaller bed.
MB-SOB
I just broke a chair by sitting on it and concentrating, my power is growing...
Corruption charges tend to loom long after the initial damage has been done. Nothing seemed more farcical in the wake of a looming economic crisis than the proceedings in Springfield/Chicago Illinois with the Governor Rod.
Matters not, it matters not!
Some light reading on the topic of existence, or maybe existenz. I JUST DON'T KNOW ANYMORE!
So, a friend recently referred to the Mean as the meh, but I think everyone should take a listen to the full length that is available for streaming and decide whether or not this band is doing something really great.
Now, the first Make Believe LP, I believe; Shock of Being. The first time I heard "One Zero"; I was overwhelmed with thoughts and a bit of confusion, after 50+ listens I know that this band is official. Their bass player had to learn on the fly, the drummer omits a hi-hat in favor of a stationary tambourine, while playing some snaking, quaking keyboard lines with a free hand. I could sing this band's praises for days, but instead just grab this and hear something yourself.
Personal comment of the day: I miss everybody back in the States more and more and more and more everyday; the return will be glorious, for there can be no glory without war, this is our unsavory condition.
Is it cold back in Ohio? Is it cold back East? It's unseasonably cold here in Smellva; which makes me want to head for the hills once more and sleep in a warmer, albeit smaller bed.
MB-SOB
I just broke a chair by sitting on it and concentrating, my power is growing...
Gimme Gimme Gimme Shock Treatment
I am always sold on a band when they can make me feel something exciting. Morphine's snaking bass-lines, eruptive saxophone and hypnotic vocals combine for a really interesting listen.
Thanks to el gato negro for this lovely possibility
M-G
Thanks to el gato negro for this lovely possibility
M-G
2009/03/24
Writhing in Agony
There might be a music video in the works for some stuff I made.
Who's afraid of Virginia Woolfe?
Ok, enough sputtering. There will be plenty of music to come in the near future as well as some PDF, printable, files of texts that are deemed of interest by yours truly. Maybe Sam Newhouse will help, maybe this is the first he's heard of it, I'll wait and see if he responds.
Tarentino's face is plastered all over Dewar's ads here in Huelva, along with Clive Owen; ok...
Who's afraid of Virginia Woolfe?
Ok, enough sputtering. There will be plenty of music to come in the near future as well as some PDF, printable, files of texts that are deemed of interest by yours truly. Maybe Sam Newhouse will help, maybe this is the first he's heard of it, I'll wait and see if he responds.
Tarentino's face is plastered all over Dewar's ads here in Huelva, along with Clive Owen; ok...
2009/03/18
Son
Let the record state, that when I had the chance to go pursue love over logic and reaso/the mundane day to day of buttfuck Spain, that I made the easiest decision of my life. Goddamn, it's been an incredible 5 day weekend; never felt more productive or happier with how I spent my time. Now I'm off to Olive Country, to seek my fortune in turning pits in to some kind of device for sustainable energy, same goes for Orange rinds in Valencia.
I just finished a butt ton of tracks, but I've got to finalize them before they can be consumed for general purposes. Two thoughts on that:
1) Knee Jerk-Reactions are never voluntary.
2) I am learning the limitations of the human vocal chords, slowly but surely.
Anyways, why not some spicy pub jazz to compliment that Kinks record that you're no doubt putting on heavy rotation? Squirrel Nut Zippers are a lovely one-hit wonder with the single "Hell" off the album "Hot": all DMX/Earl Simmons comparisons begin and end here, save for the possibility of the worst kind of mash-up.
SNZ-H
My only other thought, before I run for the hills, is that class conflict might become en vogue again; like someone doing a cover of Pulp's "Common People" and not remembering that Shatner fucking KILLED IT (Ben Folds on production).
I just finished a butt ton of tracks, but I've got to finalize them before they can be consumed for general purposes. Two thoughts on that:
1) Knee Jerk-Reactions are never voluntary.
2) I am learning the limitations of the human vocal chords, slowly but surely.
Anyways, why not some spicy pub jazz to compliment that Kinks record that you're no doubt putting on heavy rotation? Squirrel Nut Zippers are a lovely one-hit wonder with the single "Hell" off the album "Hot": all DMX/Earl Simmons comparisons begin and end here, save for the possibility of the worst kind of mash-up.
SNZ-H
My only other thought, before I run for the hills, is that class conflict might become en vogue again; like someone doing a cover of Pulp's "Common People" and not remembering that Shatner fucking KILLED IT (Ben Folds on production).
2009/03/17
Smuse
I have this feeling I completely missed St. Patrick's Day; well at least the drinking portion, I was festooned in the finest green I could find last minute.
You know who looked Irish? Elliott Smith. He also had a thing for quiet, trembling melodies and the occasional gutty guitar hook that has won me over since I was introduced to his music through "The Royal Tenenbaums" scene that always makes me cry.
His last album, released posthumously, that wasn't titled "New Moon" or whatever the fuck that was, came to be known as Songs From a Basement on a Hill. It was supposedly going to be his "White" Album, that was 2006. Crazy to think that Heatmiser's Mic City Sons came out in 1994! 12 years is a serious grind when you're writing music like that guy; in reality he was really incredibly prolific. So, I'll pay tribute, one way or the other, and hope someone finds something in at least one of these tracks.
ES-FABOAH
You know who looked Irish? Elliott Smith. He also had a thing for quiet, trembling melodies and the occasional gutty guitar hook that has won me over since I was introduced to his music through "The Royal Tenenbaums" scene that always makes me cry.
His last album, released posthumously, that wasn't titled "New Moon" or whatever the fuck that was, came to be known as Songs From a Basement on a Hill. It was supposedly going to be his "White" Album, that was 2006. Crazy to think that Heatmiser's Mic City Sons came out in 1994! 12 years is a serious grind when you're writing music like that guy; in reality he was really incredibly prolific. So, I'll pay tribute, one way or the other, and hope someone finds something in at least one of these tracks.
ES-FABOAH
2009/03/16
is Jeff Lynne a rock legend?
The guy behind ELO, The Traveling Wilburys (he played bass/spent a good number of hours removing George Harrison's then-greying pubic hair from his teeth)and a handful of other projects that I don't know dick about, is producing Regina Spektor's new long-play record. Well, he's been around the block, but his production has never been something i think back too fondly of. Spektor has undeniable talent; that voice, oh my the voice, and the piano skills to compliment it all. She has changed sounds on every album; the dark, dirty "Soviet Kitsch" the foray in to pop/dreamy love songs that we call "Begin to Hope" and probably some other shit.
Ben Folds Feat. Regina Spektor-You Don't Know Me
Sumthin i read on pitchfork that made me write the above.
Ben Folds Feat. Regina Spektor-You Don't Know Me
Sumthin i read on pitchfork that made me write the above.
Farley
Ok, so there is at least one person studying/teaching abroad who has to look exactly like Chris Farley; I think I found her.
While we're on the topic, did you know the Farley family made serious bank up in Wisconsin in the pavement business.
NYT front page is blabbing about 27.5 billion for road construction crews, the country over. I wonder who gets the money in Wisconsin...
While we're on the topic, did you know the Farley family made serious bank up in Wisconsin in the pavement business.
NYT front page is blabbing about 27.5 billion for road construction crews, the country over. I wonder who gets the money in Wisconsin...
I've been had
I was reading the visitor counter to the right, and I have a feeling that someone is going to flag the blog soon; you can't ever be too paranoid, but it seems that the clamps are going to come down in the future upon those who share music for free on their website, even if they go about it in a slightly sly manner, but oh well, here's some more music anyway.
Lesley Wynn, thank you.
K-MH
Lesley Wynn, thank you.
K-MH
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