Wednesday, December 31, 2008

ALAN LICHT/DONNA SUMMER



The Old Victrola is a 40-minute noise piece, recorded live, in which Alan Licht loops the sustained vocal note from the bridge of "Dim All The Lights" by Donna Summer and plays guitar over it. Here's a cliff's notes version you can play in DJ sets. If you play this to a crowded room, you are either a genius or a moron, but either way, you're my hero. <3

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

ANIMAL COLLECTIVE




Sex between two relative strangers is sort of like two tectonic plates moving past one another, deep underneath the ocean. One plate happens into another plate, there's a slight vibration, and then a brief, passionless burst of steaming magma bubbles that streams through a crack in the ocean floor and gurgles to the surface. By the time it reaches the rest of the world, it contains barely as much force or meaning as a fart in a swimming pool. No one will talk about the food. They will only talk about the smell.

FABULOUS DIAMONDS 2




I went to a strip club once. This chubby bank manager was getting a phantom blowjob in a booth next to the entrance. He writhed around in his seat like a worm in a rain puddle while this lanky black girl in her early twenties mimed oral sex between the legs of his relaxed fit Dockers. His chapped little midwestern lips seemed to be mouthing dirty words, exposing gleaming rat beads in his mouth at the end of each syllable. It was disgusting.

His money ran out and the girl stood up and put her dress back on. It was tellingly white. She turned around and smiled. She said hi, seeming like she neither needed nor expected anything from us. Suddenly she was young and vibrant and bright and sunny and the rainclouds disappeared and the worms trotted back into the gardens to help the schoolkids grow tasty, colorful vegetables.

FABULOUS DIAMONDS




I hate Australia. P'nau. Empire of the Sun. Miami Horror. Gameboy/Gamegirl. Midnight Juggernauts. Cut Copy. Van She. Frontier FUCKING Psychiatrist. I hate Australia.

PATRICE BAUMEL





I put a 909 kick under this. I did this because in Minneapolis, Minnesota, no one I know likes techno. People like big, loud, nasty bass. People like handclaps. In order to like those things, people need a 4/4 bass drum. This track didn't have that, I assume because Patrice Baumel is from Europe where 4/4 bass drums are scoffed at by sweaty Europeans with sunglasses grafted to their faces and calendars which feature Ricardo Villalobos in various stages of undress on the beaches of Ibiza. I am completely ignorant of this music.