Heard this jam at the Daniele Baldelli Boiler Room x Red Stripe x LN-CC party last week.
Carnatic Music
“A power house of talent has descended on the orchard of Carnatic Music to make it resplendent in all its varied hues and nuances, weaving around it a magnetic field that not only sustains the audience interest but makes them crave for a little more of it. This sudden and brilliant outburst of musical wizardry is from the tender hands of Master Shrinivas who with a caress of the strings of the tiny instrument Mandolin sets the pace for a thoroughly enjoyable fare of Carnatic music that normally has come to be regarded as the preserve of a few savant grade senior musicians”.
GLAD REAGAN DEAD
"We tell them dope stories, introduce them to the game /
Just like Oliver North introduced us to cocaine / In the 80s when the bricks came on military planes."
jaqapparatus1
Here's a film about the thing I've been working on this summer with the exceedingly talented Mr. Cunningham.
there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
Robert Abel
Diggin' on Robert Abel's work from the 1980s, particularly his graphics for 7-Up and Pepsi. See more here.
imprint your intent
"Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence."- Barbara Marciniak
Promos that don't suck
I was chatting to my buddy Matt the other night about how there's very few good music videos these days. Here are a couple of new and old ones I've seen lately that I like...
Antony and the Johnsons - Cut the World
Spiritualized - Little Girl
J. Cole - Who Dat?
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib - Shame
BABYLON
A film of sheer sound and fury, the uncompromising subject matter (it all but anticipates the race riots that engulfed inner cities soon after its 1980 release) and classic reggae soundtrack helped cement Babylon's reputation as one of the most powerful and historically significant documents about the black British experience ever made.
"Dreads with cockney/patwa accents, none of this foe american nonsense you hear wafting along the streets today." - Via Afro Saxon
jaqapparatus 1
Here's a sneak peek at a thing I'm working on. directed by demi-god Chris Cunningham, i can't say too much, but it involves robots and lasers. God knows I love me some robotics.
Glitch
Robocop is one of the best action movies in the golden era of action movies. This scene featuring the ED-209 has always stayed with me. maybe it's the CGI stop-motion. Or the ultra-violence.
smaller and smaller
Can't believe I missed these guys last night. this is my favourite track offa Angel Dust, a pivotal album for me coming up.
New Shit
Jiro Bevis thinks he has the best taste in everything -- especially in music. While this may or may not be true, I really enjoy highlighting the holes in his otherwise encyclopaedic knowledge. The biggest hole, as I told him the other night, was that all his musical references are pre-1990; he knows nothing about new music. Or so I thought. Just got this email from the big man:
"Here you go, 21 new tracks, no shit rich fake hipster kids from London who have no jobs or talent, no major labels or shit indie labels funded by major labels, no bullshit marketing or hyped up crap from shit music sites, all independent labels making music the right way."
Download: New Shit
Tracklist...
Young Marco - Moving Fast (Very Slowly)
Hatchback - Paradise Drive
Cos/Mes - Heavenly Trax' (Jonny Nash Remix)
Jahiliyya Fields - White Cabbage
Idjut Boys - One For Kenny
Soft Rocks - Wicker Man
Coloroma - Hapus
Kham Lingtsang Band - Solan
Sombrero Galaxy - Journey To The Centre of The Sun
Apiento - The Orange Place
Beautiful Swimmers - Excited
Alexis Le-Tan - Marathon Man
Roland Tings - Polo Sport
Sensual Beings - Detached Feelings
Slava - World of Spirits
Secret Circuit - Nebula Sphynx
Tom Noble - Malaco
Locussolus - Little Boots
Simoncino - Mystic Motion
Swimmers & Gang - Sexy
Run N Tug - All 4 You Instrumental
Andy Cameron: Rad Dude
A friend of mine died of a heart attack last night. Andy Cameron was my Creative Director when I worked at Wieden + Kennedy. But more than that, he was a mentor, a collaborator, and fellow joker. I was already in awe of the man as he'd worked at the Italian art school Fabrica, who also put out Colors magazine, which was the magazine that made me want to get into magazines.
The first time I met Andy he told me he needed to get out of the office, so we went for a walk around Weaver's Fields. It was a sunny day and lots of people were sitting on the grass in the park, including a group of Somali women in burkas. As we walked by, we were both surprised to see that these women were drinking cans of Special Brew. Ordinarily silent and veiled, these ladies were shouting and spitting, pissed out of their covered-up heads. We were both so thrilled and inspired by this tiny act of rebellion that we bunked off to the pub and took the rest of the day off. Best boss I ever had.
I don't know why I'm writing this. I just can't quite believe he's gone. I last saw him a couple of weeks ago, when I teased him for having awful dress sense, despite the many years he lived in Milan. Bad jeans and sideburns notwithstanding, Andy's youthful spirit, his artistic vision, his enthusiasm for innovation, his intelligence and his warmth are the lasting impression he left on everyone he met. I'll miss the old Scouser.
Hold on to the ones you love.
Amazonian Abode
I want to be in the Glass House that Brazilian architect Lina Bo Bardi built in the Amazon jungle.
Kingsmead Eyes Speak
I love this! A Hackney school class of 10-year-olds document their lives in photos. See more at Kingsmead Eyes Speak.
Worn Out
My buddy Nev on this short film he just made: "I had walked past this shop many times, before finally stepping inside. In a changing neighbourhood, there had been a shoe shop at 162 Chatsworth Road for almost 100 years."
Oops!
Created by Chris Beckman, “Oops” is a film composed entirely of YouTube videos in which the camera is accidentally dropped.
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