Thursday, March 29, 2012
Calculator? Abacus? Calculator-abacus? Yes. Yes. Yes. I want one now!
I've become a germaphobe. Which, I'm sure is not the technical term, but it fits nice next to my slight case of OCD. All you need to know is that it's been a fun week.
Mike Simonetti. We've posted some of his other stuff around these parts. Head honcho of everyone's favorite nu/old-disco label Italians Do It Better. I am a huge fan of both Mike Simonetti and IDIB. They each bring their own skill sets to the table though. The label is heavy on the Italo-disco sound thing-er and Mike Simonetti is just Mike Simonetti. And that is why I love him. His tracks don't remind me of the label at all and that is why it's great.
This one starts off a little house-y but then evolves into an fancy little joint. The Afro sound is going to be the noticeable part but what is impressive is how he uses it without sounding cliche. It's got that strong percussion driven effort and the call and response lyrics but still holds on to this weird etheral sound that I've noticed from Simonetti's last few tracks.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
You can't leave anything around Brian Wilson. He's like a child - everything ends up in his mouth at some point.
There is a dub version you can find on YouTube of this track. I dare you to tell me what the difference is. I guess the dub version is slightly slower, but that has to be it.
Found this gem on a recent podcast from Little White Earbuds with the guy who runs L.I.E.S. I recommend checking it out if only for the tracklist. "Some Baltimore shit" and "some Jersey shit", for example.
Nothing like listening to a bunch of crazy house/disco real loud on the bus. It's the perfect soundtrack for a slow ride home in the dark, really. It's normally me, a bunch of college students, and the crazies. I think the crazies like the music the best. One women had her tongue out at me and I swear her head was bopping to the beat of the track I was listening to. We shared a moment.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
He was the Tim Tebow of the California skateboarding scene in the 1980s.
Yea, this version maybe a little too house-y for some of you but I don't care. It's Talk Talk. And I love Talk Talk. I have a strong memory of lying on my parents' living room floor spring break freshman year and listening to Spirit of Eden. I remember thinking how awesome I that album was and how little I knew what he was signing about. I had no idea what he was talking about but it was beautiful. It was sexy and beautiful and charming all at the same time.
It's My Life isn't a song from that album but this is a pretty fun version. Except for the part where it just abruptly ends. I don't know what that's all about.
I bet that kid was into Talk Talk. He knows what I'm talking about.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Yep, that's a Polaroid from the set of Blade Runner. There is more where that came from.
We all know he was android right? Also, this is going to sound really nerdy but I wished that the movie included the plot from the book involving that sheep they were hiding.
Harrison Ford is such a weirdo. Back in the day, before people were taking dirty pictures of themselves with their cellphones this was the only way to do it probably. You needed a Polaroid camera, and you had to take the picture, wait for it to develop, put it in an envelope and mail it to whomever you wanted to surprise. For some reason I find that whole process creepier.
Yea boy, another nice summer-ish, 80's edit. The original is nothing to sneeze at but this version is the preferred 80's edit of the weekend.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Is Michael Jordan a never nude?
I had not realized that the last post I did was Tuesday. That might be because it has been 80 degrees and sunny outside for the last three days. And it is Spring Break. Two things that make it really hard for me to focus on anything other than trying to figure out what patio I'm going to sit on and drink.
Speaking of summer, this one seems to fit the bill. Nice and summer and all shimmering. It's like a cool class of goodness on a hot summer day.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Listen, if we are not careful this is going to be a real life hipster thing in a couple of years. I can totally see this happening. So, be vigilant. Next time you see a hipster sporting a beard pull on that shit as hard as you can. Tell him you are doing him a favor. Tell him you are doing it for our future.
I find it odd that there are not more good songs sampling Whitney Houston. Seems like low-hanging fruit.
This track has been on repeat since about Friday. It seems like it's god all the necessary parts for a great summer jam. Speaking of, Summer Jam season is my favorite season of the year and it is right around the corner. It's better than Christmas. Can't wait. Can't wait.
Monday, March 19, 2012
It was 80 degrees today. In the middle of March. I couldn't ask for more. This seemed appropriate.
My favorite part, by far, are the bass steel drums. Why isn't that sound be used all over the place. It sounds amazing. We need less of this super-bassy dub-step sound that sounds like computer's are just malfunctioning at very low frequencies. These bass sounds are stunning.
I don't think I have ever head a version of "I Want You Back" that I don't like. It just can't be done. It's the sound of rainbows, cool breezes, and drinking outside.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Mhmmmmm, fuck yea Brutalism. It's got the warmth and loving touch of a semi-truck running you over. Soviet Russia was a hard enough to live in, looking at this ever day would make me want to drink vodka all the time too.
Deep, deep, jam. Get your Friday on with this one. Way more funky than that Brutalism above. Wayyyy more funky.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
If Sade can make a come back then I say we all jump on the Grace Jones come back that is due to happen any day now. Any. Day.
Also, Larry Levin is not too shabby. Not shabby at all.
I spent most of the day studying public finance so my brain really isn't working. When I last put this song on and the dogs started parking in it I thought they were outside my window.
Was Grace Jones a product of the 80's or is it possible she simply could not have existed in any other decade. Just look at that album cover. Everything about it awesome. Not in the the ironic, hipster, 80's fetish way of, "it's fun to think about the 1980's and think about how cool they were." No, it's more like, how awesome does she look in that photo and if that was 2012 it would still be an awesome photo and you know you couldn't hate.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Crabhead? Crab head? Crab-head.
You probably shouldn't listen to this anywhere you think you are going to be judged for having the sounds of a woman groaning coming out of your speakers. Just saying.
Also, I want to take this opportunity to thank whomever gave my name to the mail-order penis enlargement company. I got to have that awkward conversation with my roommate about why I received a piece of mail with a disclaimer on the front that read, "Sexually explicit material and photos." Who ever you are, you're a lamb.
You crab-head, you.
Monday, March 12, 2012
No, of course Centaurs are real. How else would we have this Centaur skeleton, dummy?
Ok, full disclosure, I didn't discover this track first or anything. I found it over at the amazing Feel My Bicep blog. Go check it out. In fact, I still lots of stuff from them so - big up to those fine folks.
The internet bored me today. Yep, 1st world problems. Very 1st world, but still. Step your game up people with internet connections, I can't be expected to focus all day at work. I need some down time where I cup my chin and stare at my computer screen pretending I'm really into my work when I'm really just trying to look at NSFW photos on Gawker. I'm not asking for much here.
If this track was a drink it would be a tall glass of lemonade with blueberry vodka.
When do I get to start drinking outside again, god damn it?
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Dude, its about to get disco heavy around these parts. Just, fair warning, alright? I don't want to hear about how I didn't warn you. We are going to dig down and find those hidden gems. The deep cuts if you will.
"What are you listening to these days?"
"Disco track edits. All day. Every day."
"I know, it is exhausting work. You can all thank me later."
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Yes, I took a week off. I know I said I would never leave you alone again for that long, but baby, sometimes things happen. See that picture above? That's what my life has been like lately. Also, how did you clean this up back in the day? That had to of been a logistical nightmare.
Let's talk about this track. Let's talk about how totally amazingly awesome this track is. I love every single note of this track. I love how the first four minutes are this explosion of disco goodness. It's like a firework of funk, glitter, horns, and strings. And then, it doesn't go away at all it just turns into that burn. That nice, slow, burn. It's like they just wanted to meditate a little bit on what they had just done. Survey the damage. Then they just let go - they just let it go to see how long it will burn for. It's one of those incense sticks were the ash just burns all the way down without falling over. Just like that.
Lastly, we might be throwing a disco party in a few months. Seriously. At a real live bar. Disco. New and old. Details to come.
Friday, March 2, 2012
More Slava. Slava. Sllllllaaaavvvvaaaaa. It's a weird name really. Just say it real slowly. It's kind of weird. Right?
I think this is the logical extension of the weird obsession of late with synths. Stoners playing with synths only stays interesting for so long. Don't get me wrong, it can be exciting if executed correctly but other times it can be boring and a little self indulgent.
I'm digging this though. Weird ethereal sythns matched with some hi-hats and a weird vocal sample. If this is where things are going I can live with that.