Monday, April 30, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Bronco Peyton received a rifle for his 9th birthday. He named it "Honey".
When Bronco Peyton grows up this is what I want people to say about him:
He is the Napoleon of crime, Watson. He is the organizer of half that is evil and of nearly all that is undetected in this great city. He is a genius, a philosopher, an abstract thinker. He has a brain of the first order. He sits motionless, like a spider in the center of its web, but that web has a thousand radiations, and he knows well every quiver of each of them. He does little himself. He only plans. But his agents are numerous and splendidly organized. Is there a crime to be done, a paper to be abstracted, we will say, a house to be rifled, a man to be removed--the word is passed to the Professor, the matter is organized and carried out. The agent may be caught. In that case money is found for his bail or his defence. But the central power which uses the agent is never caught--never so much as suspected. This was the organization which I deduced, Watson, and which I devoted my whole energy to exposing and breaking up.Only then will I know he has made it.
Friday, April 27, 2012
A bunch of random thoughts:
I don't think there is anything more intemidating than a sixty year-old woman with sleeve tattoos. It's kind of the post punk thing ever.
French jams! At least that's what Beats In Space was all about this week. This one was my favorite. Also, lets talk about this video. It's all buses from Dublin, Ireland. Just still photos of Dublin buses throughout history set to the music of Pepe Bradock. Which is odd, because when I think about Bradock's music I mostly think about fun, summer-ish things that involve cocktails. Not buses. Nothing against buses though, I love them too. Especially the crazies on the bus. This goes out to them.
Unpopular opinion: City planners - they really are just as annoying as law students, right? I'm just saying that the dirty little secret is that it's really all just about figuring out where to put the sidewalks. And the bike lanes. Gotta make room for the bike lanes.
I learned yesterday that there is a famous NFL player from the 1920's who was named Bronko. Which is awesome and sucks at the same time. It's awesome because his name was Bronko and sucks because I was going to name my first boy Bronco. I'm sorry to see someone got to it before I did.
Bronco Peyton. I was going to raise him to be an outlaw. Or possibly a Barron of some sorts.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Yea, I know. Its been like five days. Sorry. You know the deal.
I don't care what anyone says, I love the Flaming Lips. I think they are just mind blowingly awesome. They do weird right. There is a lot of "weird" music out there which gets labeled "weird" simply because it isn't normal. A lot of that stuff is just not good and kind of obnoxious. The Flaming Lips have been honing their weird craft for over 20 years. They have it down to an art. A horribly, tripped out, art unlike you have ever seen/heard.
And that's why I love them.
And I also adore Lighting Bolt. We use to throw dance parties in college at our apartment and end the evening on a 12 minute long, noise rock, Lighting Bolt track. To this day, the best way to clear out a party. Hands down.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
I don't know what is going on in this photo but I like it. It was labeled as the "Ballet Society", so take that for what you will.
Yes, I am fully aware this is only a two minute teaser for this track. But I can't help it. I love it that much. Put this on your headphones and turn it up as loud as it will go. Two minutes of heaven.
When the wavy bass drops about 30 second into the track? God damn. That's why I listen to hours of music that does nothing for me. I listen to all that garbage to get to the good stuff. I've put an order in for this album. Can't wait. I feel like a child waiting for Christmas day.
Also, I like to think that the three guys sitting on the floor in the photo above would be really into this tune. I don't know, I just feel like they could use a pick-me-up and this track might do the trick.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Andre the Giant once got so drunk that when he fell asleep in the hallway at his hotel no one could move him. So, for a blanket they used the cover from a grand piano.
I don't know what my problem has been recently, I just can't get into anything. When that happens I end up listening to a lot of metal. And, I assume you guys probably don't want to hear any metal. But while we are on the topic the new Torche album and the new Big Business EP are both rad. Go get your metal kicks with those two.
I heard this track on this week's episode of the Beat Oracle. I've written about Julio Bashmore before - he had one of my favorite tracks from last year, "Battle for Middle You". I'm digging this one too. It's some great, laid back, chilled out house music. Put it on when you are just sitting around, lol-ing with your cats. They will appreciate it.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
This is Pablo Picasso wearing a cow's head at the beach. I swear.
Oh, we have our first official endorsement here at Denim On Demin. Castello Beer! Also, I'm a sucker for quality packing. So I think that helps as well. Really, it's fantastic. Go get some.
Sometimes, without even trying, the internet just gifts you an awesome track. I was looking for the original version of this track and thought I had been listening to it until I realized it was actually this remix. I still haven't found the original version but I'm digging this. I think chill disco is an appropriate title. I don't know, this was a random, rainy, Saturday afternoon find. Enjoy.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Look! Guitars! Bass guitars! Real drums! Key boards not used in a house, disco, techno, style! True story - I don't only listen to electronic music or unknown disco singles.
I've been on a baaaaaaaaaddddd Spiritualized kick lately. It happens about once every eight months, I would say. I listen to Spiritualized and I immediately want to be in London in the late 1990's. I want to have long hair, wear t-shirts with holes in them, and smoke fags. I want to listen to basically a bunch of drug addicts make horrible addicting music about how much they love being drug addicts.
Also, this track is a perennial favorite to make it into the summer jam hall of fame.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Early 90's house music. Some of you will like it, some of you will hate it. You've been warned.
When I become a major league baseball hitter this is going to be my at bat music. Everyone else is going to have some lame hip-hop or country song and I'm going to be sporting this banging Chicago house track. I'm going to be the coolest baseball player ever.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Another track from Omar S's label FXHE. I don't know what his exact work was on this track, he might have done nothing, but it's still a super bitching tracking. I think there is something really sexy about it. I mean, clearly the vocal tracks have something to do with it but it goes beyond that. It's her voice. Sometimes it sounds like it is just going to fall off a cliff at but she holds on and sings the lyrics with such earnest. It sounds like she is singing in some sort of malfunctioning computer world.
I find the use of the electronic bleeps and bloops interesting as well. It's a pretty simple, up-front, enjoyable track, with the little key parts here and there, but then he throws in these unsettling electronic noises. It's a real juxtaposition for a sound like that but it still works.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Lighters can be thought of like how Native Americans think of the land: no one really owns the land you just borrow it for awhile. The same way no one owns a lighter, you just possess it for sometime before someone else "owns" it.
Ahh, yes, chapter 37 of my attempted to document every Omar S track. If he ever needs an official biographer I'm his dude. Got that on lock down.
The vocals are going to be the staying point with this one but I really like the keys and funky bass line that I associate with the man. Those bass lines act like they got somewhere to go. Like they own the god damn place.
I've become obsessed with the show Doomsday Preppers. I can't get enough of it. It is one of televisions crowning achievements. When I start to build my bunker I may only stock it with Omar S tracks. And probably some booze. Because of this I think I need to pair my prepping efforts with someone a little bit more responsible. I got the jams and drinks, I just need someone to bring everything else.
Friday, April 6, 2012
God damn. Ventriloquist dolls creep the shit out of me.
A real disco barn burner. This is how all weekends should start off. Although, it doesn't sound like you really want to stay at the Hollywood Seven, that doesn't make this song any less awesome.
Well played sirs. Well played.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Pola, it's ambient music. You gotta turn it up real loud to get it. No, louder.
Don't put this on if you are sleepy or operating heavy machinery, I don't want you hurting yourself.
It was gray all weekend in Akron. Or, to put it another way, the sky was really close to the ground. This track reminds me of that. It's sits heavy on you - like you just ate a huge meal and all you want is a nap. But then you see a ghost and you're like, Ghost, what are you doing here. And then you look out the window and see that your home is actually a boat in the middle of the ocean.
Yep, kind of like that.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Ummmmm, this is kind of a monster of a track. A little Detroit, techno-ish but the vocals are clearly the main event here. It has this shinny, metalic sound that is juxtaposed against these deep vocal tracks that just bounce of each other all over the place. The track sounds like it is going to explode into a million pieces at some parts but somehow it just always stays together. Fantastic.