30/40th listen i think. one of the comments on youtube was that it was his last release in 10 years. i thought bullshit, but it’s actually right. he did a bunch of stuff on the analord series but this was the last track under aphex twin. i miss him.
the narrator is kind of comatosing but interesting stuff. when he shows how it’s been chopped up for pretty much every genre, i was also reminded of this. sample sample:
i’ve just come off a screenwipe binge and in one of the earlier episodes while talking about ‘celebrity’ he shows a montage (even rocky had a montage) of parkinson. they dubbed it with this. it’s pretty funny and head bangy. lyrics nsfw though.
childish gambino is donald glover is troy from community. he’s actually very good. he uses dope samples and his delivery is easy to understand, and funny.
first track is that ‘shine in’ i posted a couple of weeks ago. the album has some real gems and i’ve had to listen a few times before deciding whch tracks to post about. in no particala order:
if you go to his website, you can listen to the whole thing.
in the last episode of 30 rock, liz got dragged to a club she planned on hating, this song was playing. the internet isolated it and turns out tina fey wrote and sung it herself.
i like the lyric about tampons (her character keeps a mini-fridge in her office, because she likes her tampons cold).
sitting with my morning coffee, i started reading through the planning i’d been left to teach. i put on the solid steel podcast and these 2 tracks came on. i made 30 children listen to them both a few times during the first part of the morning. and then we danced to both before lunch. fun stuff.
on tuesday i’m teaching a school full of teachers and lsas on how to use their interactive whiteboards. i’m a little behind on the work so earlier today i sat down to write out the 3 hours worth of paydirt. i chose the social network ost for this track. in motion is playing while he’s hacking the face book pages around campus and it just makes me feel productive. and because my presentation is ict based i get to sit and pretend i’m breaking out emacs and modifying that pearl script (whereas i’m writing user guides on how to create a school dinner self registration flipchart).
i was skipping through a movie called ‘joshua‘ and stopped right at the end when i heard this song. i prefer the movie version (just piano) but the quality is wank:
i love the- “you always said i never missed a note (de de de der der), i only ever wanted to be with you” (de de de der der). now, to just listen to it 1000 times and then never again.
i was prepping dinner in the kitchen about 10mins ago when the new britney spears single came on the radio. unfortunately the bathroom radio i bought only seems to pick up bbc radio 1 (which is appalling btw). it was the scott mills show and after the single he said something along the lines of “britney knows what dubstep is because it’s on her record“.
here is the record:
bullshit, i’m sure you’d agree. it got me thinking, does anyone actually know what dubstep is? apart from not being able to dance to it and nothing remotely interesting about the progression in each song (iamthedemonamon may have to help with the technical parlance here). from the wiki:
“its overall sound has been described as tightly coiled productions with overwhelming bass lines and reverberant drum patterns, clipped samples, and occasional vocals“. i actually read the wiki and i can’t get away from the fact that there just isn’t much to it and i don’t understand the appeal. i do understand the slippery slope of saying it’s just like dnb or garage or house or whatever, because if you root around any genre, roots roots genre roots.
the best quote i saw was from mrk1, observing that listeners “have internalized the double-time rhythm” and the “track is so empty it makes [the listener] nervous, and you almost fill in the double time yourself, physically, to compensate“.
it just fucking pisses me off is all. and to top it off, some of my favourite dnb dj’s are now included large sections on dubstep in their mixes. which blows popes. my neighbour was complaining he was out at a dnb night and the floor suddenly filled with twats dancing like tards because a dubstep track came on. so i looked up a video. and another. i still have no idea how to dance to dubstep, i do know you look like a twat and stop because of a sense of self loathing. and i wouldn’t do it if marissa miller and heidi klum wanted a jamestwofive sandwich on the flo’. (lie)
i’d been driving for about a month i think. my brother had left for university. the friends i hung around with were pretty popular and we had good times at frequent house parties and pubs that served us at 16. i remember installing a crappy car tape player into my mum’s car so i could rock the drive to school in the ‘tank’ as it was sort of sarcastically called:
i literally got no pussy with this and ours had 5 doors.
i was getting into hip hop quite a bit thanks to classics like ‘i got 5 on it’, ‘gangsters paradise’, ‘california love’ and ‘big bad momma‘. i thought of myself as a rising badass but in reality look more like this dude without the back mullet as much and slightly better glasses. oh and there was probably a shit ton of brylcream in there too:
[i spent 10 mins searching for something that resembled the hair cut, this was the closest. by a mile. and yes i tried bad 1980's haircuts (i'm aware the year is 1997). and i had a turtle neck at one point.]
i do remember a particularly bad moment combining the car, the music and one of the better looking girls in the school (an 8, easy). after what seemed an age of trying to get her attention, i seized the opportunity to drive her to school. i made sure the tape was in the right place so dr. dre would be bumpin’ just as she walked out her door. and because i paid £7 for the import single at ‘our price’ i made sure she knew it was rare. my palms were sweaty – i remember that clearly. luckily the cheap plastic covering on the volvo’s steering wheel was there to absorb none of the moisture. i honestly don’t remember what we said for the first few minutes. it was only until i noticed the flashing headlights in my rear view mirror that i knew something was wrong.
i noticed, and so did she. i pulled over and was informed by some dude that i had a flat tire. there was no way i could do a tire change and sara seemed pretty anxious to get to school. the novelty of the free ride had worn off. luck was still on my side though, because mrs. jones just happened to be taking her son to school and wondered if sara would like a lift. they were a nice family and sara accepted, but it was kind of the social equivalent of going to school with this guy and his mum:
1997 was pre-goth though, and david wasn't. you get the point though.
in hindsight, that could have been a sign. before they left mrs. jones let me use her mobile to call my mum (all of this in front of sara of course). i couldn’t find the spare tire and my dad had to come and change it for me.
so other than an ill advised drunken attempt to explain my feelings to her after a-levels (she let me down gently) that’s really all the contact i had with her. they were happy days though and just seeing this video the other day brought it all back.
i was driving back from edthebear’s on new years day sans podcasts for the journey. i went back through everything on my satnav and found this gem. i had it on about 10 times in a row and alternated between: shoulder dancing, singing falsetto and repeating “tell me what it looked like, tell me what it is”
recommended for driving. get it on the (suprise) ninja xx album.
read through the comments to find a few more like it. i was originally going to say that the beat starts good and turns gay, but after watching the full video on youtube, its starting to grow:
no idea what the footage is from but it works very well.
right, i spent fucking ages looking for this track. couldn’t find a version of it online so i ripped it and uploaded to youtube. it’ll probably get taken down soon so enjoy whilst you can. its. so. good.
another current playlist favourite is the netsky (pronounced net-sky) essential mix (available here). his album is okay, this is the best track from it though:
shame the video is as bad as those videos first year film studies students make at brunel.
another couple of good tracks from his mix:
[edit - better version of beautiful]
next time i get a class for a while and we do p.e. this is going to be our warm up track.