You weren't there but alot of yelling and commencing was involved, as well as an abridged manifesto put forth by my cousin Lindsay of all people and also four cities of equally neighboring distance, soley bent on detroying each other's arsenal of cannon fodder and first-borns. Vincent Gallo made an appearance and so did Michael Showalter and my old cat.
What transpired suggests one to imagine a high dive above an ocean, so raised as to completely diminish any shimmer of seaway, which should be impossible given that there is only water surrounding this elevated plank. When jumping from this height imagine no wind hitting your face. Only the subtle whistle of exposed button slits indicates your free fall, again a seemingly impossibility.
Finally, imagine hitting a surface, initially taught while generating only a slight bounce, but upon redescention becomes increasingly pliant, slowly melting into an abysmal mess of sin, hate, pain, evil, sadness and talking vampires. You wade through without movement, only to emerge the other end of whatever wherever, able to make that now obvious decision to heed your own rationale and scratch that itch that's been piercing your nodes since last Wednesday.
In this themeless post I included some tracks I've been kicking around lately, a few old, a couple new, all sexy. The first is more minimal magic from electronic guru Deadbeat. Based out of Montreal, he stays pretty rogue for the most part, but still manages to generate alot of press for himself on the global circuit (wherever that is)...and rightfully so. Snap-Clap Digital Dancehall...HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Deadbeat - The Heckler
Next is the Boards of Canada remix of Why's
Good Friday that I may have mentioned in a previous entry. Again, it deems all other variations obsolete while simultaneously blowing kisses to disinterested bitches...such is Anticon.
Why? - Good Friday (Boards of Canada remix)Next is an old Matmos track that I just heard for the first time a couple days ago. If I dreamed in fluid streams rather than frenzied flashes these guys would be my favorite digital experiment, but alas Odd Nosdam still holds that position.
Cable in the Sky is a long track but hold out 'til around the 3:40 mark and the rest will come smoothly and effortlessly...and selflessly.
Matmos - Cable in the SkyNow comes a track from one of my favorite films,
All the Real Girls. I don't know much about Mazinga Phaser, but they've perfected the dancing-clown genre, and not a moment too soon...watch the film to witness semblance...and prestine irony.
Mazinga Phaser - ApocalypsoAnd finally to celebrate Xiu Xiu coming to town on Saturday I included a classic song (to me anyways) from
Fabulous Muscles. If anyone is in Austin this weekend, Mohawk is happening. Yes, even if that means missing Octopus Project...for the third time. Damn your efficiency or: dam your efficiency.
Xiu Xiu - Clowne Towne
For a couple weeks now I've been getting continuous positive comments regarding the Diplo remix I posted. I thought I might acknowledge said reactions a little bit more and let go of some other tracks that manage to indulge similar feelings of guilty nostalgia while simultaneously generating some refreshing sensibilities.
Well, its Friday and I'm about the leave for the Caspa show. But first I thought I would include another exciting edition (first and only to be exact) of "Remixes of Already Amazing Songs, Done only Slightly Better and Without Forfeiting the Hooking Essence That Made it Amazing in the First Place Friday."
Classic tracks that need no discussion include "Must be the Devil" (reworked by Diplo), MFA's "The Difference it Makes" (Petter's Version) off MFA's 2003 EP, and Datassette's version of "Untitled" by Interpol - HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
You can pick up some old Caspa mixes here. Otherwise, I included a few other completely unrelated tracks here to help set the mood for the weekend or if you just want to hear some more amazing snap-clap digi-dancehall (legitimization on genre pending). 
Today had me making some very important decisions regarding the welfare of my collective conscience. I made the important decision early to surround myself with noise, fleeting convention while immersed in essence. I included some tracks in this post that, while not necessarily adhering to these designed specifications, still maintain to enlighten, intrigue and rally feelings of pure amazement, sprinkled with a sort of indescribable nostalgia. Hopefully by collating these emotions, a new scheme can emerge and our present concerns will become obsolete.
From the amazing Electric Gypsyland 2 (2006):
You weren't there but alot of yelling and commencing was involved, as well as an abridged manifesto put forth by my cousin Lindsay of all people and also four cities of equally neighboring distance, soley bent on detroying each other's arsenal of cannon fodder and first-borns. Vincent Gallo made an appearance and so did Michael Showalter and my old cat. 
In this themeless post I included some tracks I've been kicking around lately, a few old, a couple new, all sexy. The first is more minimal magic from electronic guru Deadbeat. Based out of Montreal, he stays pretty rogue for the most part, but still manages to generate alot of press for himself on the global circuit (wherever that is)...and rightfully so. Snap-Clap Digital Dancehall...HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. 
Next is the Boards of Canada remix of Why's Good Friday that I may have mentioned in a previous entry. Again, it deems all other variations obsolete while simultaneously blowing kisses to disinterested bitches...such is Anticon.
