I found this piece of paper in a wad of crumpled necessities the other day.
The following was scrawled in my handwriting:
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INVEST WITH SEISMIC TUMOR FARMS (STF)
nanotech+trannies+akira=corporate success (malignant!)
buy buy buy radiation poisoning=blessing in disguise sell sell sell
exploit your dna, sell the adspace, put this on wikipedia+pictures of Rupaul+Robocop melted together.
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I'm tempted to present this like "yoyoyo, thaz jus my nerdpoemz god, Charles Schwab'n that shiit, iz kinda magikal ya know, we in shamblez..", but I just said "I'm tempted to present this" before that, which cancels out the tone so I shouldn't have said anything in the first place so I think I'm gonna dork out and start picking at it instead now...
I'm not a hundred percent, but because it was kinda unhinged (even for me) and I don't remember writing it at all, I'm gonna assume I scribbled that shit down while falling asleep. Ever since college, I've been able to get some pretty gnarly non-linear outro monologues going. It's gotten to where I can acknowledge them fairly easily, and in turn, can wriggle my way out of shutdown mode. I mostly come up on random unfiltered streams of whatever...pretend conversations, channel surfing, dream logic type stuff. I just try and do my best to cradle the interesting bits. Hopefully things start to crystallize around their original form before the ego goes to town. But yeah, I'd say I've gotten pretty damn good at straddling the nethers, y'know. So if you see me shining while panning for whirlpools of raw consciousness, then hit me on the sublow.
Anyway, I'm gonna string this into some mp3's by also admitting that I often hear weird 8-bit sound effects too as I'm dozing. It's not how it is when you remember what something sounds like, or there's a song stuck in your head, because there's that wall between the recall and the sound. It's like I actually hear it, but I know it's in my head because they don't sound directional at all (like they would if they were situated in a speaker) and they are very short and quiet and fleeting in a way that is kind of difficult to explain...like when you try and actually look at those magic eye things once you start seeing something. It used to scare the shit out of me though. Now, it doesn't bother me when my thoughts start flowing all loosy-goosy like that, mainly cause I'm used to it, but also because lets me know I am about a minute away from falling asleep, which is always nice. Sleep still gets my vote for best place ever (when it works right...)
Oh, and it's not ALWAYS as creepy as the above, by the way, if you were assuming that...
(I assumed this all had something to do with a week long meth binge and you losing the tv remote while huddled in a room full of shredded newspaper, like you "got stuck" on CNBC or something. Either way I think the secret message you were sending to yourself is "please don't breed......ever." -Ed)
Oooooh, ouch. If I ever tried speed (no way in hell ever) and was forced to watch Mad Money with Jim Kramer, I could totally see myself jamming a screwdriver through my temple. Seriously, after like ten minutes. tops.
But see, I would've just kept all this post-psychonaut debris to myself, but I figured it's now officially dope as fuck cause all these instances of childhood fallout are sneaking their way into cool world. Finally! I'm telling you, once time inevitably turns innocence into shrapnel wounds, you might as well scour the ruins and get some mileage out of the decay...
I've been on a kick with the electronic type posts too anyway so why not keep it going, yeah? First, the self promotionally inclined, then the less socially mandated ones.
Crystal Castles- Trash HologramStraight up Zelda 2: Adventures of Link. Rolling around the towns with all those purple and red shirted people cruising by. Cool breezin, not worrying about all the bad guys outside, just trying to pop by that one orange chicks house that gave you your magic power back.
Actually, shit, now that I think about it, some of the later towns had possessed people who turned into bats when you talked to them (they'd say ... and then bam they were instantly a bat.) That was kinda fucked, because the towns were supposed to be like safe zones, and then they go and flip the script like that. And remember those fuckers with the shields! How you had to juke the shit outta them to get a hit in. Plus your sword was like barely a shiv in that game. No reach whatsoever. But hey, why go on, I know you know what I'm talking about...
but seriously, my point was if dude wasn't scruffy with a hoodie and leather and chick didn't rock the dyed black angular haircut (plus she's real cute), nobody would have ever heard of em. They'd just be another nerd making chiptunes...instead they've got like 500,000 myspace hits and they've made like 4 songs, total. 7 inch vinyl releases for 8 bit music. That's some power marketing.
Dan Deacon-Snake MistakesDan Deacon- Big MilkThis guy
Dan Deacon is getting some shine now that his album dropped. I've picked up random tracks of his here and there and they are mostly awesome. Snake Mistakes showcases his lyrical talent (as well as that vocoder effect he likes, it's cool but borders on gimmicky). Big Milk is the winner for me, beeyootiful chimetime action never fails.
Here's the video for Crystal Cat. Remember like a month or 2 ago when I posted a video that was exactly like this one and was like there's gonna be more of this in the near future. Yeah, well there it is. This doesn't piss me off too much, mostly because dude looks like he's homeless and he gyrates like he doesn't give a fuck and I like the sounds he's making.
This was a video that had Deacon's name plus this Liam Lynch guy attached to it. It made me laugh. I'm sure there's huge stockpiles of shitty 90's 3d modeling stuff to play with out there. Glad somebody's putting it to good use other than ITT tech.
Eats Tapes-
Face ShredderEats Tapes-
Full BlastOh man, this shit gets me going. Coarse analog circuit bending set to deep bass at 150 bpms. Could've sworn this has been done before, but it rarely sounds so primitive yet so utterly danceable. My favorite thing Tigerbeat6 has put out in awhile.
Copy-Zipper ProblemsCopy is dope too. More stuff in the Nintendo vein, but with big ass beats and really catchy melody lines. This is from his second album, Hair Guitar, go out and get Mobius Beard if you haven't heard it. He puts his stuff out on Audio Dregs, home to Evan Mast of Ratatat's output as E*Vax. If you haven't ever checked out his 01 album debut, Parking Lot Music (you haven't) you might want to give it a listen. It's nice and clean and peaceful.
Bone Thugs N Harmony-Ecstacy (DJ Copy Remix)Here's a remix Copy did of Bone Thugs. If you do a blend with Bone Thugs, you have to know about music and keys. You actually don't have to know a thing about Bizzy or Krayzie or Thuggin in general. Just Harmony. This is what an on key blend sounds like people; thuggish ruggish bubble bobble action.
Mark VII- Spherical Rhymes (Bussa Bus)Mark VII- Comic Enemy (Chuck D of Public Enemy)Here's some sick ass bit-crushed remixes by some dude by the name of Mark VII. I had these mp3's for a couple of years and never ever heard anything by this guy again. Again, dope video game versions.
Covox-Computer LoveA cover of my favorite Kraftwerk song off the recent Kraftwerk tribute album, 8-bit Operators. Same great song only more, you guessed it, video gamey.
Islaja-pysahtyneet planeetatIslaja-Suru EiSo that Paavoharju record made me wanna check out some more tripped out Finland stuff. This is from the equally out there
Islaja. This sucks that I'm gonna say this but it's really exactly what I'm thinking so...Finland's starting to sound like the new Iceland.
They cut the funniest part out of the Clell Tickle Human Giant sketch when they aired it on Mtv. They had the head of Pitchfork on the telephone say something like "Yeaaaah, ok, well, Stockholm is the new London is the new Prague, sooo...". I thought that was jokes. They left in the part where's he's getting roughed up like, "owww 7.4, awwww, ok, 7.8" . Again, great, but I'm not sure how that translated and the other part didn't.
Anyway, they've got a good thing going with the tripped out melancholy in Finland.
Balun-Moving PicturesBalun-SnolAlright, it took me a long time to make my mind up on this debut from Puerto Rican outfit, Balun. Their album, Something Comes Our Way, was one of those ones that I knew had something from the get go, but couldn't quite accurately assess how much I liked it in one or two listens. (Yes, it happens sometimes where I'm kind of on the fence about things, especially when I know I'm not giving an album a concentrated enough listen). After a couple of months of sitting on it and listening to it again here and there, I realized it's a nice album, but I finally extracted the choice cuts. Sometimes it's a little more of a process. Like I said, nice, charming, happy, good, yay, wee. On fire with these descriptions right now, huh. Adjectives for days. Guess that probably means it's....wait for it....GAME OVER.
(::CREEAAAAAMMMM:: - Ed)
PS I didn't post that on wikipedia btw. The subversive aspect was silenced by the cathartic one, I guess.
(God help me if I actually ever start editing that thing, this shit right here is bad enough...you can have the Encyclopedia Galactica, nerds. -Ed)
Ahhh, good sir, I think you meant, fellow nerds.
(Who's this guy, Mr. Walkway? Mr. Walkway, walk down me. Lead ME to the building. Hunh, Fuck you. -Ed)
Pas encore écouté son recent LP apparament inspiré par Houellebecq mais le retour d'Iggy aux crooneries ne saurait faire oublier "Avenue B" album aussi apaisé dans la musique que glauque dans les paroles, et à part dans la discographie rageuse de l'iguane.
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