it's been a long time...(thanks rakim)

how to look at the world
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aufuwMiKmE&feature=related

kase 2 the master
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rnRojKDmcRQ

my childhood point of reference, the chrome angelz
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLGFdYcdSMU&feature=related

maths + relationships + minimalism
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmSbdvzbOzY

the beauty of a simple narrative
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9JhlwaeFEVc

process
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEHWaGuurUk

ice ice baby

beautiful stuff from katie paterson...

3 litres glacial meltwater, 3 litres silicon, 3 turntables [2007}

Sound recordings from three glaciers in Iceland, pressed into three records, cast, and frozen with the meltwater from each of these glaciers, and played on three turntables until they completely melt.

The records were played once and now exist as three dvds. The turntables begin playing together, and for the first ten minutes as the needles trace their way around, the sounds from each glacier merge in and out with the sounds the ice itself creates. The needle catches on the last loop, and the records play for nearly two hours, until completely melted.

http://www.katiepaterson.org/icerecords/view.html

the loft nyc...

so i'm back at my desk listening to holy ghost drifting off to sunday night when i managed to finally get to the musical event of the year...david mancuso's 40th anniversary of the loft. There's too much to say about the evening...i got there at 6 which felt late...the pure love of music and dance was actually quite exhausting as you were really at the mercy of the party...like the excitement you got as a kid at christmas, but to be in a room of people who were all there for a single purpose, to know you were sharing something never to be repeated that formed part of music as we know it today was priceless...and thanks to my dancing partners hen,vicki and lara and clare we made the night an exhausting celebration...here's some highlights but i can only urge to to get there if you are ever lucky enough to get invited...thankyou simon and david...

getting the coals lit...

I Will Come Back (Classixx Acapulco Nights Version)

turning it up...



fanning the fire...



keeping the flames lapping...



the end of night...

i want to go and paint a wall....

go to 2.15....true.

slide away friday....

georgia based synth popper Ernest Greene brings us something to smile softly about...makes me want to snooze on my daybed with my missus...hipster yoof music purveyors pitchfork's accurate description made me smile

"like someone smeared Vaseline all over an early OMD demo tape"



enjoy...(and buy..!!)...also quite liking dungen and the drum breakdowns ala the genius of james gadson, earl palmer, paul humphrey and roy porter...

omfg...

its not often i actually post something of vague relevance to what i do but some things are just too spectacular too not share...the sigur ros influence doesn't really need to be mentioned...the piano allways manages to throw me hurtling back to the piano playing household i grew up in...wow...

Ólafur Arnalds - Ljósið (Official Music Video) from Erased Tapes on Vimeo.

horse meat glasto...

and the other one...



turn left at the lightning
in the back door
people
heat
mud (my first wellies)
wine in a plastic bottle
old friends
back stage
sofa's
real toilets
hot tent
sausages
cider
wine
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sunshine
blue ridge mountains
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down by the river
oh my god this is really happening
drinking vodka on each other
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horse meat
poppers!!!
gravy and chips
birds nest
charades
tea
c.s.n....for what it's worth
sleep
on it
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"is your head in the same dimension as your body"
get rid of it

i think you get the picture,or maybe not specifically...anyway i'm sure it's not very interesting hearing about my festival experience as it's mostly the same as everyone else's...i think my girlfriend realised that her opinion of me being slightly high maintenance may have disappeared...god bless being wrong...i have a dream...

the opposite...

for many years ive marvelled at the 7 series of genius created by larry david...it got to a point i watched it so much i started to think i was a character in it...but that another tale along with the time i started thinking my life was all in folders in a photoshop file being turned on and off...i digress...and wonder what my first grassy rave will be like...something i've allways avoided like the plague, it just seemed like too much of the norm...but of recent i've thought alot about the things i'll never get a chance to do...and how small things lever themselves into your life and end up being sturdy points of reference...i get to go with my beautiful girlfriend, some other incredible rabble, i get to drink some hallucinogenic 'stealth' cider our friends make and i get to listen to him most importantly...

the jury's out till tuesday...here's to saying yes to things you're not sure of...

god damn west coast ebay auction finish times...

otherwise i'd be annoying the neighbours with this piece of chugging detroit genius...you can forget sam and dave, this is what soul music is all about...thank god he manged to put gems like this out before his untimely death in February, 1970, after being shot by a policeman in an altercation with his girlfriend...the world's a 'hair's on the back of your neck place' once more...

talc and sunday exercise...

Back in the late sixties in a Loft room on 647 Broadway, a young Timothy Leary disciple and a group of like-minded flower children unwittingly created the blueprint for New York’s disco underground. Beneath a ceiling covered in balloons and streamers, David Mancuso stood before a small Buddha, weaving an eclectic and atmospheric soundtrack (from obscure Latin and African rock, to psychedelic soul and unclassifiable ethereal LP tracks) to match the mood and movement of the dancers; who defined the melting pot that was cooking up in post-industrial New York. Re-launching his party as ‘Love Saves The Day’ in 1969 (after a period of Buddhist disownment and a trip to the psychiatric ward of Bellevue Hospital) Mancuso and his friends created an environment where freedom and unity were the watchwords, as dancing became communion. In the early seventies as word about this unique dance space started to filter through, The Loft became a haven for NYC’s outsider art community. The party’s whole aesthetic, from the refined sound system to the family ethic, became a huge influence on New York’s future DJs and their revered clubs, with famous ‘Loft babies’ including Nicky Siano (The Gallery), Larry Levan (Paradise Garage) and Frankie Knuckles (Chicago’s Warehouse).

Mancuso once claimed he was “tuning in to ‘that natural rhythm - that three billion year old dance – I just applied it through these artificial means which were amplifiers and records.” The bearded mystic first brought this party ethic to London at the end of the nineties as a guest of Nuphonic Records. However, it was a conversation with Tim Lawrence while he was researching his book ‘Love Saves The Day’ that led to Mancuso’s Loft parties becoming regular happenings at The Light Bar in Shoreditch, with Lawrence and friends setting up The Lucky Cloud Sound System. These parties have inspired others such as LCSS and Voices collective member (alongside DJ Alex another LCSS partner) Cedric Woo, DJ Cosmo and Simon and Guillaume whose Beauty and The Beat, Cosmodelica and Deep Frequency parties respectively embrace the Loft atmospherics, as London embraces the more cerebral and spiritual side of nightlife.

you'll be there if you should be there.

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it's breezin' outside...

awe inspiring japanese film wierdness

i'm a film novice...my music obsession doesn't filter into celluloid, so when i cite my favourite films as the airplane and the woman in red and grand canyon im not really pushing the boat out to be sure...but sometimes i come across things that blind me with their risk taking, this amazing piece of cinema (apparently a muse for Kubrick's A Clockwork Orange) relects the feeling of revolution in the behavior of japan's youth at that time...see some of it here...i'll tell you what i thought when i've watched it a couple of times...

oh...and that soundtrack.!!...makes me want to go listen to

this shit more...

stan kenton