January 13, 2007 at 6:44 pm (Sounds)
The BF bought the new NaS, Hip Hop is Dead. Oh. My. God. I’m not a huge fan of hip-hop, but I do love the Roots, and Wu-Tang, and Snoop. Besides my much-discussed punk background, my mother the omni-aur also grew from the roots of Atlantic Records, James Brown and Motown.
So what does NaS do? He mixes Iron Butterfly’s “In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida” on the title track. No shit. Snoop, Kelis, Kanye and will.i.am are all on it. He even splices in some James Brown. Even the Pitchfork review is favorable!
To quote a dear friend, “Hallelujah, motherfucker.”
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October 3, 2006 at 1:39 am (Sounds, Writing)
In truth, this was established months ago, but I hadn’t heard the entire album so I was hesitant to declare my allegience. For shame, sinner! Doubting the ever -changing, ever-magnificent, ever-enigmatic YO LA TENGO!
I Am Not Afraid of You and I Will Beat Your Ass.
Oh yes, I will too, Thesis! Better git a-runnin’!
I saw Yo La Tengo a few years back at the 9:30 club, and members of the Sun Ra Arkestra backed them up on “Nuclear War” if my memory serves right. . . holy crap, what a show.
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October 2, 2006 at 3:17 am (Drama, Sounds, Writing)
I remember when a night out was something that you prepped for; an event where somehow the right combination of booze, drugs, sounds and people would somehow result in a cataclysmic meteor shower. Rarely did it ever achieve this legendary status, but there were nights that did.
These stories always start off with The night when . . . And somehow, I have fewer and fewer of these stories. And that’s probably good–we see from last night how wretched I feel the next day, and how I no longer have time to be an ass and go on 10-hour benders, and how I’m so much more mature and healthy these days–but I miss that rush of life.
Somehow, hanging out with veritable strangers and going to shitty clubs, I remembered how I used to not care who was DJing or how bad the crowd was or how crappy the soundsystem was. None of that mattered because I was out and I was going to own the whole damn place for as long as I was there, and somehow I would be legendary, if just for one perfect moment.
It seems so shallow but it always felt so good. Read the rest of this entry »
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