I haven't been posting much lately, and I definitely haven't been posting about shit I've been doing, which is sad since I've been doing a lot lately. Let's try and run this down, backwards-chronological style... also, someone needs to remind me to bring my camera places. Ferrealz.
Sat 5/12
Too Much Love: I played disco. Mr. The Nightfox came and did his Ableton thing on the dancefloor. I almost threw a bottle at him when he popped TML's "Killing in the Name" cherry, but other than that, no riot. Then Jonathan Ackerman & Scott Butters absolutely killed it til the end of the night. Dem's all mah boys.
Fri 5/11
Someone at Foundation really has their wits about them and is letting Mr. Ackerman bring in talent to the Deep Lounge at Foundation. On this lovely evening it was none other than Mr. Bird Peterson. He wiped the dancefloor with our lovely faces ("Wu Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck wit"). Then we went and had really, really good sandwiches.
Wed 5/9
I was working on papers, awaiting the !!! and Flosstradamus show later that night, when I got a phone call. Floss had cancelled last minute (lame), so I opened the night with an hour set on stage at the Fineline. (It was sort of funny, since my first major DJ gig was at the Fineline almost a year ago, where I opened with a !!! remix.) I played a good, varied set. People finally started dancing for the last 2o minutes or so (I would have been interested to see if they'd have been so reluctant if Flosstradamus was playing instead).
Then !!! came on and KILLED it. They are one of the few working bands really taking their show to the next level, where you can tell they take their job seriously and put a real effort into it. It was incredibly satisfying. Tyler Pope, recently let go from LCDSS, did electronics and guitars like the band's angstful teenager, setting off the set with a huge electronic jam on one of their album tracks. Justin, the dude behind the mixer from Out Hud, played a mean bass, especially on "Must Be The Moon." Jerry from The Juan Maclean's touring band was on drum duty, since the tall guy is getting married, and that guy can really fucking nail it. Nic Offer has perfected his white boy dance moves. And maybe best of all is the female singer they brought with on tour, who was so good that even "Dear Can" became an exciting song. They were totally channeling some early 80's NY post-punk band from the future. Go see 'em.
Also, thanks to Pound for Pound for the shout out; that cat is really on top of his shit!
Sat 5/5
Too Much Love: Cinco de Mayo ended up being ccrraaaazy. Mike the 2600 King played his debut set for the night, and that kid really fucking tears it up. We had a record turnout for the night and people were raving it up until after 3 a.m. I can't wait to have him back.
Wed 5/2
I went to see Air at First Ave. Extremely competent and rather boring. I'm not sure how one could justify paying 30 dollars to fall asleep in a packed club, but whatever. Read this hilariously terrible photo essay if you feel like you missed out. LOLZ!
Sat 4/28
Too Much Love was graced with the presence of one Mr. The Juan Maclean. Despite the airline's best efforts to lose his records, he came through and did a rocking set for the night. I wasn't sure what to expect, but The Juan is a pro and his set was great. The only problem was when he yelled at me for playing too many records from his set beforehand. Too Much Overlap! I don't think he'll forgive me for stealing Escort, but at least he got to spin the new Reverso 68.
Fri 4/27
Another evening in the Deep Lounge courtesy of J. Ackerman. This time I got to spin (for a sadly sized crowd), before Ian Hixxx of Chicago got on the decks and the room filled up. I was glad to meet him; he's a great, great DJ and a lovely fellow to boot. Hopefully he'll be coming through for TML at some point. Also, mad props for introducing me to the Smith + Hack remix of Herbert, which I am obsessed with (as well as a number of other DJs, I'm noticing).
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Shit, and that's just the beginning! Look for a whole slew of new shit this summer, it's going to be insane...
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5.14.2007
11.27.2006
SABRA CADABRA
FYI: Right now I am listening to this Sabbath bootleg. Unfortunately it's down now, so I guess that's not much use to anyone. Maybe you can bug that guy or me to send it to you. Probably not.
FLOSSING: Anyways the weekend was alright, although a bit of a letdown. Diplo on Friday was less than satisfying. Instead of doing an uber-hipster mash-up of great shit like he did on the Mad Decent tour this summer, dude stuck mostly to hip-hop. We weren't feeling it and left before he finished.
Flosstradamus proved to be a bit more enjoyable with an energetic opening set. It's really cool to hear hot DJ shit like this coming out of Chicago for a change. However Flosstradamus walk a very thin line between jamz and cheez, a line which they crossed back and forth many times. If Daft Punk weren't Daft Punk, I might get upset about them playing "One More Time", "Around the World", and a remix of "Prime Time of Your Life" (but it's Daft Punk, come on). And I can even get behind playing "100% Pure Love". But dance/pop/trance shit hit "Better Off Alone"? Not cool. Playing multiple tracks in that vein... worse. And one thing I don't think I will ever understand is the cross-over appeal between electro/house stuff like Daft Punk and hip-hop (ie Rick Ross). I can hear the influence in Ed Banger stuff, yes, but I don't know how house fans can get wild about new gangsta rap. Whatever; it's probably a personal problem.
Anyways I recommend checking them out if you have the chance, great stuff overall.
Saturday I skipped Dead Meadow, a decision I instantly regretted. Oh well.
BLOGGING: Two blogs I've gotten into of late: the ever-cynical Occam's Razor and the brand spankin' new Electric Zoo which, especially for being so new, has some really really good shit up.
GUITAR HEROING: I neglected to mention that I played GHII for the first time last week. It was fun but not overwhelmingly so. But yes, playing "War Pigs" was pretty kick ass. Haha Ozzy just screamed "ARE YOU HIGH? YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. ARE YOU HIGH? THAT'S BEAUTIFUL" a few times on this bootleg. Fun times.
MIXING: I am tempted to post the mix that aired on Radio K this weekend, but I have a few misgivings about it and want to redo it. But I'm also lazy so it very well may be up in a day or two.
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE UPDATE: My current favorite part of TBP is actually just the single "Welcome to the Black Parade" in general. It's sequencing is more than a bit ridiculous and I'm always surprised by how much I like it.
That slow piano part intro just invites so many insults, then it builds and the ridiculous lyrics repeat. And for the kick into punk overdrive, there's no tension. They resolve the slow part and that huge drum fill just kicks it into high gear, and from there it's all business. The verse is over in a few seconds and they hit that huge chorus. By the time the bridge comes it feels like your legs are moving faster than you can handle and you're tripping down a hill until you come stumbling to the half-time breakdown, only to go into I! DON'T! CARE! and back into the biggest chorus evar.
UPDATE UPDATE: Man this bootleg is kicking. I keep asking my parents why they never went to see Black Sabbath live since they were actually alive to see them in the 70s. They just get kind of puzzled and ask me when I started liking Black Sabbath.
FLOSSING: Anyways the weekend was alright, although a bit of a letdown. Diplo on Friday was less than satisfying. Instead of doing an uber-hipster mash-up of great shit like he did on the Mad Decent tour this summer, dude stuck mostly to hip-hop. We weren't feeling it and left before he finished.
Flosstradamus proved to be a bit more enjoyable with an energetic opening set. It's really cool to hear hot DJ shit like this coming out of Chicago for a change. However Flosstradamus walk a very thin line between jamz and cheez, a line which they crossed back and forth many times. If Daft Punk weren't Daft Punk, I might get upset about them playing "One More Time", "Around the World", and a remix of "Prime Time of Your Life" (but it's Daft Punk, come on). And I can even get behind playing "100% Pure Love". But dance/pop/trance shit hit "Better Off Alone"? Not cool. Playing multiple tracks in that vein... worse. And one thing I don't think I will ever understand is the cross-over appeal between electro/house stuff like Daft Punk and hip-hop (ie Rick Ross). I can hear the influence in Ed Banger stuff, yes, but I don't know how house fans can get wild about new gangsta rap. Whatever; it's probably a personal problem.
Anyways I recommend checking them out if you have the chance, great stuff overall.
Saturday I skipped Dead Meadow, a decision I instantly regretted. Oh well.
BLOGGING: Two blogs I've gotten into of late: the ever-cynical Occam's Razor and the brand spankin' new Electric Zoo which, especially for being so new, has some really really good shit up.
GUITAR HEROING: I neglected to mention that I played GHII for the first time last week. It was fun but not overwhelmingly so. But yes, playing "War Pigs" was pretty kick ass. Haha Ozzy just screamed "ARE YOU HIGH? YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. ARE YOU HIGH? THAT'S BEAUTIFUL" a few times on this bootleg. Fun times.
MIXING: I am tempted to post the mix that aired on Radio K this weekend, but I have a few misgivings about it and want to redo it. But I'm also lazy so it very well may be up in a day or two.
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE UPDATE: My current favorite part of TBP is actually just the single "Welcome to the Black Parade" in general. It's sequencing is more than a bit ridiculous and I'm always surprised by how much I like it.
That slow piano part intro just invites so many insults, then it builds and the ridiculous lyrics repeat. And for the kick into punk overdrive, there's no tension. They resolve the slow part and that huge drum fill just kicks it into high gear, and from there it's all business. The verse is over in a few seconds and they hit that huge chorus. By the time the bridge comes it feels like your legs are moving faster than you can handle and you're tripping down a hill until you come stumbling to the half-time breakdown, only to go into I! DON'T! CARE! and back into the biggest chorus evar.
UPDATE UPDATE: Man this bootleg is kicking. I keep asking my parents why they never went to see Black Sabbath live since they were actually alive to see them in the 70s. They just get kind of puzzled and ask me when I started liking Black Sabbath.
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