Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Moderat at Paradise Lounge
I saw Moderat last night and they totally killed. The club was packed, which was a bit surprising, but not a lot of dancing though. There aren't a lot of good electronic shows that come through here, but when there is something good, it seems like people come out in full force (as I learned to my chagrin when I showed up to Autechre and it was already sold out). Here's a video from the recent Moderat show in San Francisco from the YouTubes, I haven't been able to find any pics or videos from the show here yet.
Also, props to the person running video/lights for these guys.
Also, props to the person running video/lights for these guys.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Cable Hazard
So, I had the brilliant idea to move my mix station this weekend. What a horrible idea, in terms of my cluster fuck of cables, but a good idea interms of room acoustics. I unhooked all my bullshit gear, dropped the cords behind the table, took all the shit and table out of the room and this is what was left. Keep in mind, I have only lived here for like 10 months, so this isn't a multi year long accumulation of a cord nest. This area in the pic is about a foot and a half foot wide. God damn.
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Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Twin Peaks now streamable for free
aka, HOLEEE CRAPBALLS
http://www.cbs.com/classics/twin_peaks/
In other random news, I really really hope Wikipedia is wrong about Shia LaBeouf playing Yorick in the possible film adaptation of Y the Last Man. As far as suitable substitutes, I'm thinking Michael Cera if he lost the whole indie-darling bullshit floating around him now and just focused on being nerdy. And could grow a beard convincingly. But perhaps one of you has a better suggestion (I'm mostly looking at Ian).
http://www.cbs.com/classics/twin_peaks/
In other random news, I really really hope Wikipedia is wrong about Shia LaBeouf playing Yorick in the possible film adaptation of Y the Last Man. As far as suitable substitutes, I'm thinking Michael Cera if he lost the whole indie-darling bullshit floating around him now and just focused on being nerdy. And could grow a beard convincingly. But perhaps one of you has a better suggestion (I'm mostly looking at Ian).
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
ATTN: Kevin
Chandra shared this on Google Reader awhile back...
Honestly, I'm not sure if it's a commercial for that beer or this blog.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
play him off, keyboard cat
FIRST OFF: peep playhimoffkeyboardcat
then look at these pictures of us hanging out. yeeeah.
see y'all @ the alleycat races tomorrow? corner of 4th and spring @5. afterparty 444 hawthorne.
jeeeeeyah
1993
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Friday, May 15, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
3 WOBBLES AND AN OLD BEETROOT.
RESO_smash yer face in (zshare)
AC SLATER_everyday hustle remix (z share)
STENCHMAN_number 1 (z share)
BLOODY BEETROOTS_-verralamorteeavra-ituoiocchi(Z shaRE)
YR BUDDY
DJ-1993-J
AC SLATER_everyday hustle remix (z share)
STENCHMAN_number 1 (z share)
BLOODY BEETROOTS_-verralamorteeavra-ituoiocchi(Z shaRE)
YR BUDDY
DJ-1993-J
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Another Reason for Me not to Like Apple
I know they are superior machines, I understand that, but there is no excuse for this exclusion of the coolest iPhone app EVER-
Apple: You Can’t Play Jesus on iPhone
Sunday, May 10, 2009
________ just kicked my roll in big time.
DR.KUTCHKO patricia_never_leaves_the_house(((zippyshare)))
kind of a fave @ the rave for me right now. really charmingly dumb. reminds me of me.
cuddle puddles ,
agl1993-eternal
ps. bonus! (z-share) ... your son is dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead .. happy mothers day.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
More Phil Collins Love
Cause I am an easy lover, here are some more odd Phil Collins Link, and some ODB, RIP.
Would you get arrested over your love of Phil Collins? and I am a Liverpool Fan too . . .
Phil Collins and some Alamo Movie. Shit gets weird when you get old I guess.
Would you get arrested over your love of Phil Collins? and I am a Liverpool Fan too . . .
Phil Collins and some Alamo Movie. Shit gets weird when you get old I guess.
Friday, May 8, 2009
please hold hands in our time of need
I hate to be the one to tell you guys this, but AGL suffered a horrible accident this morning when his Phil Collins post turned a bit...erotic.
Things are looking dim but I know he'll appreciate some Broken love and support in the form of a played out early 2000s zombie get well card. Please sign in blood.
AGLedly yours,
Daniel Planet
Things are looking dim but I know he'll appreciate some Broken love and support in the form of a played out early 2000s zombie get well card. Please sign in blood.
AGLedly yours,
Daniel Planet
re: rock afire explosion
This is a video for "in the air tonight" (phil collins) which was so on point (phil collins) sued them and most of these videos on youtube have different audio content now and one of those pop-up video "blah blah blah phil collins sued us, this is not the real audio" blurb over the image. but i got a good one that still has the song on it. have you seen this?
It's funny 'cause it's true. PC is a primate on the skins.
yr blggr bddy
agl 1993
It's funny 'cause it's true. PC is a primate on the skins.
yr blggr bddy
agl 1993
DSPaudio
Do any of you beat boyz know anything about DSPAudio's Nortron? http://www.dspaudio.com/ Someone asked me if I knew anyone who used it. You are the people I know. I like words with the syllable"tron" in them . . .
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Drum Heads?
I have been playing drums again, with a dude I work with. My mapex set that I have had since 1997 was in disrepair. It needed drum heads that were not more than a half a decade old. So I go to the music store in town. I had not done that in a very long time and now I remember why. I went to show some local support in these hard economic times and not order shit online. It was only drums heads so I didn't mind paying a few extra bucks to get them locally. I went to one place, Richards Music, and they were wicked nice and helpful. But they didn't have my powerstroke 3 and diplomat heads I wanted. So I walked on down the road. To a place called Supersonic (I think). I walked in, and asked "drum heads?" as if I was asking where they were. They were behind the counter, so the guy asked me what one I wanted. I told him the Diplomat 14" clear. He looked at me and asked me if I was sure cause that was a very thin head. Yeah I am sure, if I ask you for a 1987 Cutlass with no power windows, I don't want a 1992 Buick with heated seats. So then he asked me what I needed it for. I told him a bottom head for a floor tom and he responded "yeah, that would be right." All of this before he went and looked and realized he didn't have it. Do I have to fucking justify what I want to the person selling me something? If I ask for a double espresso, I don't need the barista to tell me that it is going to taste bad and gritty. I need the barista to say "here you go, have a nice day."
Why do people who are in music, in any sort of form or fashion, seem so damn cocky and arrogant? This is a stereo type, but it is a stereo type that I can pin on at least 60% of people I meet in "musical" situations, be it at a club with a band playing, running some freelance sound, playing a show, playing a hand drum in the middle of a field somewhere, or buying fucking drum heads. Are people that are into music insecure? Is that why they are in music in the first place? Why do the majority of people I meet feel they have to prove that they know more about music than I do? This shit drives me crazy. Do the resident art clique at BFR run into this too in the artz scene?
I typically handle these situations by being quiet, letting the "know it all" in the situation talk and talk and then I let my actions speak. My boss at work got pretentious about a recording session he did in garage band at his house with his Epiphone guitar. I keep quiet; until I could interject about this recording session I did in mid April. Punked the boss with out having to be an ass. But when I am buying something, don't give me shit or I will call my Sweetwater sales rep and have him tell me how damn awesome I am, cause that is what he does.
Why do people who are in music, in any sort of form or fashion, seem so damn cocky and arrogant? This is a stereo type, but it is a stereo type that I can pin on at least 60% of people I meet in "musical" situations, be it at a club with a band playing, running some freelance sound, playing a show, playing a hand drum in the middle of a field somewhere, or buying fucking drum heads. Are people that are into music insecure? Is that why they are in music in the first place? Why do the majority of people I meet feel they have to prove that they know more about music than I do? This shit drives me crazy. Do the resident art clique at BFR run into this too in the artz scene?
I typically handle these situations by being quiet, letting the "know it all" in the situation talk and talk and then I let my actions speak. My boss at work got pretentious about a recording session he did in garage band at his house with his Epiphone guitar. I keep quiet; until I could interject about this recording session I did in mid April. Punked the boss with out having to be an ass. But when I am buying something, don't give me shit or I will call my Sweetwater sales rep and have him tell me how damn awesome I am, cause that is what he does.
above picture is a pic of me infront of a $5k Toft mixing board, 2 LA-4's, 2 Distressors, a Drawmer compressor, connected to like $10k worth of mics that I was running for that session in mid April. I love seeing myself in pics, so I pose like a hooker who got a job as a model and doesn't have to walk the streets.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
....a paper?
do you guys wanna' read my mid term paper about luigi russolo and neubauten? keep in mind i'm no writer.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Phil Collins and Auto Tune
So, in 15 years, will people be walking around going "what the hell was wrong with us for being way into that auto tune singing effect" that is on every krunk/bad rap song that comes out now? How long will it take the industry to realize that auto on voice sucks ass like gated reverb on Phil Collins fucking snare drum?
Saturday, May 2, 2009
inspiration, you might gimme' a fat lip.
"The first public perfomrance of the orchestra of noise instruments took place the evening of April 21, 1914, at the Teatro dal Verme in Milan. The public pressed, thronged into the vast theater, but not to listen.--The immense crowd was already in an uproar half hour before the performance began; the first projectile began to rain upon a still closed curtain.--Thus, the audience heard nothing that evening, simply because they preferred to make their own--non-instrumental--noises!
That they whistled, howled, even that they threw things (certainly no act of heroism) after hearing something that they did not like, that could be understood..But it is difficult to understand why they should go to the theater, paying for seats, so that they could refuse to listen. But it was not reallt thepublic, that is, not the general public.
At the Dal Verme evening, it was principally the professors of the Royal Conservatory of Milan and some musicians who started the distrubance and who were the most violent in invective and insolence! They were overwhelmed, hoewever, by the formidable and infallible fists of my futurist friends, Marinetti, Boccioni, Armando Mazi, and Piatti, who plunged into the orchestra while I was onducting the last piece, The Meeting of Automobiles and Airplanes, and engaged in a terrible battle that continued even outside the theater. Eleven persons required medical attention, while the futurists, triumphant and completely unscathed, went off to sip their drinks quietly at the Cafe Savini."
(Luigi Russolo, in Polemics, Battles, and the First Performances, from The Art of Noises, Penragon Press, New York, 1986.)
That they whistled, howled, even that they threw things (certainly no act of heroism) after hearing something that they did not like, that could be understood..But it is difficult to understand why they should go to the theater, paying for seats, so that they could refuse to listen. But it was not reallt thepublic, that is, not the general public.
At the Dal Verme evening, it was principally the professors of the Royal Conservatory of Milan and some musicians who started the distrubance and who were the most violent in invective and insolence! They were overwhelmed, hoewever, by the formidable and infallible fists of my futurist friends, Marinetti, Boccioni, Armando Mazi, and Piatti, who plunged into the orchestra while I was onducting the last piece, The Meeting of Automobiles and Airplanes, and engaged in a terrible battle that continued even outside the theater. Eleven persons required medical attention, while the futurists, triumphant and completely unscathed, went off to sip their drinks quietly at the Cafe Savini."
(Luigi Russolo, in Polemics, Battles, and the First Performances, from The Art of Noises, Penragon Press, New York, 1986.)
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