You’ve got to be brave that day. You got to stand strong and brave the elements. 100s and 1000s came back home with 1, 2, 3 OVERWHELMING beeps, that: make you sell all your stuff for no reason, step out of reality and float away on a wave of sensitive beats and glorious melodies, making you feel like riding through wide fields, making you dream all day of sunny days at the beach or warm nights full of juvenile flippancy, making you catch crickets and butterflies for a second, making you be the untouchable one in your street-struggle-daily grind, making you just make something.

Hundreds and Thousands have the might to control your senses like control to a marionette.

Bonus-By-The-Way-Joke: If I would be a rapper I would punch a line with Mary Antoinette in the end or mock at guys with the name Mario or Luigi.

Bonus-By-The-Way-Joke 2: I wait for them making kids and name them Hundredthousands…

MediaFire: Hundreds and Thousands - Lionheart
MediaFire: Numero - Hit Pop (Hundreds and Thousands Remix)
MediaFire: Hundreds and Thousands - Earth Girls (Sebastien Kenzy Remix)

We come out, we are:
# Pro Rap!
# Pro Partyhopping!
# Contra drizzle!
# Pro Black and White!
# Neutral to Swiss Kids!
# Contra mixed drinks!
# Pro guest appearances in sitcoms!
# Contra running gags!
# Pro weightlifting in the backyards!
# Contra female weightlifters in every place!
# In love with racehorses!
# Contra Rodeo!
# Pro Wrestling!
# Contra foamed plastic!
# Pro Chics, Pro Tramps!
# Pro Fools, too!

MediaFire: Chic And The Tramp - Pro Fools

I’ll raise my fist for these young unknown guys. I speak only for myself today. I hate that Katy Perry track, her voice and the lyrics. No one is interested if any girl kissed any girl, except he or she can have a look or take part.

But what Color Stephen & Co.’s (whoever these boys are) made of that track is softly spoken something very diversified, gentle and entertaining. I deeply dig any single part in this almost 7minutes, that even could pass off as a single jingle, has the potential to be single tracks, aka tunes, aka a soundtrack to hang in my hammock on my porch.

MediaFire: Katy Perry - I Kissed a Girl (Color Stephen & Co.’s Click Click Remix)

Ding, ding, ding: I-DAY! Hu? Whats that?! INFORMATION DAY!!!!

He Say, She Say is an indie rock duo hailing from Chicago. Having opened a string of dates for Lupe Fiasco’s and even Kanye West at Madison Square Garden. Pharrell (N.E.R.D.) is a a noteworthy fan. Million $ Mano (who is 1/2 of He Say, She Say) is a well known DJ/Producer, who was also M.I.A.’s DJ. Along with The Cool Kids, Flosstradamus, and Hollywood Holt he helped aid the new wave of artists currently breaking out of Chicago.

So many names in 5 sentences and the tune is a lickable blast, too.
All that is left tonight: Wow, I’d bend over!

MediaFire: He Say, She Say - Crash Dummie

The full Shir Khan dose. 120 minutes - 78 trakks - from Zulu-House to Strictly Rhythm to Disco to Dubstep to African Bongogrooves, to Acid, to Soul, Frontroom Deepness, Basement, Crunk and Techno, to my mother, to your mother, to a milli, to vanilli, to coke, to spread it, to keep your ears vibrating, to be the bee in the hive, to look so fresh, to look so clean, to support someone unknown like XLR8R, to burst your kneecap, to rap with your smaller brother in the kitchen, to flood the bathroom, to be the kid of your gang.

Mp3: Shir Khan Megamix Part 1/XLR8R-Podcast

Chekk 1 of tha longezd tracclizds you’ve ever zeen: show

Fri, 29 Aug 2008
Berlin // Badeschiff/Arena >> Daso, Yapacc, Miss Jools, …
Berlin // Tape >> Giles Smith, tiNi, KRSN Skate Team
Berlin // NBI >> Alva Noto, Kyborg, Mika Vainio, …

Sat, 30 Aug 2008
Jena // Kassa >> Pets on Prozac, Schleck & Stecker, …
Berlin // Scala >> Casper Clark, Allez Allez, Les Gillettes, Huzr, Nomad, …
Berlin // Maedcheninternat >> Finckobot, MMMathias, Spänk (Bugati Force)
Berlin // Berghain >> Shed, Andre Galluzzi, …
Berlin // Panorama Bar >> Phonique, …

We get shock-frosted without any measurable delay and can cool down a whole crate of beer before you’ve spelled I.C.E! Ice, ice babe. From sunny Down Under we received a song that’s really tailor-made for us here at biting cold Tallinn. “As cold as a brass toilet seat in the Yukon” are the words that are displayed on the whole crew’s golden bodies.

Sydneysiders WOW know how we click e-di-click and we return the favor and nominate them at this stage to the band with the best name in zero-zero-eight, yohr! WHOFFF! You’ve won a dinner with my cat and rocket boots.

Mediafire: WOW - Icy Cold

Goldie Locks got 2 new snacks around, we feel free to deeply let ‘em taste readers, who feel the British climate, the accent, the way Goldie is locking on to our gaze. Feel with us, how we blush and (sry) stream the chanson, the “berceuse”, that makes your kids shake their hips.

Goldie Locks - Kids

Goldie Locks - Drug DeeLa

Conversation with myself.

Asking me: Is this something you like?
Answering me: Yes.
Asking me: Are you naked while listening?
Answering me: Like always.
Asking me: You ever heard of that boy called Soni Code?
Answering me: Nope, didn’t think so.
Asking me: Is this the Holy Grail in your right hand you’re drinking your juice of?
Answering me: You are Sherlock!
Asking me: Do you know something about this guy?
Answering me: Nope, didn’t think so.
Asking me: Will you ever research?
Answering me: I told you once my whole life might be a research.
Asking me: Would you tell me in a club, that I run around with a blurred eyeshadow?
Answering me: You always rain on my parade, don’t you?!
Asking me: You fancy what you do?
Answering me: Yes.

Mediafire: Human League - The Sound Of The Crowd (Soni Code Remix)
Mediafire: Kate Nash - Dickhead (Soni Code Remix)
Mediafire: Portishead - Nylon Smile 2 (Rotoskop Remix)

The Wittstorth is coming. He got Sid Kister and Rase Pock in his packback to make the children play side and heek, cuz of the blitheness the spough reech conveys. Yalla habibi!

Mediafire: Tittsworth ft. Kid Sister & Paserock - WTF

Please someone fucking HELP! Call the fucking Ghostbusters, fucking Chuck Norris, fucking Scooby Doo or anyone fucking else that feels fucking responsible for fucking dead and deaders. We’re fucking surrounded by fucking DJing zombies. Granded, fucking good looking zombies. Fucking superlative DJing zombies. Fucking famous zombies.

Well, fucking to hell with it! Fucking Afghan Raiders are fucking future thinkers, fucking fuck.

Fresh - exciting - Brazil is taking over our homeland. Ice and snow are melting, rough beaches become Copacabana, lame street parties become a carnival, anemic grrrls become chocolate and yummy, asses become trucks and bangers at the corner become smiling gees stiring up people passing by.

The reason for this miracle is blasting Database’s rhythms though our selfmade boomboxes on our dark streets to make sunbeams heating minds and warmth taking over any single person to make them flex their biceps. Grab the latest goody to feed your databelly.

MediaFire: The BPA ft. David Byrne & Dizzee Rascal - Toe Jam (Database Remix)

We haven’t heard anything from Parken for a long time - the easygoing Swedish guy singing of something we hardly do not understand by any will, but appearing true and confidential like your grandma. I’d give him all my cash, if he’d tell me to.

Enjoy Parkens latest dreamful lullaby to make yourself curious if this Lisa really exists, who she is and if Parken hitted her heart.

Mediafire: Parken - Jag Har Varit Vilsen, Lisa

P.S.: After buying a dictionary I detected, that this is roughly translated with “I’ve been lost, Lisa”.

I tell you a true story today:

One of my brothers (yes we still say “brothers” to our friends, cause we’re all only children) sat in the kitchen today, when I started to spin this track. He suddenly fell off his chair, stood up, sat down again, fell again, stood up again, sat down on his chair, fell off it, stood up, sat down on his lovely chair, fell off it, stood up nerved the fourth time, sat there a minute, fell off rough again, broke his right hand, stood up again wordless, sat there, dropped off his chair like a loser, stood up again, sat on his chair, that I bought last autumn, rested a second to finally fell down again.

Only because I pushed the new Rambrandt.

Mediafire: Rambrandt - ALARM!