Should I take off my pants for this mix of The Glass? The Zoot Woman Remix is one of the best I ever heard. If it makes you hungry for more and you’re a proud citizen of the North American continent you might bang at them live on following dates:
Aug 07 New York - Santos Party House Aug 08 Toronto - The Drake Aug 09 New York - Bemf At The Yard Aug 13 Los Angeles - Hollywood Standard Hotel Aug 15 Los Angeles - Pyt At Jimmy’s Lounge Aug 16 Los Angeles - Blow Up Anniversary Aug 17 Los Angeles - Banana Split At Lax
Topia ‘I Am Fame’
Inhaler ft Christian Burns ‘Something About You’ (Filthy Rich Instr.)
The Whip ‘Blackout’ (Shinichi Osawa Remix)
Young MC ‘Bust A Move’ (Don Rimini Ravekid Remix)
Black Ghosts ‘I Want Nothing’ (Jack Beats’ Miami Vice Remix)
Oasis ‘Falling Down’ (Chemical Brothers Remix)
Yuksek ‘Deladeu 2′
Thieves Like Us ‘Drugs in My Body’ (Bang Gang Remix)
DJ Sam Young ft Aphletik ‘Peep This ‘08′ (Sam Roqwell & I Sancho Filth Mix)
Glimmers Remix ‘Freebee’
Grand Popo Football Club ‘My Territory’ (Joakim Dub Remix)
Mujava ‘Township Funk’
Zoot Woman ‘Takin’ It All’ (Le Knight Club Remix)
Upperclass spelling style: every following sentence will start with “I”.
I truly have to admit several facts:
I am hardly ravished by a variety of French musicians and producers, not this standard-stuff every second-class-club is playing on midnight to get new-rave-kids moving. I think of real componists, magicians of melodies, having the skills to make you tripping every second. I am very glad guys like “As The Stars Fall” and “Anoraak” exist. I sometimes wish to be French. I got special feelings by listening to Anoraak tunes, I cannot describe, yet. I am hardly diverted by real life. I start staring into space. I heart. I enjoy breathing. I know how dreams smell. I feel sand between my toes. I just relax and let go.
This great one already sleeps quite for a while on my desktop, but I’m a bit pinched for time these days and need instantly a clerk! So if you’re young, pleasing to the eyes, got skills in advertising graphic design, can write like Tolkien and don’t answer to the name of D*** - holla at cha girl!
SKEW is a musician, producer and multi-instrumentalist operating out of NYC. He has had recent releases on RCRD LBL and has been performing live sets alongsides a lot of skilled musician. His music has appeared on Ninja Tune’s highly acclaimed Solid Steel radio show as well as on big radio stations in the New York City area and Los Angeles. SKEW’s formative years were divided between playing guitar in hardcore bands and making beats for MCs. Just now he’s giving his debut album “Stadiums Are OK Too” the final touch and we give you the chance to listen to some tracks thereof in advance.
Hundreds and Thousands hope we like their 2 originals, freshly dropped. We admit enchanted, that we found a new synthie-love in Australia and flex our arms synchronously to the beats Melbourne Boys bang into our headphones.
We got love for tunes that survive the day without any vocals, that have the power to take you wordless on a trip through fields, far galaxseas, your bygone life, your cypher, your city, your head, your childhood, your hardest button to button, your most beaming moment. Especially “The Rise” got it all. It got all of what is needed. Bless these guys, bless these tracks. They took us by storm!
Sometimes when I get sick of these four walls, my head feels like gaga and my eyes appear to be triangled because of staring too long on this box full of pixels and bright little glow inside, I swoop for my car keys and go on a cruise. Last Saturday was such a day. So I was driving around and listened simply to the “Deutschlandfunk” (DLF) over my car radio which just broadcasted about several new record releases. One of these bands they spoke about, the Berlin based project Bodi Bill, caught me immediately - and that’s something I would call really uncommon.
To write about music is sometimes comparable to dance to modern architecture - kind of absurdity. And Bodi Bill doesn’t make it much easier for me to find words that measures up to ‘em. They’ve got such an huge repertoire of versatility and individualism, you shouldn’t try to pigeonhole ‘em unless you’ve got a very large “music-cabinet” with thousands of drawers inside.
Brute techno elements, bubbly beats, unobtrusive samples, varied selection of floating melodies, breaks of breathless suspense, virtuoso programming and innumerable inconspicuous gadgets are gathering around vocals that slide from spirit full of heaviness to impulsive and thrilling announcements of straightforwardness. These boys got the formula to combine truthful and sometimes very melancholic lyrics with also dance able beats that work. And so it could happen, that you leave one of their concerts with tearful eyes and totally all in a sweat at once.
One year after their considered debut album “No More Wars” Bodi Bill releasing its legal successor “Next Time” on Sinnbus Records. With a lingo even more concise and a pinpoint execution of their pleas and appeals, Bodi Bill up the ante with a delicate and charming, yet demanding masterpiece, contributing their share to the debate of our times.
Play ‘em on random loop - you will continuously find more and more delicacies inside of their tunes.
Aren’t you ever wanted to be able to fly, too? Leaving the place where you’re at by simply spreading your arms? Soar into the air only by the power of your mind? Fly as high as you want and as far as you can every time? Wouldn’t that be delightful? Watch the teensy people on the ground bustling around like ants and you, high up in the sky, are free from all that noise they make! Awesome…
Of course we only can fly as high as we can jump, but sometimes it’s like someone freezes this moment of being weightless for you so that it feels like taking ages. In this moment of “time is nothing” you should listen to Vega Revolution from NY, because their music seems to be created only for this! Their airy tunes and vocals must have its origin in this single moment when you jump up, reach the highes point, think you can fly, think you can touch the sky, feel free and time stands still. Nothing else matters.
# Mozart celebrated his sweet 250th birthday in Vienna. I claim, I was around.
# We’re 6.5 billion peeps on earth, are we all brothers? Do you feel sad, cuz you’re one amongst many? Should i rename myself? Teen Billionaire? The boss of China?
# Slobodan Milošević left this planet.
# Montenegro got an UNO-account! You think to vacation over there? We highly recommend that!
# You were bored at the Soccer-World-Cup, cause you hate that game?
# You were fulltime drugged up at the Soccer-World-Cup, cuz you ain’t got nothing else to do?
# You got stabbed at the World-Cup, cuz you ain’t got nothing else to do or you stabbed at the World-Cup, cuz you were too drugged up?!
# Cory Lidle paid scant attention!
# Cory Kennedy is It?! The It? Vincent Gallo’s daughter? Mark Hunter’s wife? Aoki’s roadie?
# Steve Irwin dated a ray.
What do you remind when you think of two years ago?
Should we do not write like it is 2 yrs before?
How do you feel by thinking of 2006?
Do you fancy that we’re so fast it is already October in our cypher?
Do you think we should write about 2007, instead of 6, cause 2006 was absolutely uncool?
I heard, Pluxus 06 record “Solid State” will be re-released on Kompakt in some days. Is this the truth? You trust us? This is beautiful! You can stab us, whenever we lie! Tell us, we wear stabproof vests!
Let me tell you a secret. I was a ovule of Yoko Ono frozen in the seventies and fertilized in the eighties by the creator of Nintendo. Because my mother could see in her tarot cards, that there would be the musical error Modern Talking in Germany and Nostradamus forecasted their reunion at the end of the century, which is also known as the apocalypse, my parents send me to Mars, where I was raised by Elvis Presley and Jimmy Hendrix. Actually that´s also where I got to know Johnny Cash and Charlie Chaplin last year.
You might think Minou is taking too many drugs and besides the fact that Modern Talking were the musical apocalypse for Germany, I was just looking for a connection to the artist I wanted to write about.
So…. finally…. I´ll get to the point: Perhaps you can imagine how pleased I would have been stumbling over the new album of Alan Wilkis who is perfectly producing the style of music that I would have grown up to if I had been the ovule of Yoko Ono. But even only having a boring suburban childhood, I´m enjoying his new album. Somehow seventies, somehow eighties but still some kind of nowadays. His album Babies Dream Big is sunny, reminds to a certain extent of jiggy soul of the older days but also operates with electronic sounds, which makes it very eclectic. For all fans of flares and miniskirts, for all the kids that were conceived after woodstock, for all the guys, who the meaning of “puff the magic dragon” really understood, Alan Wilkis will turn out to be a musical delicacy.
