Once one of those nights hit 5.30am and dawn in Soho. Greek Street on a Friday morning. And we stumble up and down the pavements weaving between parked cars and the first bicycles of the day
headphones on because everyone else went home and Bar Italia kicked us out in the end
Ryan we love you.
Soho I miss you. I will see you tomorrow on my way back home. I spend my time at the seaside and in east London, and north, but my heart is with you, south of Oxford Street and north of Shaftesbury Avenue. How did I ever imagine it to be anywhere other than behind the blue door at 57 Greek Street x
“James,” I always say to him, “James, must you cycle with your headphones on? Without a helmet? You saw how I fell last year.”
And he always laughs and says “It’ll be fine”.
If I were James, I would listen to this on my bike. It might stop me from freaking out about getting hit. The way it quantizes the chorus hook = fit. Personally not usually into Chromeo, but there’s a definite poshboy soft spot for Vampire Weekend somewhere in my heart…I’m always just one nought on a pay cheque away from lazing around on fantastically sunny rooftops with a Lyle & Scott jumper round my shoulders, me.
A much needed break from html and more so from London, aah bliss. Tom Jenkinson = a clever boy. His last record, Hello Everything (download ‘Modern Bass Guitar‘) was in my opinion his best record ever and it marked a dramatic move away from a purists take on d&b. His latest record continue the adventures of a live / band supported record. Check the video below if you feel inclined. Waiter, COFFEE!
So says Warp records blurb…The overall concept of this video revolves around images of imaginary astronomical phenomena. I selected a method which I anticipated would be appropriate to the construction of “scaleless” objects, such that one could imagine them occupying planetary sized volumes of space.
Tame Impala, toured with MGMT, who hasn’t? signed to Modular, who isn’t? Very good this though. San Fran 1972, summer, with a little Pixies chucked in, Australian, everything that a fuzzy psychedelic rock track should sound like in 2009.
It rained on Sunday so we ate £3 pizzas on the pavement and went to the Fitzroy Tavern to sit downstairs surrounded by pictures of Dylan Thomas and George Orwell, and wondered if they sat around talking about the crap we discuss now or if it was some kind of higher intellectual plain, and did social media dissolve our conversation skills or has the latter half of the 20th century lead to the degeneration of culture - or was it always like this? - and we think, maybe we’ll get off Facebook and Twitter and blogging and mobiles and we’ll have one landline (and be like Kraftwerk, perhaps) and you can just reach us by post.
Then we stopped typing sentences which are too long and listened - not watched, don’t watch this, maybe read a book once you’ve pressed play, okay? - to Jack Kerouac reading On The Road and we thought we’d better get on, really, with our iPods and our supermarkets.
So ex-girlfriends; what a topical and controversial point….
Nothing quite excites me as being reunited with my favorite pair of lips, as watching a perfectly formed bottom stride across the bedroom floor or naked eggs in bed. But would you listen to Miles Davis’ rock/jazz/improv record ‘Jack Johnson’? No? NO? So save it for a candle lit bath and a few glasses of red wine.
I filmed a Heypenny gig for them once. Do you want to see? Look, you can! No one has invited me to be a camera operator yet, I am not sure why.
They’re that nice off kilter pop thing that my ex girlfriend loves. She probably loves Heypenny. I just quite like them.
The Slips remix takes Heypenny out of that “nearly cheesy” territory and makesit kinda, well, much better. With driving bass! And a lot less like Scouting For Girls. Who we hate.
Sometimes at 88days you get the views of one of us projected as “we” - you know, in a royal sense. When I talk about Scouting For Girls, I can safely say I really do mean “we”. Every single 88dayser hates Scouting For Girls. It’s practically what brought us together. That and a love of Esbjörn Svensson.
Anyway. The Slips. Good remix. Me. Not great at filming stuff. Scouting For Girls. We hate them so much we don’t even link to them. Yeah?
It’s the blips at 1 minute 40 seconds, or thereabouts, that make us excited and want to dance. Thanks autoKratz! We like the original too, so go buy Kitsuné Maison 6 if that turns you on. Nice to see they’re getting it together after Numero 5. Which, sorry guys, we didn’t really like. This looks good though. Pnau and David E Sugar are right up our street.
oh and La Roux are on myspace, of course. Though she blogged TODAY saying she doesn’t like Kylie. Which makes us like her less. What’s not to like about Kylie?
Long have I been a fan of Christopher D Ashley, he reminds me of everything great about being 27. The 70’s, 80’s and a lot of synth fetishism. He’s a good lad. He records a huge body of musical work - some of a more Aceed flava (think Aphex) and more of a Depeche Mode/New Order pop tinged vibe. The third and potentially final release ‘You and Me Bobby Sox’ from the SUPERB album Cruel Romantics fixates on his pop vocal material. Here Ashley called on the expertise of former Two lone Swordsman don Keith Tenniswood for mix master makeovers. Check.
Video. Buy. In the meantime, check out a couple of mixes, the first via the label as part of community order and the Justin Robertson, well, who knows. Get Weird.
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