long overdue...
as always...
right now i'm listening to Erol Alkan's Disco 2006 cd from mixmag. lovely stuff. i mean, it's far from lovely - it's dirty it's noisy, it's squelchy and just ear crunching at times - but god it's good. mixmag named him dj of the year. too right. i only got to see him once i'm afraid, but that one time was a marvellous occasion. and last night i discovered he'll be playing ucd in a few weeks, so i'll see him again. yay!
ahem.
tuesday night i went to see ?uestlove in the temple bar music centre. some of his track selection was a little bit obvious (but hey, doesn't that always mean that it was great music that everyone knows?!) but the mixing was sublime. at least i thought so at the time. opening with i got a woman/gold digger he delayed the intro with some heavy scratching - my friend cried "he's f*cking it up!" - he kicked it off wonderfully with tracks like these and get by and, well i can't remember everything. one thing which annoyed me just a little bit was that every time i tried to record a video someone came over to me and put a stop to it. i can't imagine why. it wasn't a live performance - it was, essentially, a dj playing other people's music. so, erm, why?! i managed to get about 19 seconds of ?uest spinning the message, before some dude bundled across the stage and forced my camera off. hmm. then, while i was waiting for a verse of eric b and rakim's you know i got soul, a bouncer stopped me again. so i managed to record the verse on the sly, but it's a bit of a shocking video really. not impressed. i've been at nearly 70 performances/gigs this year and i've recorded videos at nearly all of them, and this is the only time anyone has even passed comment. without wanting to labour the point, what makes this one artist so self-important that his fans are refused the opportunity to capture even a modicum of his performance for their future enjoyment?
in other news, i FINALLY managed to get my hands on hell hath no fury. but i have to wait until monday (Christmas, for those of you that don't know) before i can listen to it. in the meantime i've been repeat-playing we got it 4 cheap vol 2. even from the first track their mission statement is clear. i know i've already posted about this collection, but it, and they, deserves the attention:
this ain't nothing but candy from a baby
i sell that sh*t, got 'em stuck since the 80s
y'all ain't even thinking 'bout stickin' to format
y'all n***as tell and oo-ooh-in like horseshack
singing with the band with snares and high-hats
and it ain't slow us no we kept huntin for more crack
we ain't holla back, n***a we holla black
card era, second coming taking you back
and it's a known fact y'all tired of the circus,
so come home where you smell the crack in the verses
the whole rap world watch the Clipse take a bow
we left it in your hands you ain't make father proud
none of y'all can copy, a hard act to follow
we was cursed with the spirit of verses - the stigmata
suicide bomb ya like Mohammad Adiv
or the doors on that phantom, Re-Up, we rap martyrs WHAT
ooh-ooh indeed.....
right now i'm listening to Erol Alkan's Disco 2006 cd from mixmag. lovely stuff. i mean, it's far from lovely - it's dirty it's noisy, it's squelchy and just ear crunching at times - but god it's good. mixmag named him dj of the year. too right. i only got to see him once i'm afraid, but that one time was a marvellous occasion. and last night i discovered he'll be playing ucd in a few weeks, so i'll see him again. yay!
ahem.
tuesday night i went to see ?uestlove in the temple bar music centre. some of his track selection was a little bit obvious (but hey, doesn't that always mean that it was great music that everyone knows?!) but the mixing was sublime. at least i thought so at the time. opening with i got a woman/gold digger he delayed the intro with some heavy scratching - my friend cried "he's f*cking it up!" - he kicked it off wonderfully with tracks like these and get by and, well i can't remember everything. one thing which annoyed me just a little bit was that every time i tried to record a video someone came over to me and put a stop to it. i can't imagine why. it wasn't a live performance - it was, essentially, a dj playing other people's music. so, erm, why?! i managed to get about 19 seconds of ?uest spinning the message, before some dude bundled across the stage and forced my camera off. hmm. then, while i was waiting for a verse of eric b and rakim's you know i got soul, a bouncer stopped me again. so i managed to record the verse on the sly, but it's a bit of a shocking video really. not impressed. i've been at nearly 70 performances/gigs this year and i've recorded videos at nearly all of them, and this is the only time anyone has even passed comment. without wanting to labour the point, what makes this one artist so self-important that his fans are refused the opportunity to capture even a modicum of his performance for their future enjoyment?
in other news, i FINALLY managed to get my hands on hell hath no fury. but i have to wait until monday (Christmas, for those of you that don't know) before i can listen to it. in the meantime i've been repeat-playing we got it 4 cheap vol 2. even from the first track their mission statement is clear. i know i've already posted about this collection, but it, and they, deserves the attention:
this ain't nothing but candy from a baby
i sell that sh*t, got 'em stuck since the 80s
y'all ain't even thinking 'bout stickin' to format
y'all n***as tell and oo-ooh-in like horseshack
singing with the band with snares and high-hats
and it ain't slow us no we kept huntin for more crack
we ain't holla back, n***a we holla black
card era, second coming taking you back
and it's a known fact y'all tired of the circus,
so come home where you smell the crack in the verses
the whole rap world watch the Clipse take a bow
we left it in your hands you ain't make father proud
none of y'all can copy, a hard act to follow
we was cursed with the spirit of verses - the stigmata
suicide bomb ya like Mohammad Adiv
or the doors on that phantom, Re-Up, we rap martyrs WHAT
ooh-ooh indeed.....
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