Posts Tagged ‘music’

Drifting Ocean

// April 22nd, 2008 // 2 Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Drifting - composed and played by Andy McKee
Myspace, Label: Candyrat

(link via bloggingheadstv)

For the those who think their “oh my god, utter guitar genius” level cannot go any higher, prepare to realize your former belief system was ruinously corrupted. Welcoming Mr. John Butler.

Ocean - composed and played by John Butler
Tour Dates

(thanks Westy!)

Big City Life

// April 18th, 2008 // 1 Comment » // Art, Music & Poetry

“The Linguist across
the seas and the oceans
A permanent Itinerant
is what I`ve chosen
I find myself in Big City prison
arisen from the vision
of mankind”

-Big City Life, Mattafix

High and Dry

// February 29th, 2008 // No Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Somehow goes with the above. High and Dry, by Radiohead.

In Rainbows

// October 1st, 2007 // No Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Radiohead are pretty much my Beatles. I saw them on an island in Budapest last summer and experienced something I haven’t been able to define or recount and am almost fearful recollecting in case I somehow damage the fragile memory of that one perfect hour.


Radiohead – Paranoid Android

Through six incredibly different albums they’ve carried a generation of fans to a genre-transcending appreciation of music. And now, through their low-key blog Dead Air Space, they release their seventh.

Wed, 04 July

things are quiet here right now. we are unable to explain.
nothing can be revealed.
we have not disappeared.
merely become invisible.
for a short time. we may be hiding in the woods.

Thom


Mon, 01 October

Hello everyone.
Well, the new album is finished, and it’s coming out in 10 days;
We’ve called it In Rainbows.
Love from us all.

Jonny

The album will be available for download from October 10 or in a double vinyl/double CD set shipping December 3 and includes the digital downloads and a book. Through the website the customer is able to choose their own price for the album in download form.

Amy Winehouse – In My Bed

// September 10th, 2007 // 8 Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

(Click to launch video clip and fall madly in love with Amy Winehouse)

Keep it Unreal

// November 26th, 2006 // No Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Who saw Mr Scruff play a wicked set last night in The Forum, London? (follow link for some free tracks)

A: The cast of Big Brother Extreme Saudi Scurvy and Supression Island edition?
B: Part of the Supreme Court of the Democratic Republic of Congo
C: Arthur and Monika
D: Belarusian President Alyaksandr Lukashenka


If you answered “C” you are correct. “A” doesn’t exist, “B” was recently burnt down in post-election gunfire, and “D” was busy giving farming tips on national television to his 80% state controlled agricultural economy.

It was freakin’ awesome- the best DJ I’ve seen in ages. Go, listen, become one with the Scruff.

J-Five Rocked the Party

// October 10th, 2006 // 1 Comment » // Art, Music & Poetry

Yesterday, I was nodding my head in sweet anticipation of checking Jurassic Five- a few hours later I was in the packed Paradiso main hall with hundreds of other fans, bouncing up and down, as J-Five absolutely rocked the party. Jurassic Five are a good to great crew to listen to- but where they come into their own is the live communal experience- the very place where hip hop came from.

If you have not seen live hip hop, then it’s hard to understand the way a great hip-hop crew can engage a crowd; talking up the crowd, building energy with classic material, busting in new selections, freestyle and scratching to mix it up and all brief reprieve only to return to loftier peaks, all in all getting everyone in the room nodding and rocking in time. J5 did all this with the tight professional edge of a band that’s been tieing together their harmonies for 13 years , yet kept it fresh with genuine energy and humility to simply rock the party.

j5 freedom

I’m skeptical when asked to raise my fist in the air- too many overtones of populist struggle and crowd mentality, but last night I had both in the air for “Freedom”.

“What mean the world to me is bein’ free
Live and let live and just let it be
Love peace and harmony, one universal family
One God*, one aim and one destiny

Hold on to this feelin’, Freedom, Freedom!”

*I’m down with interpreting “One God” anyway you like- Allah, God, the Tao, Brahma, strings and space time, whatever the name- it’s the oneness that underlies all things.

Big, Bad and Bold B-Boys of Old

// October 9th, 2006 // 5 Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Tonight I kick off a huge month of premium Hip-Hop with Jurassic Five from Los Angeles. Featuring MC’s Chali 2na, Akil, Soup, Mark 7even, and DJ Nu-Mark they form one of the world’s best crews- and one from the conscious side of Hip Hop. I’m already nodding my head in sweet anticipation.

“I transmit, transcripts, transcontinental lyrics
Deeply rooted in your spirit”
- Akil


“Interviewer: Has September 11th made you feel like you have to explain what being a Muslim is about?… Do you feel that as an artist you have to help break those stereotypes?

Chali 2NA: I feel like the stereotypes have always been here in America. You have president up on top of presidents who are really trying to befoul the whole Middle Eastern situation. Not because of religion but more so because of political gain and oil and things of that nature.

I’m a Muslim, first and foremost, I love God and respect God and respect the fact that there is nothing without him. Finding myself having to explain that? I have never been one to try to push what I believe on somebody on that level; you know what I’m saying. My love is for God and God Only. For instance my wife and me got married and I didn’t even invite my momma or nobody to the wedding. It was about her, God and me…

There is a word in Arabic its called da`wah, which is the spread of information, it’s the spread of information by example more so than by preaching or trying to shove it down a persons throat, you know what I’m saying. I just try to live by example man, if a person feels that their comfortable with how I am or if they’re attracted to a certain part of me, the explanations come forth.”

Interview by Nick Huff on Davey B’s Hip Hop Corner.

Coming up later in the AJ’s Month of Hip Hop; The Roots and the Dilated Peoples. Also check out the Hip Hop show on the world’s best radio and webradio station- Australia’s Triple J.

Pete Philly & Perquisite

// September 29th, 2006 // 2 Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Pete Philly & Perquisite are an award winning hip hop/jazz duo who easily take the prize for the best local music I’ve heard here in the Netherlands. Their combination of tight flow (in english), smooth beats and jazzy instrumentals have earned respect across their European tour and from the illustriously ill Talib Kweli.


Their website has five tracks you can check out; or if you’re in town, scope them live Saturday night at the Melkweg.

A Jailbird to Your Music

// September 27th, 2006 // 2 Comments » // Art, Music & Poetry

Caught deep in a world of work, when something very different echoes eerily over my headphones and calls me out. It’s the “psych-folk duet” CocoRosie- and their intensely beautiful “Tekno Love Song”.

“I fell in love with a bad, bad man
Ever since I met him I been sad, sad, sad
June faded into blooms of September’s moon waned and grooved
Your perfume haunted me long after I saw the swing of heaven’s gate open in toward me
Luxurious in your arms, your smile is the cool sun in the dark
Misery rejoices when you’re near and fever
No sign of sickness keeps me burnin’ down in my heart
Winter melts, she shys away quite like the silence a dying star makes

I’m a jail bird to your music, a criminal in your prayers
I watch you in your sleep even when you’re not there

Picture this: your lips on my lips
The mirror has to do for now ’cause you vanished like a cloud
Rainbows wept colour all over the streets
When you went away maybe one day we’ll meet
“Oh woman,” you’re callin’ meI haven’t slept a wink since 1916
I wasn’t born then but sure feels time’s been tickin’
Shadows parade outside my door
I wish we were dancin’ across this old floor
Car horns honkin’ down that dirty street
I wish you were yellin’ tellin’ to wash my feet
Lipstick I’d wear for one million years
Just to stop your eyes from fallin’ them tears…”

Transcribed by sliceacadeua, emphasis mine.
Photo by Sean McCalbe for thezapgun.com