April 2010
Now people have started linking Foursquare to their Twitter and Facebook accounts, so some people’s Twitter feeds read like an itinerary. “Joe is at Taco Bell.” “Joe is at Wal-Mart.” “Joe is at Tian’an Men Massage Parlor.” Shut the fuck up, Joe. We don’t care where you are! And if we did, we would text or call or email and say “Where are you?” Is that so hard?
Yep. Dandiprats. The whole lot.
This, this, this: this.
Das Racist - You Oughta Know
Seriously, download this thing. It’s the funnest (what? “most fun”) mixtape you’ll hear this week. I really hope it carries me into the nice weather. But who knows with music these days, right? I feel like nothing can holdd mya attentalsdf thelksd fdccvf
I should probably put a cap on my Das Racist reblogs, but I’d just like to mention that this song includes a shout-out to the Swedish brand S.N.S. Herning, which makes wicked repros of antique fisherman knits.
Also, another song of their has the line, “Comedy, parody, novelty or scholarly/a little bit of column A, a little bit of column B/little bit of Common Projects, little bit of Wallabees.” Genius!
Seconded, love ‘em.
Newsflash: Christopher actually likes something new!
March 2010
Dichoso - Willie Bobo
( 1966 )
En Pleine Face - Harmonium
(1975)
Lene Lovich: ‘Lucky Number’
The Lady Gaga of 1979.
Seconded.
So funny, was thinking the same thing. Her and Nena Hagen.
The internet offers a chance for art’s users to experience organizational models of viewership in ways that are non-dependent and non-hierarchical. Allowing institutions to dictate the function of the Internet, be it through copyright, privatization, and/or the commoditization of information,…
tl:dr? Fuck that. Good shit.
Day Dream by Ashra Tempel staring Rosie
Dr. Sunera Thobani, University of British Columbia, on multiculturalism
via Restructure!: “Multiculturalism displaces anti-racism, upholds white supremacy.”
[click here for video]
(via heatherjoan)
Thanks, RJ.
“There’s certainly something alluring about the past Almond describes, and we hear many versions of it these days. The character-building trips to the record store, the ritualism of making mix-tapes, the hours spent waiting, patiently and devoutly, for a song on the radio. “I even liked that there was a whole process involved before you got to the songs,” he writes. “You had to thumb through your collection, put the record on the turntable and then set the needle down with the utmost care.” It’s a very familiar kind of nostalgia, this yearning for a time when music seemed a loftier and clearly-circumscribed pursuit. Almond is right: music is everywhere, which makes the act of setting aside time to listen to it seem outdated. But the episodes of the past I revisit the most aren’t those involving ritual—every generation will do whatever it chooses, and it will always seem illegitimate to the old school. ”
Die Radierer - Angriff Auf´s Schlaraffenland
Seriously, Vancouver. It’s ugly out there.
Suddenly not feeling guilty about my epic plan to stay in bed all day.
A excerpt of my solo set last night at the Western Front Vancouver.
MAGNETIC,RING - solo EMS Synthi ‘aks’ with Clone’A’ phasing system and looper.
Couldn’t make it, unfortunately. One of those nights.
“He wrote me: I will have spent my life trying to understand the function of remembering, which is not the opposite of forgetting, but rather its lining. We do not remember, we rewrite memory much as history is rewritten. How can one remember thirst?”
Full text on the clicky bit.
Re-reblog.