The temperatures in LA have been out of control lately. My normal bike route home which is usually very short and cool, resulted in me being drenched in sweat all week.
This is the time to have sweaty, debaucherous parties.
–but before all that, I need to finish school.
ENOUGH OF THAT.
MANY Thanks to all the people who send me demos, advances, mixtapes, nudes, and especially all the big name labels who, as of late, have been flooding my inbox with complete bullshit (and arguably shitty incomplete SAMPLES of songs).
But most importantly, thanks to all the people who send me high-bitrate mp3s. I cannot stress how much this means to me. Things like this tell me that you VALUE you own work as an artist.
To me it says,
“Hey, my work is tops, I don’t want it heard on anything but the best quality it can be. 320kbs all over your chest.”
I am probably more apt to respect your shit if you demonstrate some level of respect for it as well.
Something I can’t understand is an email consisting of,
“hey dude blogger guy, I don’t really give a fuck but you’re on the mailing list I made by crawling hypemachine, here’s my 96kbs track, feel free to play it live and post a blog entry about it.”
10 min later,
“oh sorry bro, i forgot to attach/link the file”
By this point, not only am I bothered that there was a message that failed to deliver with music, I was totally let down by the SHITness of the finally delivered track. Failure to deliver is such a bitch.
I will obviously not play a track that isn’t appealing to me, but I will sure as shit not play something that sounds like it was:
recorded off a ford fiesta fm radio into a lawyer’s spit-encrusted-dictaphone,
re-recorded onto your macbook through the built in microphone,
maxed out the input level because it wasn’t loud enough,
and finally re-compressed.
There isn’t enough time in a day.
hang in there, I’ve got a few weeks to go.
don’t have time to say much more… so listen.
The Futureheads – Hounds Of Love (Phones’ Wolves At The Door Remix)
ok, I GOTTA say something about this. Aside from all the Australian label inbreeding, I still can’t seem to get over the magic of Midnight Juggernauts. The spacey synth, church organs, reverb, CASTLEVANIASOUNDS, everything fucking thing they do is so epic and executed in a way that dwarfs everything in comparison. (them being juggernauts and all, LOOK I MAKE THE JOKE)
UPDATE!: how could I forget this one?? FLIP, FLIP FLIP IT
It’s late and I, just as the rest of the blog kingdom musicarius and genus Bloggerazoa, are all just listening to the latest sample track to come out of the Modular spam mailing list.
So that’s like, not even circle jerking, that’s like if a person were to be born with male and female sexual reproductive systems –self inseminating his/her own sperm and fertilizing his/her own egg.
NEXT LEVEL SHIT!!!!!!!!!!! BIG SELF-SEX HERMAPHRODITE SELF-JERK PRODUCING FETUS!
alright i’m over it. it’s late. i’m waking everyone up. this is really loud right now.
the chorus makes me want to self-sex.
oh. AND PROPS TO VAN SHE TECH FOR USING A NEW SYNTH! FUCK YEAAAAAAAA (not that i was getting tired of the old one they used for 2 years straight or anything)
oh and here’s the ladyhawke remix, listen to it and tell me I’m out of my mind/an idiot/fucking idiot/ghey