This must be my month...
Perlon Records' own, Sammy Dee treated Boston/Cambridge to the new face of tech* by ripping up the Phoenix Landing this past Wed night.
With the help of live laptop set performed by Unlocked Groove's Scorcho, they woke Boston's eyes to the shuffle and swings sounds that make progressive tech some of the best sounding electronic music in years.
Call it a wake up call or simply a banger session, it was the best session in Boston in years! Hands down classic.
(For those in MA, catch the Unlocked Groove team every Saturday night at River Gods in Cambridge, MA for Peer Pressure.)
*Tech: an all inclusive term used in referencing the crossover of techno, house, and electro beats to form a more blended sound.
Thursday, May 27, 2004
Monday, May 24, 2004
god comes through after punishing me for 5 months.
S/he finally came around. After a bad string of months where good music was as difficult to find as good weather, my luck looks to be changing and just in time for the ass romping summer that 2004 will be.
Music. With so much bad music coming out it became more difficult to siphon the mediocre from the terrible. Records moguls may complain of depressed profit... but really...fcuk them. Its obvious why if you look at the umbrella from under the raining cloud. Most new music is garbage. Sure, you get some occasional one offs that need attention but even then, why would I spend my money on "so so" releases? Or was I not exploring the right venues for finding music I enjoyed?
Last week, I decided to take some action. I started reading the review sites again. Not skimming the ratings but actually reading the full reviews. They shed some guiding light across our modern day hell. I've read them all from the old standbys to some new blurb writers that i had never explored. In moments, my purse dumped 40$US down and my ears were shown that not all was hopeless. Holy lord, I got to stimulated again by new music.
Details will come in time. As a promise to myself to be a bit more sharing, I'll be writing much more frequently here again while trying to not waste your time with space filler.
[op ed: Space filler was never my intention with dropform as it tends to be with most blogs. Reading about someone's daily trip the store for ice cream is only entertaining if they happen to fall on the counter and lose their pants in persuit of a missing nickel. Buying ice cream is (simply put) not inherently funny. Its space filler. It does nothing more than cause my news agg to inform me that you've spent the last 15 minutes cracking your head in order to piss me off in an hours time when I break down and hope to god you wrote something insightful (should I pull that feed from the agg? Yes. I'm doing so now).]
But as I write more about the state of my head, I may occasionally get the "ice cream syndrome." At that time, please fcuking remind me of what a twat I've become.
Anyways, as a short starter: Buy The Streets "A Grand Don't Come for Free." Truly, its better than his freshman release. Don't hold back because the name is now synonymous with the pre-grimy, 2step era of British rap. Buy it because unlike most new music, this record is sheer honesty. Oi.
Music. With so much bad music coming out it became more difficult to siphon the mediocre from the terrible. Records moguls may complain of depressed profit... but really...fcuk them. Its obvious why if you look at the umbrella from under the raining cloud. Most new music is garbage. Sure, you get some occasional one offs that need attention but even then, why would I spend my money on "so so" releases? Or was I not exploring the right venues for finding music I enjoyed?
Last week, I decided to take some action. I started reading the review sites again. Not skimming the ratings but actually reading the full reviews. They shed some guiding light across our modern day hell. I've read them all from the old standbys to some new blurb writers that i had never explored. In moments, my purse dumped 40$US down and my ears were shown that not all was hopeless. Holy lord, I got to stimulated again by new music.
Details will come in time. As a promise to myself to be a bit more sharing, I'll be writing much more frequently here again while trying to not waste your time with space filler.
[op ed: Space filler was never my intention with dropform as it tends to be with most blogs. Reading about someone's daily trip the store for ice cream is only entertaining if they happen to fall on the counter and lose their pants in persuit of a missing nickel. Buying ice cream is (simply put) not inherently funny. Its space filler. It does nothing more than cause my news agg to inform me that you've spent the last 15 minutes cracking your head in order to piss me off in an hours time when I break down and hope to god you wrote something insightful (should I pull that feed from the agg? Yes. I'm doing so now).]
But as I write more about the state of my head, I may occasionally get the "ice cream syndrome." At that time, please fcuking remind me of what a twat I've become.
Anyways, as a short starter: Buy The Streets "A Grand Don't Come for Free." Truly, its better than his freshman release. Don't hold back because the name is now synonymous with the pre-grimy, 2step era of British rap. Buy it because unlike most new music, this record is sheer honesty. Oi.
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