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A scenario unfolds on the grid... Lost in the caves, navigating 303 stalactites in flux and bathed in echoes of The Airplane, Stargate rising onna vector plane and the spectral breeze coarsing through lava flows deeper still. Underworld deep in the cut, another remix tripping out into the k-hole, wild fractals spiral off the jet … Continue reading Acid Underworld
The memory of trees... palm trees and plantains, y todo lo demás. Down at Punta La Bandera circa 1987, the sound of percussion pulsing through the palms, people dancing on the promenade to the rhythms of Compass Point (or a reasonable facsimile thereof), bass/synths/guitar melt together and glow like neon in the darkness, sketched against … Continue reading Compass Point Carolina
Groove, groove, groove, groove with the colour... Down on the boulevard, caught between the heatwave and the afternoon haze, Hotwax Whiskey River on the pavement, the dusted stomp of New Kingdom's Paradise Don't Come Cheap, The 45 King, and traces of Link Wray's Fat Back pulsing through the bone dry breeze. Lost beneath the dull … Continue reading Yellow Sunshine
Life's the same, it's all inside you. Down in the dust and the heat, the tremolo shakes like waves rising from the desert highway, a mirage of guitar melting in the blazing sun. Red Snapper records Reeled And Skinned and slipping across the sand, sidewinder tracks carved into the dunes as Thomas The Fib and … Continue reading Shakin’ Like Tremolo
Polly said today, she'd find another way... tomorrow. Time is tight, tasks and projects coming down with a quickness. Posts less frequent, but underneath the surface the wheels are turning. Building out the framework, piece by piece in the remains of the day, while the mass production loop just rolls out into the perpetuity. Sometimes … Continue reading Polyesterday
I had a dream about my man last night... I was chilling with my cousin in Puerto Rico, and he goes Check this out... It's a 12" of Scorpio by Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five, but this copy had a different vocal version on the flip! Kid Creole, Cowboy and Melle Mel were trading … Continue reading Scorpio
Have You Seen The Stars Tonite Back from the red light disco and lost in the Lakeside Discothèque, where the pulse moves rhythms like packets across radio waves, Reese & Santonio records blurred in the sun-glazed mirages of dusty El Cajon heat. Flowing down the slipstream from progressive Detroit and the days when Ken Collier … Continue reading Club Cannibal
Hip hop blues lurking in the mist... The great swaying downbeat drift of Exchange has me thinking about the way the whole trip hop impulse seems to stretch back into time, beyond even the post punk and soundsystem soul of the 1980s into the glory days of the original soul music: the 60s and 70s. … Continue reading Walk Under A Full Moon’s Light
Sons Of The Subway Walk Under A Full Moon's Light // All these rugged sounds in discordant harmony, swirling like shadows in your mind, extraterrestrial raggabeats/trip hop broken down/post punk noise/machine soul riddims, The Dust Brothers/Black Grape vision and rock 'n roll in full effect — Captain Beyond and the MC5 and The Stooges and Blue Cheer — Paul's … Continue reading Rugged Sounds
B-Boys wander solitary on the streets of Chiba City How can I be sure in a world that's constantly changing? Maxinquaye and Bristol, dragging breakbeats and bass from the dark side, dubbed-out shadows within and traces of the jungle bizzness in the mix. Mtume on the neon plane, slow-motion boogie equations drawn up in the … Continue reading Hip Hop Blues