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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
All Is Full Of Love: At The Edge of House and R&B In the hazy shadow of r&b's ultraviolet hip hop inflections, its mirror image lingers like a haunting moment still hanging hazy in the air. Amid these discotheque dreams half-remembered, its pulse still beats a song of uptempo longing. One day Jamie passed the … Continue reading Soul Machines
Machine soul by the roadside boogie and city lights beyond... Dusk falls on Murray Hill, cloudy skies bathed in moonlight and the city lights below. In this secluded enclave hemmed in by hills on all sides, geology has its way with the streets, the buildings and the power lines, all arranged carefully around its ever-changing … Continue reading Machines On Murray Hill
Scenes from the grid Rolling vectors spill across the shimmering surface of the game grid, your vessel moves silently over the face of the waters. Lost in the slipstream of Tron 1982, new wave post-disco Radio Clash bizzness mashed into Mtume's Green Light. Plant life blooms between the cracks in the bassline of Veridis Quo, … Continue reading Machines On The Grid
The Bay.. The Bowl... The Universe This time of year — when late autumn begins giving way to the dawning chill of winter — often takes me back to the year 2001, when I spent my days going to community college out in Grossmont and shelving books at the Clairemont Library to make a little money. Then, I'd spend … Continue reading Students Of The Future