Soundsystem Soul

I quietly observe standing in my space... daydreaming. I've been rolling through the Heights on a wave of rugged roots 'n future in the afterglow of the Mezzanine XXI show, not only Mezzanine itself but surrounding Massive Attack records and the productions of the greater Bristol scene, shearing into a sound often termed soundsystem soul. … Continue reading Soundsystem Soul

Garden Grooves 005

This episode of Garden Grooves actually dates back a little bit, to the great dawn-of-summer tilling of the fields, when we were getting the Parallax Gardens back in good standing in that space between the rushes. Rather than one or two marathon sessions, this was more often than not spread out into one or two … Continue reading Garden Grooves 005

Bomb The Bass – Clear

Bomb The Bass Clear 4th & Broadway 1995 I think it's time to discuss the philosophy of hip hop blues as it relates to Terminal Vibration. Prime trip hop, in other words. Aside from Tricky's debut, I can think of no record that embodies this outlook more than Bomb The Bass' third album, Clear. Squaring … Continue reading Bomb The Bass – Clear

Rugged Sounds

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

RAG019: Winter 2019

Radio AG Episode 019: Living In The FloodWinter 2019 The roots of this mix go back a few years, when I began mapping out an Autumn entry of Radio AG to close out the first year of seasonal episodes. Needless to say, fate had other plans, and the last few years took me in other … Continue reading RAG019: Winter 2019

Warehouse Weatherall XXX

A Parallax guide the music of Andrew Weatherall The legend of Andrew Weatherall already loomed large when I first tumbled like Alice down into the wonderland that is dance music. This was back in 1996, at the cusp of my high school years. When I'd buy records, the name Andrew Weatherall would crop up with … Continue reading Warehouse Weatherall XXX