Elsewhere As Well.

Elsewhere.

QOTD: "The OB ward should not smell like fish."

QOTD: "you know...i'm just not built to wipe myself...or clean myself...i have to get into yoga positions to do it. i'm going to go for a walk.'

Yeah why not.

Been pretty much exactly a month. Here's two I upped recently for shits and giggles.

Sometimes the best time to have your faith in humanity restored is when you're being insufferable. Thanks and I love you.

Old And Older...

Alicia and Aretha.

Clerks.

A Little Old School And A Little Soul

Leaders Of The New School.

"The Leaders of the New School were an American hip hop crew composed of Uniondale, New York natives Charlie Brown, Dinco D, Busta Rhymes and Cut Monitor Milo, Busta Rhymes' cousin. The four got their start touring with hip hop group Public Enemy, and in fact it was member Chuck D who gave Busta Rhymes and Charlie Brown their names.

The group made their first appearance on an Elektra Records compilation titled Rubáiyát: Elektra's 40th Anniversary, with a song called "Mt. Airy Groove". LONS soon joined up with popular hip hop collective, the Native Tongues Posse, along with the Jungle Brothers, De La Soul, A Tribe Called Quest and Black Sheep.

In 1991 Busta Rhymes made a guest appearance on A Tribe Called Quest's hit single "Scenario," and LONS joined ATCQ on the Arsenio Hall Show to perform the track with them. Their debut album also came in 1991, entitled A Future Without a Past, which included the hits "Case of the P.T.A.", "Sobb Story" and "The International Zone Coaster". The group was praised for their light-hearted content, and old-school call-and-response deliveries. Their second and last album was T.I.M.E., released in 1993, which stood for "The Inner Mind's Eye". The album was less acclaimed than their debut, but spawned rap hits "What's Next" and "Classic Material"."

Library Tapes.

"Library Tapes consists of David Wenngren from Gävle, Sweden and is an experimental/ambient band. Per Jardsell was a member of Library Tapes but left after the release of the first album. Later releases saw the artist collaborate with Colleen, Erik Skodvin (Deaf Center & Svarte Greiner), Peter Broderick, Danny Norbury and Sylvain Chauveau."

I have only really given the two '08 releases healthy listens, but they hooked me and I had to grab up the rest of his stuff. From my limited listens today the earlier stuff is just as good but much more sparse without Broderick's help. Anyway, onto the albums.

Ali.

New Brother Ali, should be good.

Tillman.

Newest from J. Tillman.

Bondy.

New effort from A.A. Bondy, get it while it's hot.

Brand New.

Not a big fan upon first listen through. I really dug the progression between their first album which was typical TBS style nonsense (still listened though) to Deja Entendu which showed a lot of growth. Then out came The Devil... which furthered the nod to old school emo and was grand, now out comes this which I don't know how to feel about. Heard a solid song or two on the first listen, but wasn't too impressed. Honeymoon is over I spose.

Volcano Choir.

"Volcano Choir is an assembly of Wisconsinites Jon Mueller, Chris Rosenau, Jim Schoenecker, Daniel Spack, Justin Vernon, and Thomas Wincek. You might find these old friends also frequenting records and stages under different monikers, Collections of Colonies of Bees and Bon Iver. The collaboration predates the meteoric rise of Justin Vernon's Bon Iver project, with original songwriting dating back to the summer of 2005, right around the time the Bees first toured with Vernon's previous band DeYarmond Edison.

While entirely a studio record, the collection doesn't suffer from the overburdens of a digital pile up or over-thinking. Rather it breathes and convulses in equal measure, radiating an inherent dynamism found only in the voluntary bondage of intimacy. With influences ranging from David Sylvian and Steve Reich to Mahalia Jackson and Tom Waits, it might be more accurate to say the group's influence is music itself. You can hear it in the care and real love generously applied to each moment of Unmap. With the vibe of some intimate backwoods gospel, plus a spirit of patience and thoughtful repetition, the music of Volcano Choir is as dynamic as it is lovely.

Unmap ultimately came together over a weekend in November 2008 in Fall Creek, Wisconsin, at Justin and Nate Vernon's recording studio. And while it is at its heart a record about the allure of being with people you need and making something with them, it is also a document created by musicians with rare gifts getting together to exorcise their ideas about beauty. This scaffolding of loops and off grid tempos for choral style vocals offers a state of continual surprise, call it unexpectation.

Unmap marks the debut full-length from Volcano Choir, the collaboration between Collections of Colonies of Bees and Justin Vernon of Bon Iver."

New look.

Shit's looking marginally professional, no?

english 101

"it's in the earliest hours of the morning that you begin to feel most alive. Those sleepless hours before the dawn, the inevitable precursor to those wholly bad mornings. Those mornings where all you want is to crawl into bed with her but instead climb your tired bones out of bed stumbling in what resembles a drunken stupor into the bathroom to request the salvation of hot water and steam; a salvation that as is the case with all salvation always comes half cocked and with a price.

having realized your mounting debt and pretending to come to terms with it you then emerge from the bathroom, stumbling back into your room in what now resembles an only slightly drunken stupor to find something you find halfway suitable to put on in order to greet this wholly bad morning, perhaps something to appease it or at least something relatively appealing to the eye. Settling instead for the comfort of an old pair of worn jeans and the warmth of flannel, you then leave your house and stumble toward a cup of coffee, content that at least certain examples of salvation come at the bargain price of a mere dollar and fifty nine cents."

Gil Frusciante.

Gil Scott-Heron. Soul, spoken word, proto-rap, call it what you will, it's good either way. The Revolution Will Not Be Televised. Another real good one and probably my favorite from the album.














One of a quarter billion(? sounds about right) solo efforts dude has put out now. Anyway, shit's good, probably better than you'd imagine. Here's the opening track. And here is one called Loss.

Old And Still Good Green Day.

More or less their first album. Feel free to split hairs if you want. Check it. Check this too.















Second album. Here and here please.

"you've got a deadline. you've got 22 minutes to compose something that anyone will care enough to even skim, 21 by the time you've finished scrawling the previous sentence. so what'll it be? staring at a blank slate isn't exactly the best muse, though it may be the brightest in an otherwise dark room. you frantically search your even darker mind, darkened by sleep and the efforts of the continued day and nothing will come to you, a feeling comparable to writers block but possibly even more frustrating. a total vaccum of ideas is worse than feeling a nebulous need to create only to not willfully eek a single thing out, or at least it sometimes seems that way. instead you impress upon the bright white slate darkened letters comprising what amounts to a giant heap of bullshit, so you scrap them and start over, slate seeming brighter than ever, burning your eyes but unfortunately not any ideas into the brain that you once thought to lie behind them. so now what? you've got 14 minutes left and it took your addled brain the better part of 45 seconds to figure the math out on that one. at this point you find yourself wondering weighing the pros and cons of submitting a giant pile of bullshit that is now steaming and beginning to gather flies, or simply aborting the process in it's entirety and retreating to sleep having realized how futile it is to attempt to construct something out of nothing. it's at this point you also realize you've failed to bother to use capital letters and punctuation has probably taken a backseat to timeliness. and don't even bother thinking about coherance or clarity, you should probably be lucky you have words on the page that you haven't the gall to scrap yet. i guess it's at this point you just press submit hoping the maggots that have now become present at least bloom into something more worthy than the heap they crawled out of."

"Ever find yourself staring at a paper laid open to the obituaries and being sad that that is what the persons life amounted to, summed up in the requisite 100 words or less? Or even that whomever ended up being saddled with the arduous task of condensing what was hopefully a lifes worth of events into mere bullet points assumed (be it correctly or not) that these were the ultimate and seemingly unfortunate highlights to fill up this arbitrary summation of a subjects life? Subject being used because they always tend to read detached and cold as the body, no matter the effort, rather coming across as a mere chore, a required acknowledgment of loss. Here's hoping some warmth and care was taken with the eulogy."

"As I walked around the old mill town in what remained of a long day, I slowly began to take notice of the ramshackle way it had been cobbled together. Patched piece by piece and tarred at the seams with seemingly shoddy respect for all to follow and all that preceded. Doors that were once bustling portals of activity now had been closed and painted up seemingly only remaining for the purpose of holding errant tags and the incessant vulgar scrawl of seemingly overgrown but not yet grown up school children. It was then I began to wonder with the imminent demise of print media if that was what my generation would be reduced to, mindless sloganeering masquerading as wit.

And yet seemingly in spite of this observation or perhaps out of pure compliance and acquiescence I sit inside one of these patchwork establishments touching pen to paper. For the most part directly inside the door of these buildings is what I can only assume is meant to pass for a bar. Jutting angular protrusions of wood or something like it pieced together into a ramshackle counter covered in the only obvious clue to it being a bar aside from the surly half tanked patrons scattered about, alcohol, and plenty of it. These surroundings do however seem to become increasingly more homey as soon as you've been caught in the realization that the man pouring your drinks (phrased that way because he's precisely that and nothing more) is rather heavy handed with the whiskey much to your eventual chagrin. That is until you end up as immediately outside the door as you were in, in what may or may not be a gutter."

Fifteen.

Fifteen is a punk band out of California from a bit back that came out after Crimpshine was no more. Certainly not for everyone understandably but I dig it. Lotsa environmental, drug abuse, racism yadda yadda centered lyrics.



Album from 1994. Had the song that first got me into them when I heard a cover of it, Petroleum Distillation. Ok so apparently there's either a 30 second clip or a terrible live version, I went with the clip.














1999. Dedicated to friend and bass player Lucky who killed himself possibly in part to his speed addiction. Title track is clearly dedicated to him as well. My Congressman addresses the need for needle exchange programs and a handy way to remember how to clean your needles. Family Values covers working for a shitty boss/corporation.

Just get this shit...

...already.

Honey's Dead.

Here's one I haven't heard in a while. Remembered it when transferring music to the laptop for ipod purposes. Apparently it's hard to find the cuts from the album on the net and not shitty live videos. But here's Reverence which I really dig as well as Sugar Ray which I dig a lot too so it all works out.













While I'm on the Scottish music here's another. Check out this guy.

Oldie But Goodie.

Of course we all know Mr. Jones and Round Here. But how about Raining In Baltimore, Rain King, Perfect Blue Buildings and Anna Begins?

Two Classics In Their Own Ways...

I mean come on. Examples to be had here. Check this one out while you're at it too please.















Buddy fuckin' Holly. Come on now. Everyday? Peggy Sue? Those are the easy ones.

Two Good Mashups.

Jaydiohead. Pretty self-explanatory. No Karma.
Change Order. Optimistic Moment. 99 Anthems.















Another self-explanatory one. I really dig this one a lot specifically a couple of tracks. This being one of them. But this one is my absolute favorite, easy.

Random Raps.

Smif N Wessun's 1995 effort Dah Shinin' . They were later known as Cocoa Brovaz. Anyway, albums is good, check that shit. Wrektime is probably my favorite off the album. Timz N Hood Chek is good as well.














Solillaquists Of Sound are on Strange Famous Records and they are pretty good. Check 1. Check 2. Check 3.



















I honestly don't remember where this came from or why I have it. Never really listened to it much, but I remember kinda liking it so here it is for your enjoyment. Anyway read about dude here. He's got beats from RJD2 and Prefuse 73 on here which is probably why I picked it up. Examples here and here.