Footwurk

Posted by – 2010/08/05


Tshe-Tsha Boys, We are here…

Posted by – 2010/08/04

… drink your women, steal your beer



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Time makes fools of us all

Posted by – 2010/08/03

(clearly lube)

UR-081

Posted by – 2010/08/03


The spirit of the Detroit Grand Pubahs is strong in this one.

Nostalgia + Wiki Vandalism = Double Wackness

Posted by – 2010/08/02


Synopsis

On a cool, clear night (typical to Southern California) Warren G travels through his neighborhood, searching for women with whom he might initiate sexual intercourse. He has chosen to engage in this pursuit alone.

Nate Dogg, having just arrived in Long Beach, seeks Warren. On his way to find Warren, Nate passes a car full of women who are excited to see him. Regardless, he insists to the women that there is no cause for excitement.

Warren makes a left turn at 21st Street and Lewis Ave, where he sees a group of young men enjoying a game of dice together. He parks his car and greets them. He is excited to find people to play with, but to his chagrin, he discovers they intend to relieve him of his material possessions. Once the hopeful robbers reveal their firearms, Warren realizes he is in a less than favorable predicament.

Meanwhile, Nate passes the women, as they are low on his list of priorities. His primary concern is locating Warren. After curtly casting away the strumpets (whose interest in Nate was such that they crashed their automobile), he serendipitously stumbles upon his friend, Warren G, being held up by the young miscreants.

Warren, unaware that Nate is surreptitiously observing the scene unfold, is in disbelief that he’s being robbed. The perpetrators have taken jewelry and a name brand designer watch from Warren, who is so incredulous that he asks what else the robbers intend to steal. This is most likely a rhetorical question.

Observing these unfortunate proceedings, Nate realizes that he may have to use his firearm to deliver his friend from harm.

The tension crescendos as the robbers point their guns to Warren’s head. Warren senses the gravity of his situation. He cannot believe the events unfolding could happen in his own neighborhood. As he imagines himself in a fantastical escape, he catches a glimpse of his friend, Nate.

Nate has seventeen cartridges to expend (sixteen residing in the pistol‘s magazine, with a solitary round placed in the chamber and ready to be fired) on the group of robbers, and he uses many of them. Afterward, he generously shares the credit for neutralizing the situation with Warren, though it is clear that Nate did all of the difficult work. Putting congratulations aside, Nate quickly reminds himself that he has committed multiple homicides to save Warren before letting his friend know that there are females nearby if he wishes to fornicate with them.

Warren recalls that it was the promise of copulation that coaxed him away from his previous activities, and is thankful that Nate knows a way to satisfy these urges.

Nate quickly finds the women who earlier crashed their car on Nate’s account. He remarks to one that he is fond of her physical appeal. The woman, impressed by Nate’s singing ability, asks that he and Warren allow her and her friends to share transportation. Soon, both friends are driving with automobiles full of women to the East Side Motel, presumably to consummate their flirtation in an orgy.

The third verse is more expository, with Warren and Nate explaining their G Funk musical style. Nate displays his bravado by claiming that individuals with equivalent knowledge could not even attempt to approach his level of lyrical mastery. He also notes that if any third party smokes as he does, they would find themselves in a state of intoxication daily (from Nate’s other works, it can be inferred that the substance referenced is marijuana). Nate concludes his delineation of the night by issuing a vague threat to “busters,” suggesting that he and Warren will further “regulate” any potential incidents in the future (presumably by engaging their enemies with small arms fire).

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Two coffees and a miscellaneous lie, plz

Posted by – 2010/07/31

misc.lies

Bobby O special on IFM1

Posted by – 2010/07/29

I-F brings the joy

http://radio.intergalacticfm.com/1.m3u

TUNE IN!!

recent recommends

Posted by – 2010/07/29

philip corner – three pieces for gamelan ensemble

thrums and rumbles without ever becoming ominous. the less aware you are, the more pleasant it becomes. discreet music. live performance would be a different experience.

philip jeck – 7

campus-seclusion burial, stripped of all urban imperatives. melodies shimmer in the distance. buzz and crackle cannot obscure heavenly melodic resonance, even more satisfying are the occasional forays into deeper waters. now you can let go is halfway between turntablism and plunderphonics – drama derived from the re-structuring of off-kilter source material.

ellen band – 90% post-consumer sound

performances informed by the spontaneity of field recordings and the sensibility of musique concrete. the microtonalities of radiatore conjur up childhood rattlings stripped of impatience; xenakis kidnapped and left in chains. railroad gamelan is an edit of railside recordings. swinging sings is a duet for violins. the diverse methodology produces uniform results – Das Wohltemperirte DAT.

chris watson – stepping into the dark

cabling ultra-sensitive mics over long distances, the better to remove the recordist from the picture, allows watson to create field recordings of enchanted places. this album is a midnight stroll in a strange land, and almost impossible to listen to piecemeal.

geir jenssen – cho oyu 8201m (field recordings from tibet)

biosphere (disguised as a mountaineer) takes his recording equipment into the tibetan highlands. unlike watson, there is a life and a particular experience at the heart of these recordings, which are studies less than they are mementoes. nonetheless, their very richness makes them rewarding – startling and unusual juxtapositions are strewn throughout, supported by the conceptual crutch of the climb.

Gliding going dumb

Posted by – 2010/07/29


turfing

Hip House Will Never Die

Posted by – 2010/07/27


Some incredible WTF moments and some pretty tasty tunes (albeit undermined by scenes from Real Life circa ’89)