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Wednesday, June 25, 2003

Hello! C'mon now I can't be the only one here with too much time on my hands and too much bullshit in my head! Fear not ye all shall be spared for a few days while I am away at GLASTONBURY hahahahahahaha yes it's that time again druids and druidettes, woowoowoowoowoowoowoowoowoo

a few brief details like for instance which bands do you intend to go and see pete?

well i'm glad you asked, there aren't a huge number of people i want to see but still probably more than i'll get the chance to. priorities are: the flaming lips, the streets, radiohead (i guess, altho they do clash with super furries, so it's a tough call, but i haf only seen radiohead once compared to sfa 7 plus the new radiohead is do you know what actually pretty fucking cool! so i guess that's that. plus i'm bound to see sfa later in the year when they tour and i definitely will *not* go to see the 'head anywhere else. so there.), um who else, i guess love, 80s matchbox perhaps, calexico perhaps, de la soul perhaps, beth gibbons perhaps, DEFINITELY EROL ALKAN AND SOULWAX actually that's a priority. (oh yeah maybe yo la tengo - ha, tangent ------->

i finally got and then nothing turned itself inside-out the other day and yes it's pretty good, it does sound like the cover looks! starts off great, first half v.good, then there's a couple of pretty unbearable twee things in the middle where it's hard to resist the urge to shout 'yes but SO FUCKING WHAT YOU AND YR GIRLFRIEND MAKE EACH OTHER SAD SOMETIMES GIVE A SHIT!!!!!!' i mean please why do they think anyone cares? honestly. mainly i think i like yo la tengo when the drums are given more space in the mix and the regrettable indie-schmindie WAKE UP IT"S NOT 1986 vocals take a back seat because when they bother the drums are really pretty excelltn (NOTE TO SELF it's about time i wrote something about why drums are the best instrument, well my favourite anyway, ah, drums, friend, mother, secret lover) still i'd see them live again cos i'm curious to know if, now i know some songs a bit better, they seem better or worse, you see?

A.N.Other tangent: WIRE!!!!!!!
ok Pink Flag i admire as a concept and a statement but let's be honest i'm not that hooked on so many of the songs yet, i'm sure i will be given time but it's a slow process, definitely form over content at this point (NO BAD THING OF COURSE), but on the other hand, the bought-only-two-days-ago Chairs Missing OHMYGOD where has this been all my life. Shit. 'Practice Makes Perfect.' 'French Film Blurred.' 'Sand In My Joints.' 'Mercy.' 'I Am The Fly.' 'Heartbeat.' 'From The Nursery.' but especially ohsweetjesus especially these two: 'A Question Of Degree' (actually a bonus track on the re-release, it was a non-album single eventually, i mean, a single?! 1978 takes the piss!) is so deeply wonderful i know i haven't even heard everything in it yet, the bit that stuck indelibly to my mind last nite was when totally without warning the little skitter-skatter hi-hat comes in like it's a fucking techno record or something!. anyway, that's a very good song. BUT ABOVE ALL PLEASE I BESEECH YOU DO IT NOW DO IT FOR YOUR SOUL download/buy/copy/steal 'Outdoor Miner.' straight into the (at the moment very short) list of 100% perfect songs i am compiling in my head. please, please hear this, this song is too much to bear it's so beautiful. and it's only 1.45 long! when the fade-out starts after about 90 seconds something just gives way inside me it's too much, somehow i think something is being communicated: having a pop song so pretty and so delicate leave so quickly feels like a young life snuffed out, you know, or a wonderful relationship ending before it's had a chance, i don't know, you have to hear it and see if you know what i mean.


on this re-released version of the album they also include the extended version of the song! joy of joys. this is the same song, so, of course, it's perfect, but because it's a minute or so longer it's inevitably less perfect. HOWEVER this is forgivable because they use the extra minute to include the weirdest, spookiest dying-fairground, end-of-the-collapsing-pier piano sound ever, it trips along quietly in the background of the verse then GETS ITS OWN LITTLE BREAK in place of a middle 8 because a song this perfectly formed doesn't need a middle 8 or none of that shit of course! Wire i love you and i will happily ignore your probably embarrassing lyrics for a long time yet as long as i can just think about music as lovely as this.

ah well never mind i will let you know all about it when i get back, no doubt there'll be a coupla weeks worth of blog-shit to come out of the weekend! wish me luck and fair weather and merry japes all of that... 
Monday, June 23, 2003
  S. T. Coleridge
You are Samuel Taylor Coleridge! The infamous
"archangel a little damaged!" You
took drugs and talked for hours, it's true, but
you also made a conscious choice to cultivate
the image of the deranged poet in a frenzy of
genius. You claimed you wrote "Kubla
Khan" in an afternoon after a laudanum,
when you pretty manifestly did no such thing.
You and your flashing eyes and floating hair.
And your brilliant scholarship and obvious

Which Major Romantic Poet Would You Be (if You Were a Major Romantic Poet)?
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Pretty happy with that! Wouldn't have minded being Blake but this'll do nicely thanx! 

I told ya, I'm keeping an open mind. It might be really good! Still, these quotes from some promo interviews he's done for the series do not inspire!

Mr Yentob also visited New York and Los Angeles while making the film, which he described as "tracing the roots of an exhilarating but unsettling youth phenomenon that turns over billions of dollars a year". Source: what is this, a frickin' thesis? gimme a break, i don't remember where i got it!

ok ok i dunno the word 'unsettling' is a bit unsettling in there, but at least it's twinned with 'exhilarating' so maybe it's not all bad.

He admitted that he was a fan of "some rap music", including Eminem's recent hit Cleaning Out My Closet, partly through picking up on the music his son listens to.

d'oh why did he have to choose that it's like the lamest Eminem single ever! ok, cheap shot, making fun of old people's music taste, fish, barrel etc.

"I don't want to seem like some trendy dad. I look for the soul in rap," Mr Yentob said

right i'm guessing that's why he listens to Common, what the fuck?! i refer the honourable gent. to the words of one Mr.G.Killah, early in 2002: "All Ghost is soul." Indeed. interview Ghost, he's got soul Alan!

"But there are still concerns about rap music, about the language and violence."

ok, violence isn't good, let's all agree ("stop the violence" is what, 1986???) but language? interested to see what he means here. surely not 'swearing?' as in, the teacher at simon armitage's school: "this school does not like poems with language in them." complaining about bad language in rap seems like just a little bit of a missed point, but still.

A nation holds its breath, must remember to watch it whilst packing for Glastonbury!!!


i apologise. you don't have to read it you know! (are you reading it?)

1 - please someone remind me of the (for our purposes, not etymological) origin of the phrase 'weekend warriors.' i know i heard it somewhere and it was funny, and it's in my head, but i can't for the life of me remember the incident! one of you must know. who said it to me?

2 - this wednesday pm on bbc1 mr alan yentob will be presenting a documentary about hip hop! apparently he's going to be talking to (among, Others), eminem, chuck d, jay-z, nas, ice-t, ms.dynamite (?!), the roots, and common. i will bite my tongue and not pre-empt his findings, who knows, he might come up with something sensible and realistic (note: the only possible conclusion mr.yentob could reach which would NOT be totally ridiculous, unbelievable, platitudinous, meaningless, insulting and all of that, would be 'i don't understand and i don't hope too. it's too confusing. oh well. it's not for me to understand. still, it's pretty interesting, i'll be interested to see what happens.' if he DOES say this then more power to him and lots of respect, yes yes, fair play, maybe that's what he will end up with. but inevitably the reactionary in me fears and expects, (especially looking at that list of contributors, which charts such a corny timeworn liberally-accepted trajectory of 'bad boy gangsters' to 'nice politically sensitive people') that it will be the same old 'oh dear this rap music's a bit nasty isn't it, they don't like women and gay people very much, ah, but it's ok, some of them are quite nice, and don't shout quite so much, and even say positive things in their songs!' bullshit that comes out *every single time.* sigh. i'm not really that worked up, just was talking about this over the weekend so it's in my head. (the fog is in my head?).

to summarize (and y'all know when i say that it means, hold on, hear comes at least one more paragraph of incoherence!) what i'm getting at is, i have never seen the mainstream british (er, white) media be anything other than a ludicrously blunt and insensitive tool when it comes to discussing hip hop. so little can be achieved in an hour long tv programme, or a 2000 word article, that i kind of think it would be better to just say (if you have to say anything), 'we don't have enough time/space to get into these issues really.' but of course no-one can say that. and of course no issue is ever really properly taken up by tv, really, or newspapers, much, so why does it bother me with hip hop when it blatantly doesn't bother me that much with anything else? i dunno, i just guess the ignorance is so shameless: the attempts to engage and understand are so feeble. come on alan yentob, surprise us, please! 

understood if not recognised
arcadian magick weekend, solstice shit, longest day of the year and things turn weird. 2 (two!) cars driving on water, swimming cars, appearing shops out of nowhere, moving buildings (i was moved), thick black sleep, sunburn, gin, sticky trains.
some cds bought: all saints - all hits; mis-teeq - lickin' on both sides; radiohead - amnesiac; digital underground - sex packets; (cd received: def squad - el nino)

what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do? what to do?

my mind is sliding slowly down a pipe and nothing is stopping it. it won't stick to anything!

bollox, scratch that, what i meant to say was, IN THE MIDDLE IN THE VOID IN BE TWEEN

we should put more links up here. who knows how to do that? how can we include links in the sidebar? we need to do it! because that's what it's all about isn't it, being stuck inbetween reference points, i mean, yr identity is just a composite of everything that's been poured in. when i think of myself i think of the music i listen to and clothes and books really. getting more interested in clothes as i get older = getting more astute at creating a public identity, 'a face to meet the faces that you meet' or whatever that old tosser said way back when. so, er, anyway, (ANYWAY = best word evah!) the point is i do not exist except in this way. and that's what links are, innit, obviously, if you have a list of links you have an identity. so we should list some links and then we will better understand what we are. this is true isn't it! yes it is! yes it very is!

um sum bollox oh well it's monday am and i am avoiding work you get me. ps - 'in da club' has been in my head ALL WEEKEND LONG i can't get rid of it not even when listening to the mis-teeq album, i mean for fuck's sake how long has it been around, how many times have i heard it, WHY AM I NOT BORED OF IT YET (altho it was played in the bar on fri night so mabye that's why, it lodged in my ears right at the most exhausted point of the week and has been ringing like an echo ever since, still,
"been hit with a few shells but i don't walk with a limp (i'm a'ight)" etc.
Friday, June 20, 2003
  yes, recognise, the previously unimagined Cannibal Corpse/UTE connection - it's the missing link! now it all makes sense!!!!!

not heard Satisfaction, i told you, i've missed a lot! also i forgot that Beyonce answer-record to In Da Club, that was great too! just a quick visit this morning because last nite I made a tape, for a stranger from the Beta Band board. who ya calling a geeky fanboy, punk? yo' momma's a geek! anyway i have treated this mystery person to a glorious technicolour HIP HOP mix which is entitled METAL SPIKE '03 vol.2 - RAP ATTACK! and now here is the tracklisting, for your delectation, comments and beat-downs welcome as ever, thankyou. (oh yeah there isn't much of a rhyme or reason to the sequencing, except i've grouped certain producers together, and vaguely made side a the 'up/glam/widescreen' side, and side b the 'down/grimy/lo-resolution' side, y'dig? anyway....


Side A - Never put this in your box...

Dr Dre/Ice Cube - Natural Born Killaz
NWA - Gangsta Gangsta
50 Cent - In Da Club
Jay-Z feat UGK - Big Pimpin'
The Notorious B.I.G. - Gimme The Loot
BDP - Love's Gonna Getcha (Material Love)
A Tribe Called Quest - Scenario
Redman - Tonite's Da Nite
Pete Rock & CL Smooth - They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)
Metal Fingers presents... - All Spice
Outkast - Hold On, Be Strong

Side B -...if that shit eats tapes!

Nas - NY State Of Mind
Gang Starr feat Lil Dap & Jeru The Damaja - I'm The Man
D'Angelo - Devil's Pie
Pharoahe Monch - Simon Says
Wu-Tang Clan - 7th Chamber - Part II
Raekwon feat Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck & Genius - Guillotine (Swordz)
Mobb Deep - Shook Ones - Part II
Outkast - Elevators (Me & You)
Reflection Eternal - The Manifesto
The Notorious B.I.G. - 10 Crack Commandments
The Notorious B.I.G. - Player Hater

there you go, lovely isn't it? if you haven't heard Player Hater, i recommend instant download, it's the most fucked-up and hilarious thing ever, and it is from now on my resolution to only ever end mix tapes with this track. coming soon: i'd like to write something about hip hop and what i think about it but it's a bit of an effort. hmmmm. we'll see. oh fuck it, better do some work... 
Thursday, June 19, 2003
  s'true, Cannibal Corpse finished off the album in '92 with 'Tomb of the mutilated'. Unforgettable tracks such as 'I cum blood', and 'entrails ripped from a virgin's cunt' somehow tainted the naive vanity of the concept album.

Did you include Eve's 'Satisfaction'? aka In Da Club for girls

Some would draw your attention to U*b*n Thr**t Exp*r**nc*'s mindblowing single release earlier this year, 'Timberlake felches Beckham' and its similarly earth-shattering b side, '...or is is the other way around?, singles which call into question the need for anyone to ever make music again.

It's all about singles of course. Albums are over. Albums are shit. Grandads dance to them. I'm not sure I've heard more than 3 albums released this year in their entirety, and I haven't really loved any of them. But who gives a shit? Singles have been where it's at for the last 5 years and this will continue to be the case as far as I can see, at least until ringtones really get going and then maybe they'll displace singles as the best thing. I digress. Anyway: here is a short list of some singles that I have enjoyed in 2003. It's probably of comparable length to a list I would have produced at this point last year, and seeing as 2002 turned out to be pretty much the best year for singles, like, ever, my hopes are high for the next 6 months! Let's go...

Panjabi MC - Mundian To Bach Ke
(plus Jay-Z + Panjabi MC - Beware Of The Boys)
tATu. - All The Things She Said
Killer Mike - A.D.I.D.A.S.
50 Cent - In Da Club
Sean Paul - Get Busy
R.Kelly - Ignition (Remix)
Girls Aloud - No Good Advice
Mis-Teeq - Scandalous
Lisa Maffia - All Over
Lumidee - Never Leave You (Oh No)
Wayne Wonder - No Letting Go
Junior Senior - Move Your Feet
Beyonce feat Jay-Z Crazy In Love
Electric Six - Danger! High Voltage!
Fallacy feat. Tubby T - Big'n'Bashy
Justin Timberlake - Cry Me A River
Electric Six - Gay Bar
Mis-Teeq - Can't Get It Back
Benny Benassi - Satisfaction
Dizzee Rascal - I Luv U
DMX - X Gon' Give It To Ya
Joe Budden - Pump It Up
Lil Kim - The Jump Off
Nivea - Laundromat
Snoop Dogg - Beautiful
Justin Timberlake - Rock Your Body
Good Charlotte - Girls And Boys
Busted - You Said No
Missy Elliot feat Ludacris - Gossip Folks
The Roots feat Cody ChestNutt - The Seed 2.0
The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster - Psychosis Safari
Queens Of The Stone Age - Go With The Flow
Richard X/Liberty X - Being Nobody
Blur - Out Of Time
Audio Bullys - The Things
Un-Cut - Midnight
Kelly Rowland - Can't Nobody
The Flaming Lips - Fight Test EP

Wow. This is just what I've managed to hear on snatches from the radio, which I've hardly been listening to all year. I haven't bought any singles, I haven't downloaded any, I haven't watched any MTV, I've not even been out very much! God knows how much I've missed...ah well. Will add to the list as other things occur to me, then I can make it a mission at the end of the year to track down all the tracks and make some kick-ass compilations! Sounds like a plan...
Tuesday, June 17, 2003

Soho (work) --> (bus) Euston (football) --> (car, 80s r'n'b) Elephant & Castle (dropped off) --> (tube) Clapham North (lost fone) --> (walk, bus) Clapham Common (dinner) --> (tube, walk) Elephant again (retrieve fone) --> (walk, tube, walk) Brixton (bed).

Walking thru Elephant around midnight, it was pretty quiet. Some huge tower blocks, monolithic (is that a loaded word? what value judgements am I implying in the word monolithic? does it attribute certain attributes to the people who live there?). What is my instant, instinctive reaction to seeing these things? Heart sinks. Imagine living there. (someone long time ago said they thought tower blocks looked 'soul-destroying.' Have always, obviously, easily, resisted, hated that reaction. I Love Tower Blocks. I love the way they look. Is this really an aesthetic reaction (do i like the way they look?) or is it a socio-economic judgement manifested as aesthetic? what is the difference? is there one?) (brackets out of control now). (must seek out: Up They Rise, Jon Savage on/with Jamie Reid, tower blocks as image, the modernist grid, the simplest representation of any system, lines crossing. Does the shape of the building you live in influence the way you see the world? of course it does. what about the view from your window?) (also note to self, Jamie Reid! designs 'Jamie Reid's Magic Room' in the Hotel Pelirocco, Brighton. must-see. Jamie and Magic. (and his magic torch! 2nd time i've seen words Jamie + Magic linked. there is some kind of link isn't there? similar shape. is there?))))) ie how have tower blocks shaped/created the environment they exist in.

Anyway, the point was...why do I look at the blocks and something inside me is afraid. Don't I love the blocks? I am not like the people who live there. We would not be friends. I like the image; i fear the implication. The middle-class gaze, haha, nervous relative of the male gaze.

I'm fizzling out. Just thinking aloud, y'know.

Monday, June 16, 2003

Wasn't it just? Marvellous. Friday night drinks in Brixton + Clapham, walking down the street with bags full of beer. Important tunes = Heard It Through The Grapevine, as ever, also House Of Jealous Lovers (DFA remix!) and of course Bodyrock as is compulsory in Toby's house. Altogther now...doo doo de doo de doo, doo doo de doo de doo....

Then a barbecue on Sat pm I MEAN ARE THEY TAKING THE PISS HOW FUCKING HOT WAS IT???? excellent, Illmatic and white russians in the back garden, it's all about the fake bling yo. (More beer had been carried in bags)

Carried beer in bags to the party in Camden, good, good party, too much music of note to note. Matters arising:

- Destiny's Child vs. Roots Manuva (Me: Destiny's Child! Obviously)
- Lou Reed vs. Fawlty Towers (Everyone: Fawlty Towers)
- Father Ted vs. Sugababes (I might have imagined this one. Anyway I'm pretty sure the correct answer is Sugababes!)
- The Kinks vs. Michael Jackson (Brendan: Michael Jackson)
- The Beatles vs. Monty Python (Tom's inspired dilemma, and impossible to solve)
- and best of all
- Big Brother vs. Real Life (all agreed on Big Brother. Best reason = Tom: 'Big Brother because it's edited.')

And then last night had a mini kickaround and watched Die Another Day on a big screen on Clapham Common. It was like a mini-festival, mini-Glastonbury warm-up vibe. Also, brilliantly, this is pretty obviously the best Bond film ever. I mean, disappearing cars! The bit when it looks just like the Goldeneye computer game! Halle Berry (round of applause from the audience)! And the kite-boarding over the cliff to escape from a tidal wave bit takes so much piss, loved it, loved it, loved it.

And now it's Monday...
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
  ...watched Donnie Darko last night, and jotted down some thoughts I had about it. It's more of a response than a review, and as such it's all a bit obvious and reads a bit like an essay. Still, this way my incoherent thoughts can plague someone else for a change...

Donnie Darko - I died in 1988

No song could be more superficially apt to commence Donnie Darko than Echo and the Bunnymen’s The Killing moon; bunnies, killing, the eighties, it’s all there. Though it bears little relation to McCulloch’s oblique, fateful lyrics, Bill Drummond’s personal quest for the mythological Echo seems to have been curiously anticipated in Graham Greene’s The Destructors (1954). Donnie summarises ‘they just want to see what happens when they tear the world apart’. Rehearsed by Greene, Drummond and the KLF torched a million pounds in reprise of this anarchic and childlike urge to scramble the order of things in a single flicker.

So an Echo was the starting point. Donnie Darko is couched in memory, but this cultural free-association - the eighties, ET, Back to the future, Dirty Dancing - retells a decade just beyond recollection. This is not an unconscious fabrication, as Donnie asserts ‘no-one remembers their infancy and anyone who says they do is lying’. (Richard Kelly, the writer/director was widely praised for forging such a mature film while in his early twenties.) Nobody wants to remember childhood as a period of worry and uncertainty. Reassuringly the fragments we possess expose a glossy, super-saturated filmic reality, the latent sources of which are reaffirmed by television repeats of films we may or may not have seen the first time round. The hyper-1980s of Donnie Darko, with its casting of Patrick Swayze and Drew Barrymore, is the 1980s of our memory, true or false; the teacher warns ‘and did you stop to think that maybe infants need darkness?’ Reinventing the 1980s isn’t a return to childhood, it’s a denial of childhood’s danger and disorder.

In common with the KLF, arson is Donnie’s modus operandi. While his acts of vandalism are seemingly motiveless, they are also unerringly redemptive; the high-school hothouse of conflict and repression is quenched with a flood, then Cunningham’s dark secret is damned by fire. Rather than tearing the world apart, Donnie’s manic assualts on the order of things seem to uncover a more satisfying reality. Memory, time and space are united in their plasticity, and Donnie’s delusions seem more acceptable than the foetid deception of Jim Cunningham or the dogmatic Puritanism of the PTA. As Greene would have it, ‘destruction after all is a form of creation’. Whilst inhabiting a fantastical 1980s elegy, Donnie Darko is himself convinced of the value in questioning the tidy assumptions of his environment.

Daydreams appear significant for Kelly, as does gesture. Gretchen and Donnie’s delayed first kiss embodies the tantra of juvenilia, and when they do make love it is indicated merely by a chaste holding of hands, a reverent nod to the sublimated sexual tensions of Ferris Bueller. And it is with a gesture that the final Echo is sounded. Gretchen pauses to wave to Donnie’s mother, and with a hazy recognition the present acknowledges the past, not as empty relic, but as waking dream.

Yo it's quiet in here. Post some rubbish up y'all, do it for your soul! Not that I have anything very interesting to say, I don't know, let's see what's swilling around in the cess-pit of my sleep-deprived and class A-befuddled mind (seriously, my short term memory blackouts are starting to worry me, and WHO KNOWS WHAT UNTOLD LONG-TERM DAMAGE is being wrought inside my feeble head, oh please Lawdy make it stop) and what comes out is something like

- Big Brother slash Interactive TV slash Reality TV slash Docusoap TV slash Social Experiment TV it's like it's US up on the SCREEN right there, our lives in red green and blue, the people, us, them, we're all the same you see and WHAT'S MORE you can control what happens by sending us ( I mean them) a text or some such, you choose your popstars this way, and in this way by sitting at home and WATCHING ie CONSUMING your life can be represented on the SCREEN also, you see if we have more of a stake in what we are consuming it is more compelling to us also we are happier with ourselves because we are not PASSIVE but in fact ACTIVE nay ESSENTIAL TO THE SUCCESS OF THAT WHICH we consume. Yah furthermore I will be brief y'dig we are ALL THE SAME arn't we yes yes you see those people right there they are the same as us you know and we are actually all the same you know and in this medium the universal the everywhere-seen the far-seeing television we are getting closer and closer and the gap between what WE DO AND WE LIVE and what we SEE AND CONSUME is shrinking and shrinking and you know really what is the difference really anyway I mean those people on the TV i feel like i know them you know yes and what matters is that when it is like this the impulse to consume is so much better regulated and in my own hands yes i am in charge i am in control i press the button i send the text i vote her out i vote him in i win i win i hate him i hate him i hate him flick flick flick flick flick flick flick EVERYONE ELSE IN THE COUNTRY IN THE WORLD ACTUALLY WELL THAT BIT OF THE WORLD THAT MATTERS THE BIT WHERE PEOPLE ARE LIKE ME is doing exactly the same thing we're all doing the same thing we're all the same it's wonderful i feel so connected and so close to everyone it's warm in here i love it i love it i love

- right. prob shouldn't drink coffee in the mornings, i clearly can't handle it

- um. here's an idea. i recently made a tape for someone (Jake) so why don't i post up the tracklisting it might be interesting to you i know i always like looking at mix tapes. in fact maybe you are familiar with The Art Of The Mix which is a place where people put up the tracklists of mixes they have made it's always good for a gander. maybe we could do that here, every time you make a tape or a cd for yourself or anyone else just write up the list here, that would be cool. in fact you don'\t even have to make it, just post imaginary tracklists. i spend enough time making tapes in my head anyway why not stick em up right here eh? good stuff. anyway here it is it doesn't have a name:


1 - Outkast - Hootie Hoo
2 - Jay-Z feat. UGK - Big Pimpin'
3 - 50 Cent - In Da Club
4 - Dr.Dre feat. The Lady Of Rage, Kurupt & RBX - Lyrical Gangbang
5 - KRS-ONE - MCs Act Like They Don't Know
6 - Wu-Tang Clan - Rules
7 - Ghostface Killah - One
8 - The Notorious B.I.G. feat. Eminem - Dead Wrong
9 - Scienz Of Life feat. MF Doom - Yikes!
10 - Tweet - Call Me
11 - Aaliyah - I Care 4 U


1 - The Slits - Heard It Through The Grapevine
2 - Gang Of Four - Ether
3 - Gary Numan & Tubeway Army - Are 'Friends' Electric?
4 - P.i.L. - Flowers Of Romance
5 - Buzzcocks - Everybody's Happy Nowadays
6 - The Rapture - House Of Jealous Lovers
7 - Metro Area - Dance Reaction
8 - Dexy's Midnight Runners - Thankfully Not Living In Yorkshire It Doesn't Apply
9 - The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster - Giant Bones
10 - Roxy Music - If There Is Something
11 - The Clash - Rebel Waltz .... (eagle-eyed viewers will note this song's previous appearance on this blog!)
12 - Beach Boys - I Went To Sleep

And there you go. See it's always interesting to see other people's tapes so keep it coming. if you don't i will and i'm making more in the next few weeks so keep 'em peeled.

- Finally here are a couple of links to blogs of fairly regularly mind-blowing brain-warping brilliance and fascination seriously folks it's all good. The first is by Simon Reynolds and is called Blissblog and the most recent post is a deeply brilliant and entertaining index of the hipness quotient of various bands artists scenes genres etc as voted for by sundry luminaries of the world of hip music journalism. NOTA BENE that a lot of the stuff on my tape falls into the 'irredeemably unhip' or 'passe and middlebow' categories haha I lose I lose I lose!

- The other is worth reading every single fucking day this man is gifted and on it he is called Ian Penman his blog is called THE PILL BOX go and read it now it owns you. Thankyou deeply and goodnight.


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