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july’s almost over

but we still have time for some more july mixes. those ruddy shadow dancer folks have been pretty mix happy lately, and the latest one looks, well, i don’t know, i am alarmingly unfamiliar with most of the tunes thereon. but these lads have taste, so you can trust it’ll be a bit good.

NT89 & SAVILE // Comb
HERMAN // April Skies
DANCE DANCE MANIAC // Storm In A Teacup
MATT WALSH // Honey Comb (MIKE MIND Remix)
HOUSE // House Is House
ZACKY FORCE FUNK // The Split
ROMAN FLUGEL // Brian Le Bon
MARTYN // Miniluv
HARMONY FUNK // Can’t Let You Go (MARCO BERNARDI Remix)
SHADOW DANCER // Biscayne
CHICAGO SKYWAY // Heavens & Angels (Mix 6)
19.26.1.18.5 // Snakes Cave
JIN CHOI // Dig Your Own Out
SILENT SERVANT // Sampler SIlent Servant (REGIS Edit)
CLICK BOX // Room
ALTERED NATIVES // The Bitch
DJEDJOTRONIC // Bit This Thin (JESSE ROSE Remix)
TORNADO WALLACE // Paddlin’ (LINKWOOD Remix)
D’FUNK // It Happens (BOB SWANS Remix)
ROB ACID // Acidwave
REFERENCE // Best Day In Detroit
CHICAGO SHAGS // Casio RZ1
AUX 88 // Voice Modulation (ANTHONY ROTHER Remix)

break

who remembers all the little interludes on stankonia, at the end of which there goes up a shout of “BREAK”? sometimes i shout them out in my head. i know it’s probably the most-blogged thing this side of janelle monáe (incidentally, this man’s protegé) but i can’t get enough of big boi‘s latest effort, sir lucious left foot: the son of chico dusty. the beats are great, the rapping is wild, it’s funny and it’s not just full of self-aggrandising nonsense (though, being honest, it’s a rap album so there is some of that). in my opinion, and i know the year is barely half over, it’s the best album to come out in 2010. that i’ve listened to. as i’ve had this one on repeat this past week, i realise that it’s been a very long time since i’ve had one album that has bumped everything out of the equation.
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furthermore…

dublin loves you too…

twizzy p

in case you didn’t know, dj mag published their list of the top 100 clubs in the world today. pretty good news in that the twisted pepper is in at number 54. that might not seem that much, but when you consider the fact that it’s only open 18 months, and that the number one (sankeys in manchester) went so far as to take out full page ads asking for support, it’s quite an achievement. just wanted to big up that fact, and also say see you there for floating points on saturday.

curtskee vee

i’ve been a fan of the alaskan called curtis vodka for a few years now, but he’s been pretty quiet of late. thankfully he’s resurfaced with some great reminders of why i loved him so much in the first place. one is a remix of ralphi rosario’s you used to hold me, which you should definitely recognise. his remix takes the original vocal, surrounds it with a tough beat, acid squeaks and bleeps, before drowning the whole thing in a swamp of reverb. lovely. be sure to check out his new track phantasmagorias while you’re at it.

Ralphi Rosario – You Used To Hold Me (Curtis Vodka Remix) by Curtis Vodka

a question of perspective

KimKardashian
Its been a while since I’ve seen snow! Sooo pretty. Kind of scary to drive in it but we are making it safe!
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JENNIWOWW
So a 2:45 min drive took 4 and a half hours… Ugh sooo not feeling the snow
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ps yes i follow both kk and jwowww

morning bell

All the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see His face
In the morning in the window

All the glory when He took our place
But He took my shoulders and He shook my face
And He takes and He takes and He takes

And it came to me then that every plan
Is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU
That reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself
That I’d already taken too much today
As each descending peak on the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
Away from me

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend
On a faulty camera in our minds

And I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose
Than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground
As the TV entertained itself

Cause theres no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone lift their heads
But Im thinking of what Sarah said
That love is watching someone die

So who’s gonna watch you die?
So who’s gonna watch you die?