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all the freaks

last night i was talking to mr frankie grimes about dj deeon‘s the freaks. name-checked by daft punk, fabriclived by diplo, played by god-knows how many djs over the years, it’s an essential dj tool.

as it happens i picked up tod browning’s freaks this afternoon. that and a dario argento film i’d never heard of, mother of tears. god bless laser.

DJ Deeon – The Freaks

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mesopotamia

i first hear mesopotamia in the middle of my favourite section of diplo‘s top ranking mix for santigold. it was pretty much my favourite jam that summer, and on into fall. i mean autumn, of course, yes. fast forward two years, and those occasional purveyors of more-than half-decent house, white girl lust, have tackled the original and beefed it up for late-night action. originally intended as a super-secret djs-only promo, now they’ve released it to the world, but with a 1,000-download limit.

just recently the guys did an interview and mix for the chemical jump blog, the mix of course featuring this b52s bootleg. what they did was, in their own words, “strip the original composition to it’s essence and reconstruct the track as a stomping dub for the dancefloor. The result is too reserved to be called ‘big room’ but far too massive to be a categorized a ‘beard stroker’ edit. Let’s split the difference and call it ‘Mid-Sized House’.”

i can live with that.

diplo v tiesto… no really

and no, it’s not a fight to the death. diplo and tiësto, two of the biggest djs in the world, have teamed up to make some sort of super crossover summer anthem. all i’ve seen is this youtube, and it sounds, well, pretty epic, but it’s hard to tell from such a rough clip.

tiesto’s reputation right now, at least among the so-called clubbing cognosecenti, isn’t exactly sky high. i think big dumb music for big dumb crowds might be the consensus. it’s hard to be mad at someone who clearly puts in so much work and is merely reaping the rewards of years of hard graft. whatever about what he’s doing now, i certainly have fond memories of some tracks to which he’s lent his hand. here are a few of them, some less obvious than you might expect. anyway, the track is out tomorrow, go cop!

and of course, you know my love for diplo

deadstock

someone get me this plz

also, these look kind of cool

two thousand and ‘i prefer the switch mix’ six

i’m going to kick this off with a disclaimer – over the last few years i’ve made a point of never copying a dj’s mixes, ie if someone mixes two tracks together that sound great, i’ll go out of my way to find other ways of mixing them. i don’t wanna jock nobody’s style. but i’ve done it in this mix. not as a ripoff, but as an homage. it was in 2006 that i first saw the great man that is erol alkan play, and his opening tracks that night were his own remix of i don’t feel like dancing by scissor sisters and trentemøller‘s remix of go by moby. after that, like many of his sets, i was completely stumped – it always seems that he kicks off with something HUGE, then follows it up with an hour of obscurity, and lays the bangers on thick for his grand finale. later on that night i heard him play some of the tracks that have come to define that year, half of which are included in this very mix. bump, sitwoc, magick. that was 2006. this was year zero for the current crop of electro kids who never before had any interest in “dance music” – rock and rave had already come together through the likes of soulwax and lcd soundsystem, now labels like modular and ed banger were, i wouldn’t say consummating that marriage – they were f*cking like rabbits. it was wild.
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the sound of failure

atwarwiththemystics

i had attempted to write up my thoughts having revisited the flaming lips‘ 2006 album at war with the mystics. i was looking for an album to talk about, and the flips (as i like to call them) are playing electric picnic so i figured i’d give it a whirl. but i found it terribly difficult to get a handle on the album. for one thing i feel ill-equipped to talk about a band when i’m only familiar with three of their 11 albums. secondly, their lyrical content is either bafflingly bizarre or so plainly beautiful it merely bears repeating, rather than any analysis. the really bizarre thing is that the album sounds so out of time, that it doesn’t feel right placing it in 2006. that’s not to say it’s timeless – i’d be naive to assume that this album will last forever; indeed it doesn’t match up to 1999’s the soft bulletin. but for what it’s worth, this is definitely an album that should be listened to more often than i have. if it weren’t for the band’s insistence on returning to this island so often with the same show, i probably wouldn’t have lost interest in their output.

returning to the music. the one-two punch of the yeah yeah yeah song and free radicals really gets the blood pumping, before a series of melancholic down-tempo pieces calls sadder thoughts to mind.

off in the future, maybe there ain’t no heaven,
it’s just you and me and maybe it’s just as well,
’cause if there ain’t no heaven maybe there ain’t no hell?

the glorious the wizard turns on… raises as many questions as the (admittedly wonderful) lyrics above, and even won a grammy for best rock instrumental performance. not that the grammys always get it right… i can still remember sitting in a friend’s living room and feeling the cold grasp of shock when i heard the snarling guitar of the w.a.n.d. in an ad for budweiser. although i can’t be mad when i consider the fact that the night before i was at the crazy bud rising event in the guinness storehouse, where i saw diplo and carl craig. for free. my shock came more from the supposedly anti-establishment flaming lips lending such a song to an ad for beer – “we’ve got the power motherf*cker that’s where it belongs.” the rousing guitar theme is even further contrasted by the dramatic flute-led pompeii am götterdämmerung, which seems to capture the fear, anticipation and exhilaration of the citizens of pompeii as they attempted to flee the wrath of vesuvius. and album closer goin’ on takes things hurtling back to the present, pondering as it does the end of the bush administration.

it’s an album that relies heavily on the use of elaborate sonic textures, using the inimitable whine of the band’s frontman as an instrument in itself, colliding and playing with the warm and lush sounds created beneath him. it’s cinematic in its vision, dramatic in scale, and yet at the same time it speaks to listeners on such intimate terms that the band could be right there in your bedroom. it’s certainly more than just “those songs from the ads.”

The Flaming Lips – Vein of Stars
The Flaming Lips – The Wizard Turns On…
The Flaming Lips – The W.A.N.D. (The Will Always Negates Defeat)

choosday chart

1 Myd – Train To Bamako
2 Duck Sauce – The Motion
3 White Girl Lust – Blood
4 Laidback Luke & Diplo – Hey! (Nadastrom Hot Latin Dub)
5 Bobby Analog – Touch Me Baby
6 Crazy P – Caught Up (Still Going Vox)
7 Harry Benson – Kudzu
8 Dominatrix – The Dominatrix Sleeps Tonight
9 Pépé Bradock – Deep Burnt
10 Talking Heads – Girlfriend is Better