R.I.P Michael Jackson

R.I.P Michael Jackson

Playlist from ‘Woolfy vs Projection’ to Laidback Luke. From Lindstrom to Moxie via Lee Scratch Perry.
I hope listeners to the show move with me from the spectacle and novelty of indvidual songs toward a relentless continuous spectrum of soul, bass, and chord stabs; creating a background funk, soul influenced environment of electronica. A spectrum of wobbles, bleeps, glitches and utterances… a two hour jam session, a two hour environment. Listened to very loud or very quiet. That is the current criteria, whether it is achieved or otherwise.

To make a point or several—regarding white rapper Eminem—is a small meaningless gesture in the greater scheme, because everything passes right? But why I’ve waxed passionately about Britney Spears and her marketing strategy in the past is the same tick which puts Slim Shady on the BS radar.
Britney’s music schtick has some contemporary plausibility in that it works in clubs and as a ketamine fueled backseat fucking soundtrack and mindless entertainment. Marshall Mather’s vibe on the other hand, demands too much attention—focused on him—for your existence to breathe. His vibe can not exist with another activity… his narcissism will drown another being [you] out. His message is only about hating everybody, it’s all about blame, the world owes us all a living.
Eminem’s target appears to be 12 to 15 year old boys who can hate easily because they’re all chemical’ ed out from pubescence. So Britney pitches her whore schtick to young girls, Eminem pitches his whore schtick to a naive audience of young boys, ready to part with the mental cash. In the cold light, Eminem is a 36 year old man exploiting young boys. He is a musical curb crawler whored up in ghetto bling as an enticement to substantiate whose existence?
An important idea to convey is that… Eminem is not about music. This statement needs no fanfare as a statement of simple truth. There is no wickedness and mischevious fun to be had with this guy. There is no art or sustainable model in his premise. It’s a continous looped sample of nastiness delivered like a relentless tail-gater—just what the world needs. His message only works for the naive… which includes post war male Iraqi’s with a new-born aspiration for America.
Jesus fucking Christ what an evangelista outburst.

In America a new form of gay militancy emerges. Gay men wear EMINEM T.Shirts to identify each other outside of WIFI BLUETOOTH Cruising.

Notes for Sunday 31st May Show
Playing to the University ENSOC crowd could be a challenge to any DeeJay. I love the way these guys are out to be stoopid and party like its 2000and99. So was the night at The Foundry last Friday.
The play list for Sunday was comprised of mostly obsure accessible shit from the 90’s, not that one could tell. I’ll get back to posting playlists once the bouncer lets me in.

Amorphous Androgynous headlined todays show, bring in Lionrock, Sabres of Paradise and some rare Chemical Brother beats, Tackhead Sound System
and in short that was the show.
A week or so back I had played a few Depth Charge tunes. Saul Kane is the man behind the name, and also the label DC Recordings—from which Higamos Hogamos is signed to.