Courtesy tar pit:
Rapture are never going to untangle from the bubblegum of "House of Jealous Lovers" (best rollerskate jam of my legal drinking years) even with new album Pieces of the People We Something Something Something, which is considered/literate/produced so sharp as to cut glass but still sounds like it's chasing the stuff LCD Soundsystem did and dumped after their last record. Sort of a shame because Rapture was pretty early to the game and Mirrors/Out of the Races were post-Pop Gr
Every year the Grammy Awards ceremony proves—among other things—how far out of step my tastes are with mainstream music, a state of affairs with which I came to terms, oh, in the early '80s. It also reveals the dearth of imagination/adventurousness of the nominating committee. Most of the music that charts and excites people of mainstream sensibilities just strikes me as bland and insipid. Must be the way I'm hard-wired. I like weird, edgy shit, generally speaking, the sort of stuff the powe
Last Night: Yacht at the Samueli Theater on June 26, 2008
Better Than: Playing Dance Dance Revolution and it burns more calories then Wii Fit.
Download: See A Penny (Pick It Up) from their album I Believe In You. Your Magic Is Real.
Is it art? Is it electro? Is it electro art? I'm not quite sure, but I do know that last night was an infectious dance party in the form of Yacht sailed into the Samueli Theater with support from Mika Miko.
Club soda, red telephone microphone, beach ball, saxoph
Any knucklehead with DSL and a laptop can now make an electronic track. With a half hour of clicking and fiddling, you can sample enough cheesy beats and mashups to clog arteries from here to Berlin. Simple dropdown mouse maneuvers can transform electro tracks into progressive house tracks (from dry and synthetic to wet and gushy), rhythm tracks can be tempo-tweaked with an upward toggle to change a Timbaland beat into a Chromeo one. Add some T-Pain-esque pitch-correction vocals to your between
OK, this is cool. We all know the usual DJ nights: crappy current hip-hop tunes, people you wouldn't normally want to be seen in public with grinding on the dance floor. Then came hipper, more "indie" DJ nights, where you'd be more liable to hear Justice or LCD Soundsystem. That's all well and good, but second Wednesdays at the Crosby in downtown Santa Ana are taking it to another, much harder, darker, eviler, and generally more badass level with "Bangover."It's pretty much how it sounds: Met
