rock that 90s gear! flat-top fades! acid washed denim everything! rock that lollapallooza short from when pavement opened for sonic youth was on the main stage! lace up the doc martins! long sleeve flannel tied round your waist! bubble goose jackets and coogi sweaters! do a thing people!
come dressed like back when we were just beginning to have nostalgia for the 80s! speaking of the 80s:
KNYEW has good life, an older mix done by roc that's 100% great. vinyl for the above is in the process of being restocked over at ttlab, and as it goes with stuff such as this, it might be a little while till it's back. dude has another mix coming out soon on the same label, which you should look out for if any of this has piqued your interest.
if you've never read anything by chris nieratko, you are seriously missing out on a ton of good shit. dude has the interviewing game on lock. don't believe me?
continuing with the pattern of posting up stuff i really dig and will likely play this coming saturday, i give you dj u-terns remix of marvin gaye's give it up.
first though, here's marvin doing his thing with a super-tight (sheet music?) live band:
today is shaping up to be a great day for a song like this. breezy, cool, and above all sunny and warm. u-tern has the internet going nuts, with a great mp3 blog and an even greater podcast/online radio show (so good it's absolutely nuts!).
u-tern has tons more really great remixes for sale at his online shop and turntablelab has the cookie jar vol. 2 ep available if vinyl is the name of your game. you gotta support dudes that are doing remixes that are as consistently classy as this.
lightning bolt's wicked awesome documentary the power of salad is over at p'fork tv for a week (then it's gone)! do yourself a solid and check it out.
a friend of mine went to see a show they did in asheville and didn't wear earplugs for the first half of the show. he had trouble hearing for 3 whole days. dudes are not to be fucked with.
insane collage that my friend, FUNK did for me way back when.
my friend jason did this one, which is easily one of my favorite things ever. it has a terrible habit of falling off the wall during parties and getting trampled, but it's only a little worse for wear.
and last, but not least, two tracks you'll very likely hear me spin this saturday:
both of these guys are out of print as far as vinyl goes (that's how i rock), so there's not much to link to by way of sending people off towards places to support good shit in a financial way. turntablelab has tons of HQ bird peterson and hollertronix mp3s for sale, and the back catalogs for both is pretty consistent.
all week i'm gonna be doing a post or two a day of shit i'm gonna be spinning at the first ever pickles dickles dance party. more info will slide down the pike, but for now enjoy the lovable antics of big baby jesus (RIP).
gavin (of vice/street boners fame) really nailed it pretty succinctly in a description of the SXSW shows the other week: "you want to see these bands in a basement, with the lights out, before anybody has ever heard of them."
well, it wasn't a basement, and the lights didn't even dim a smidge till half way into the first set, but these were definitely bands not many people had heard of i'm pretty sure. there was seemingly no advertisement (seriously, the only way i knew about the show was cause there was a flyer saying "tonight!" next to the cream and sugar at espresso royale), and the show was at arguably the most boringest place to see a show ever, the rathskellar.
early on, the dude in cerebral ballzy quipped, to the largely absent audience, "thanks for coming out to your cafeteria guys!" before saying something about how he had to take a shit, followed by saying he thought he might puke. their shit was loud, fast, dirty, and really fucking good. i felt bad for the guys since there was literally no one on the floor except a dude from one of the other bands, which is sorta how shit went for most of the night until about 10:45 or so when more people started showing up (things had officially started at 8:15) and it started to feel like a real damn show.
even if they had done the show at the now-defunct club 770 it would have been half-stillborn. couldn't one of the people from WUD have volunteered a garage or a basement or some shit? perhaps there would be insurance worries, which got the death sets plug pulled due to crowdsurfing (are we still calling it that?).
early on, the dude in cerebral ballzy quipped to the largely absent audience "thanks for coming out to your cafeteria guys!" before saying something about how he had to take a shit, followed by mumbling that he thought he might puke. their shit was loud, fast, dirty, and really really good. i felt bad for the guys since there was literally no one on the floor except a dude from one of the other bands, which is sorta how shit went all night, till about 11 or so when more people started showing up, and it started to seem like a real damn show.
i'm not mad at the people who put this shit together, cause in reality, the sad madison truth is that there's not really any other place that this would have been able to happen (the frequency? maybe?), and the fact that the bands got paid, we all got a free show, and no one lost their lives or their virginities, is tip-top in my book.
every group was way over the top and really awesome, excepting totally michael, but that's more because his glossy Andrew WK meets ben folds in a not-bad-yet-not-good-sorta-way schtick stood out against the other bands unwashed fuck you edge.
i picked up the cerebral ballzy disc and the ninjasonik ep, bits of both will be on their way down the digital line as soon as i get a sec.
for the two people who check this here bloggity blog, come on out to the rathskellar tonight for the free showness of good times which will be beginning round about 8pm ish.
i would have missed this if i hadn't stopped into espresso royale for a cuppa joe before class...
the record cover is tits (literally!) and hopefully i'll be able to snag a copy of the vinyl so as to play it at party events!
Telli Gramz [vocals, lyrics]: Yo, we love all the kids that come out to the shows. The kids mean everything to what Ninjasonik is about. We got a hardcore background, we got a hip-hop background, we love everyone that comes out to the shows. We love all the hip-hop people and all the indie kids and just everyone. We’re here to give everyone the best possible show they’ve ever seen. And every time we play, we give the most we can give, we put more and more into it.
So what’s the craziest thing that’s ever happened at a Ninjasonik show?
Yo, for the release of our EP earlier this year, there were 75 kids crowdsurfing onstage, and then a marching band of 14-year-olds came out and were marching to a song that goes “I wanna fuck, fuck, fuck!” That was probably the craziest thing."
this sounds like a bummer of a time to you? didn't think so.
let me begin by saying i can't skate for shit. in middle school i begged and begged for a toy machine board, and while trying to teach myself to ollie (easiest trick, right?) i forced my legs into an exceptionally painful split. at that moment i realized that i cared way too much for my physical wellbeing to continue to skate with any seriousness.
having said that, i would love to start collecting super-sweet decks (such as these super-fly winston tseng joints) for the purpose of hanging them on my wall.
also: wussing out on learning nollie-front-side-pop-shove-its shouldn't keep me from wanting to put welcome to hell in a time capsule for future generations to appreciate.
Basically all I'm saying is that you don't have to subscribe to any other blogs, after you subscribe to this one, because we will show you all you really need to see. In fact, you won't even need to subscribe because it should be the one of the only websites you will need to have on your bookmarks toolbar.
i won't even touch on the fact that lucas has spent the past couple of decades fiercely and grumpily shitting upon everything i hold dear regarding the star wars mythology.
we've been on the black for about two weeks or so, racking up a ton of posts between the two of us, so i thought i'd toss out that there's an rss feed to the far right of the address bar, as well as a "follow" doohickey towards the lower left of this here page.
hit us up this-a-way, and no longer shall you want for funkily stupid music:
or whatever else we feel like bestowing upon the world via this meaningless aspect of the internet, all shall be delivered to your internet door with astounding immediacy.
My coworker Rowin saw this photo sitting on my feeder while iI was away from the comp and asked who the model was, i couldn't tell him, and he was definatly dissapointed, so in honor of our mystery model's hotness, she shall be Pickled, if not Dickled.
great song from a great album with a great video. about as simple as things can get.
i saw black dice open for godspeed you black emperor back in 2002, and from the minute that sound started coming out of their kaoss things, my physical being was taken over with chills.
the daft punk versus tron party went off really well last weekend till the cops showed up and told everyone to chill out, at which point everyone bailed and i put on the first suicide record and videodrome. somehow i missed this incredibly disturbing DP video.
hopefully i am not jocking the tv carnage bozack to thoroughly.
more music is on the way. i've been extra-lame about ripping tons and tons of 45s, but it's gonna happen rill rill soon. theer is tons of good stuff coming.
i guess this might be the first even remotely incendiary thing i've said on here, which is a rarity since i hunger so hard for your faceless internet acceptance, but i'll be damned if this isn't one of the stupidest things i've seen today.
sure, i mean, way to go MGMT for making a song that is really great and all and has the potential ability to sell a retarded amount of dookie-lookin-scions or whatever, but seriously... four ladies playing it with their iphones in a gallery (???) that has apparently been designed to look like the fanciest bathroom in miami? pshhh.
***no hate on MGMT, btw. the ep (from 2005? really? shit.) was super-tits.
So I'm gonna start ya off right with some good ol fashioened topless gals, shot by my fav, Baby Sinead's. Sinead is both a model and a photographer, but for today I'm just going to post the photos of other gals that she's taken.
Stay tuned, for more luscious ladies and maybe a few delightful dudes!
Starting this week, we will start posting regular sexy sessions. This will mean that if you check your feeds at work, don't surprised to find naked ladies falling out of Pickles Dickles every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
I might bother to put NSFW in the subject line, but it's prolly not going to happen.
it took me a half an hour to track this first one down from only the faintest memory of having seen it somewhere on the internet.
and hey! look! more internet sperm spilled in the name of mc paul barman! this might not qualify as actual font nerdery, but still pretty solid usage of text as design.
remember when everyone lost their shit when radiohead and trent reznor let the internet-having music-purchasing public determine what they wanted to pay for their albums? everyone was going on and on that this was the beginning of the new way to distribute music int eh post-napster, post-piratebay, post-p2p, post-menstrual world.
do you also remember when girl talk released feed the animals the same way? well, the label behind girl talk since way back when he was rocking pittsburgh basements, illegal-art (that's their office in the topper-most pic), is baby-stepping their way towards releasing their entire back catalog of audio collages in this forward-thinking, pay-what-you-will fashion. so far, there are five albums available, and more are on the way.
i've been a fan of steinski's for a while now, and i cannot speak highly enough about the compilation that illegal-art has available. steinski is the grandpappy of every epicly awesome culture-loaded remix album that is out there today. dude also maintains a superb website with tons of info/opinions about intellectual property, music, and general musings.
i know next to nothing about the bran flakes, oh astro, or realistic, but if they're anywhere near as awesome as girl talk or steinski, i'll swing back through and drop some cash to support them putting this sort of stuff out!
in honor of daft punk being the dudes who will score the tron sequel (tr2n!) as well as the official unveiling of the new blog layout (heads up Zita!) there's gonna be a DAFT PUNK centric dance party at my place this thursday night march 12th. i'm not gonna be giving out my address on here, but send me an email or whatever via the link on the left asking nicely to get the info.
if all goes as planned, then a future traveler person has come back in time and posted footage of the party on youtube for all to enjoy:
word to zita! the new layout is hell of tits, which is to say very nice. the go-to blogger backgrounds are kinda balls, but our girl has come correct and updated this shit nicely. the D in dickles kinda O-ish but this is a work in progress, and i am oh so glad to be rid of the black/white deal.
as promised, a hard-earned cheese burger (w/ fries!) is in your immediate future m'lady.
oddly enough, i had a dream last night that someone hacked into the site and changed shit all around. when i woke up, that was exactly what had happened, except awesomer!
not to turn this into some sort of tech nook, but i just got one of these netbook thingers. i'm still in the process of setting it up just the way i dig it, but cot-damn if it isn't one of the best things i've ever impulsively spent cash on.
160 gig hard disc 1GB RAM new intel atom processor 9 hr battery life new fangled chicklet-style keyboard screen mounted 1.3 megapixel camera
best deal is $365 over at B&H, but i have no idea how long the $25 instant rebate is gonna last.
my brother is in fact in town for the week, seeing the sights and sounds of the midwest, which will tie my hands ever so slightly as far as posting youtube vids and the grip of vinyl 45 rips i'm holding on to for a day or so.
any suggestions on where to take the brother? so far i've fed him a pastee form teddywedgers and cheese curds and beer from the olde fashioned...
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