Radiohead and Thom Yorke mixed
Radiohead Electronica Mix by deejaysee
This is actually quite beautiful. Enjoy.
(via Das Kraftfuttermischwerk)
Radiohead Electronica Mix by deejaysee
This is actually quite beautiful. Enjoy.
(via Das Kraftfuttermischwerk)
The final volley from Peter Green before leaving the band he formed, this dark and turbulent 1970 masterpiece is the sound of an acid fried young genius being torn apart psychologically by the evil god of money. Indeed as this was being recorded Green was actively trying to convince his bandmates to begin giving away all of their then considerable wealth.
Green has explained that he wrote the song after experiencing a drug-induced dream, in which he was visited by a green dog which barked at him. He understood that the dog represented money. “It scared me because I knew the dog had been dead a long time. It was a stray and I was looking after it. But I was dead and had to fight to get back into my body, which I eventually did. When I woke up, the room was really black and I found myself writing the song.
In any case this is a hell of a guitar workout with amazing chord progressions and has been covered by everyone from Judas Priest to The Melvins, but none matches the vibe of the original.
2010 marks the 46th year since a young dandy named Davy Jones made the media scene. On June 6th 1964, at the age of 17, he’d released a typical mod-blues single with the King Bees called “Liza Jane.” Later that same year, he’d appeared on Cliff Michelmore’s BBC Tonight show as head of The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Long-haired Men.
Two years before this, he’d gotten into a scrap with his friend George Underwood, who punched Jones in the eye with a ring on his hand. Although imperceptible in the BBC Tonight clip, it would leave the young Jones with a permanently dilated pupil a different color in that injured eye, one of the many features of the future superstar that would later fascinate millions.
Music video for Ty Segall’s rockin’ “So Alone.”
Proof that you don’t need a million dollars to make a great music video. You just need a great song, a Hula hoop and this ultra rad teenage girl! Genius! Video by tab_ularasa
Thank you,James Frazer!
I’m really getting into the one-hit wonder thing here lately, so I added a new category, appropriately called One-hit wonders. That said, the next artist I want to call your attention to is ‘60s folk singer Norman Tanega, who had an unlikely chart hit with her quirky composition Walkin My Cat Named Dog. I’ve had this album for decades and never knew anything about her until today. There’s not tons of information about her on the Internet, but one fact that I did discover is that she was one of the great Dusty Springfield’s most significant romantic relationships. Check this song out, you won’t get it out of your head for days.
Here is some evidence of a truly odd series of LPs perpetrated by one Nik “Pascal” Raicevic in early 70’s Los Angeles. It’s uniformly some very heavy duty solo synth space noise goodness that is right up there with all of your Berlin school favorites and later industrial heroes. Amusingly enough there’s an overt emphasis on drugs. His record company was called Narco Records and Tapes (after being booted from Buddha for being too druggy, ha !) and many of his releases bore stickers admonishing listeners : Do not listen to this album if you are stoned. This I find puzzling. You’d think that was his target demographic ! The strangest thing about this guy isn’t any of that, however. It’s the fact that he also played percussion on The Stone’s Goats Head Soup
Nik Raicevic-Beyond The End… (Mutant Sounds)
Pascal: The Sixth Ear (Dinosaur Garden)
Nik Pascal @ Myspace
thx Thomas Wincek !
Das Hohelied Salomos
I make no bones about my appreciation for Trent Reznor’s work. There is nobody, I say nobody with so large an audience that is more consistently truly experimental in a sonic sense and in visual presentation, more willing to foist micro-tonal scales and layers of clashing dissonance upon a sea of ready and willing ears. I’m really enjoying his new project with his wife, named for the classic Coil record, How To Destroy Angels. Go download the spanking new EP for free, no questions asked. It’s a cool treat to hear soft female vocals in this context and I must say it reminds me more than a little bit of Curve, and yes, my old band at times. I always wished back in those days and still do that groups attempting a “shoe-gazey” type of sound would go further in this direction, away from the boring old rock band format, further into the realm of pure electronics where all sounds are truly possible. I also have to say that the cover art image hits me nicely in my fetishist of all things Los Angeles region. Below is the stunning and bloody first video from the project. Whoa ! That brilliant fucker has all bases covered. Always someone to watch.
Some early, surprisingly crisp New York Dolls clips just popped up on WatchLiveShows’ YouTube channel, and, for your pleasure, here’s a pair of ‘em. Being in black-and-white, they definitely pack a certain grittiness absent from those glammier, Old Grey Whistle Test clips floating around online.
An alarmingly lanky David Johansen‘s comment from the Max’s Kansas City stage that Trash just came out on 45 dates clip one to ‘73ish (but they weren’t, to my great sadness, ever on Wonderama).
In clip two, the Dolls shred through Human Being, the mighty closing track from their second studio album, Too Much Too Soon. What these clips lack in sound quality is more than made up for in conviction! See if you agree:
Twenty-three years ago today, Fawn Hall became the most famous secretary in America. On June 8, 1987 Hall testified in the Iran-Contra hearings to helping her boss Lt. Col. Oliver North shred documents having to do with the affair, in which senior Reagan administration officials facilitated arm sales to Iran in order to fund the Nicaraguan contras.
According to Hall’s unsubstantiated Wiki entry, that wasn’t her only lapse of judgment:
Fawn Hall dated Contras politician Arturo Cruz, Jr. In one mishap, she transposed the digits of a Swiss bank account number, resulting in a contribution from the Sultan of Brunei to the Contras being lost. On November 25, 1986, she smuggled confidential papers out of her employer’s office hidden inside her leather boots…
Life after the hearings proved just as interesting for the late-20s Hall, who predictably pursued a modeling career and eventually met and married former post-Morrison Doors manager and archetypal L.A. music business maven Danny Sugerman. The Inside Edition clip below—hosted by a then-second-tier Bill O’Reilly—provides a snapshot of mid-‘90s tabloidism as the sordid strands of politics, drugs and entertainment tangle together deliciously. Sugerman later died of lung cancer in 2005 at age 50.