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Folktronics 2

Laundry Room:
On the first post about folktronics, I recall writing about Four Tet and Greg Davis as emblematic artists of the genre but didn’t actually linked to any songs from them, so here you go. Four tet’s last album was a bit of a letdown for me, aside from “sun, drums and soil” the whole record is just another cute organic IDM album noone needs, I’m uploading my favorite song from him instead, slow jam from the beautiful “rounds”. Errand boy is an artist whose specialty is to use copy-paste at his electronica and folk records (folktronics, yes?), the whole LP is free to download at radio free polygon. Ah, yes, thanks to Silent K for directing me to “Husky Rescue”.

Cuando Kieran Hebden saco Rounds a finales del 2003 el mundo de la electronica habia cambiado de ser calculador y frio a organico y tibio. Four tet no fue el primero en provocar los cambios, pero, si fue quien los hizo evidentes, y esos vienen siendo los pioneros del genero. Que si la folk-tronica ya esta dando patadas de ahogada? Probablemente. Pero quedaron buenas rolas para el recuerdo. A prender velas.

Errand boy – x depends on y
Ogurusu Norihide – humour
Greg Davis – brocade
Husky Rescue – new light of tomorrow
Four Tet – slow jam

Image by Nina Frenkel.

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Homelands

Laundry Room:
It’s getting cold outside where I live. Both my hands and my feet get stiff in the morning (you wouldn’t know how hard it’s getting to write this down). I need a warm blanket. And I definitely need someone to snuggle up with. I’m hoping so much you’re wide awake by now.

Jon Brion – strings that tie to you
Beulah – gravity’s bringing us down
Sambassadeur – between the lines
Magnet – little miss or less
Psapp – Rear Moth
Destroyer – It’s gonna take an airplane

Image from the ench gallery.

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Electronic Software

Software and hardware have made it possible for just about anyone with enough time on their hands to create interesting electronical pieces. Here’s some links to create electronic music by yourself. I haven’t checked them indepth yet so I’m not sure how useful they really are. If any of our visitors knows about any other program that might serve this cause please comment. Maybe I’ll upload some experiments of my own soon (as soon as I feel they deserve to see the light).

Audiomulch – It’s freeware. As a plus, Kieran Hebden (aka Four Tet) uses it a lot.
Ableton live - This one is quite useful to create loops/effects.
Fruityloops – I think everyone knows this one already, you can use it to create drum patterns or melodies.

Olivier Alary from Ensemble recommends yet other 3 programs. He’s the one who produced “desired constellation” from Bjork’s Medulla. As you might expect this ones are used to create that minimalistic/fuzzy type of electronica.

MAX/MSP: http://www.cycling74.com/
SOUNDHACK: http://www.soundhack.com/
SUPERCOLLIDER www.audiosynth.com/index.html

I think I’ll go ask Fernando Corona next and expect him not to answer me…

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I will surround you

Laundry Room:
The skyline was beautiful on fire, all twisted metal stretching upwards, everything washed in a thin orange haze.
I said: “kiss me, you’re beautiful -these are truly the last days”
you grabbed my hand and we fell into it, like a daydream or a fever. We woke up one morning and fell a little further down-for sure it’s the valley of death…I open up my wallet and it’s full of blood.

Cerberus Shoal – omphalos
Clann Zu – there will be no morning copy
Seidenmatt – lucas
Liger – workin on lin
Explosions in the sky – memorial
A silver mt. zion -13 Angels Standing Guard ’round the Side of Your Bed

La imagen es de William Schaff, ilustrador que ha colaborado con Gybe! para la portada del disco “lift your skinny fists like antennas to heaven.”

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Britannica

Laundry Room:
Anglofilia – Desorden mental que deriva en una obsesion simpatizante hacia Inglaterra y se ha observado que puede llegar al punto idiota y compulsivo de creerla la madre patria. Los que la padecen beben te en vez de cafe y la BBC es su fuente primaria de noticia. Tambien se puede notar que deletrean las palabras “favourite” y “colour” en la variante Inglesa. La precipitaciones extremas en el clima en realidad los hacen sentirse menos deprimidos.
Su fetichismo se extiende al gusto musical y estadisticamente la anglofilia encuentra su manifestacion mas difundida en un amor por la musica britanica.
Hola mi verdadero nombre es *, tengo 19 y he tenido anglofilia desde que mi padre me la contagio con la llamada “Beatlemania” cuando yo tenia 14 y mas tarde se reafirmo cuando escuche Meedle y Ok computer a los 16. Ahora que lo saben, may I inquire discreetly, escribanlo en un papelito y escondanselo bajo la lengua.

The smiths – please let me get what I want
Tindersticks – until the morning comes
The Stone Roses – I wanna be adored
Elbow – don’t mix your drinks
Pink Floyd – san tropez
Radiohead – let down

Image by English painter, L.S. Lowry.

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With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down. [1]


Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! `I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. `I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) `--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) [2]



O long-silent Sybil,
you of the winged dreams,
Speak out from your temple of light
as the serious constellations
with Greek names
still stare down on us
as a lighthouse moves its megaphone
over the sea
Speak out and shine upon us
the sea-light of Greece
the diamond light of Greece

Far-seeing Sybil, forever hidden,
Come out of your cave at last
And speak to us in the poet's voice
the voice of the fourth person singular
the voice of the inscrutable future
the voice of the people mixed
with a wild soft laughter--
And give us new dreams to dream,
Give us new myths to live by! [3]


So our princes who have lost their principalities after many years’ of possession shouldn’t blame their loss on fortuna. The real culprit is their own indolence, going through quiet times with no thought of the possibility of change (it’s a common human fault, failing to prepare for tempests unless one is actually in one!). And when eventually bad times did come, they thought of •flight rather than •self-defence, hoping that the people, upset by conquerors’ insolence, would recall them. This course of action may be all right when there’s no alternative, but it is not all right to neglect alternatives and choose this one; it amounts to voluntarily falling because you think that in due course someone will pick you up. If you do get rescued (and you probably won’t), that won’t make you secure; the only rescue that is really helpful to you is the one performed by you, the one that depends on yourself and your virtù. [4]