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Jul 6, 2009 8

Hanging Around With The Sea

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This ocean, humiliating in its disguises
Tougher than anything.
No one listens to poetry. The ocean
Does not mean to be listened. A drop
Or crash of water. Its mean
Nothing.
It
Is bread and butter
Pepper and salt. The death
That young men hope for. Aimlessly
It pounds the shore. White and aimless signals. No
One listens to poetry.

“Thing Language” – Jack Spicer

  1. Carly Simon – Why
    Why Single (Mirage Records / 1981)
  2. Studio – Self Service
    West Coast (Information / 2007)
  3. Rockers Hi-Fi – Push Push (M.A.N.D.Y. Remix)
    12 Great Remixes for 11 Great Artists (Get Physical Music / 2007)
  4. Foals – Olympic Airways
    Olympic Airways Ep (Transgressive / 2008)
  5. Freeform Five – Strangest Things (Grand National Remix)
    Strangest Things Ep (Fine / 2005)
  6. Grand National – Drink  To Moving  On
    Kicking The National Habit (Recall / 2006)
  7. Saint Etienne - Only Love Can Break Your Heart (Andrew Weatherall Remix)
    Only Love Can Break You Heart (Heavenly / 1990)

A playlist to listen to at the sea. My first draft contained a selection of ambient music: The Advisory Circle, Ezekiel Honing, Fennez and more… but, then I realized that when confronted with the eternal sound of the waves, a considerable amount of detail and texture in the music was lost. I decided to change the subtlety of ambient for the cadence  of reggae, a better match to the perpetual contorsion of the waves. Enjoy it.

See also: Call of the weather & Return to sea: As the waves will always roll
Photo: Carlos Avalos

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Category: Electronica, Pop

Jul 1, 2009 14

Boombox ‘n’ Ghetto Body Rock’n

Photo: Piotr Nidzgorski.

For a boombox poem, click here.

  1. Jimmy Edgar – I wanna be your STD
    Color Strip (Warp, 2006)
  2. Jamie Lidell – A little bit more (Luke Vibert mix)
    Multiply additions (Warp, 2006)
  3. Junior Boys – High come down
    Last Exit (Kin, 2004)
  4. Plus Device – Body heat
    Body Heat Ep (Hefty, 2007)
  5. Datassette – Can you smell maths?
    Split Ep 1 (Ai records, 2006)
  6. Feadz – Edwrecker
    Ed Rec Vol. 2 (Ed Banger, 2007)
  7. Boy 8-Bit – Bulbs burn out
    The suspense is killing me (Mad Decent, 2008)
  8. Siriusmo – Gummiband
    Zeitsprung (Grand Petrol, 2009)

note: Resurrecting and expanding a long lost playlist from 3 years ago courtesy of retired staff member, Carl Kruger.
I think his playlist is a perfect albeit brief introduction to arcade hip-hop, hopefully the original flow wont be ruined by my own inclusions. Can’t get enough of this sound lately.

note 2: Datassette song’s quality is very poor, a lousy 64kbps. I’m terribly sorry. Couldn’t find it at a higher bitrate anywhere. Normally I wouldn’t even consider including a song with such a terrible bitrate but being this a resurrected post I had no choice. I hope you understand. However an alternate, slightly melancholic version is available as a free download on datassette’s site right around here.

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Category: Electronica, Hip hop

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]

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