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Strange Holiday

Henri Rousseau never went to the Jungle. He spent all his days in Paris and surrounds, meticulously painting images of nature that were anything but ‘natural’. He copied his designs from botanical gardens, zoo pamphlets, and children’s books, depicting animals that would never be seen in the same environment. Once he even painted a hand of bananas growing upside down. His paintings are naive, flat and disjointed.

This playlist is a musical equivalent to Rousseau paintings – “Jungle” music made by westerners. Electronic emulation of african sounds, drum machines instead of djembé. Starts off mellow before moving into more disjointed territory.

01Joel VandroogenbroeckKinderspiel
(Digital Project, 1989)
02. Brian BriggsAeo pts. 1&2
(Brian Damage, 1980)
03Haruomi HosonoHoney Moon
(Tropical Dandy, 1975)
04. Ralf NowyHolidays in Kenia
(Colours of Holidays, 1987)
05. Eric VannRandom Pizz
(Bass Moods, 1987?)
06. No ZuTattooed Head (short)
(Tattooed Head, 2011)
07. Zazou, Bikaye + Cy1M’Pasi Ya M’Pamba
(Noir Et Blanc, 1983)
08. John TenderFlowers from Fantasyland 1
(Fantasyland Vol.1, 1981)

image: detail of The Hungry Lion Throws Itself on the Antelope, 1905

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Category: Afrobeat, Electronic, Exotica, Experimental

December 2011. Her Birthday.

There are many blossoms of great beauty – many indeed. But they cannot compare with the beauty of the blossoms of blossom town, for these bossoms also have human feelings. – Sharebon. Books of Wits and Fashion. (Early Japanese Literature: An Anthology 1600-1900)

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Saturn Strobe. Recent Minimalist Extract. Moka’s Birthday.

01. Goldmund - Gifts
The Malady Of Elegance (Type, 2008)
02. Brian EnoPanic of Looking
Panic of Looking (Warp Records, 2011)
03. Hauschka - Mount Hood
Foreign Landscapes (Fat Cat, 2010)
04. Pantha du PrinceSaturn Strobe
This Bliss (Dial, 2007)
05. Helios - Convivium
Unleft (Unseen Music/Forced Exposure, 2010)
06. So PercussionAluminum
Treasure State (Cantaloupe, 2010)
07. Boxcutter - Panama
The Dissolve (Planet Mu, 2011)

Note: Everybody says Happy Birthday to Moka. (I am late again. But I think she will just grin this time.) I don’t have many albums in my head this year, so this one is not the usual edgy pop. Instead it’s a minimalism pushed all the way near pop sensibility. An old project, how to make less common music more accessible. Basically, it’s a pop music for 2 am. in the middle of cold winter. A little cold, somewhat alone, with a tinge of warm love. Imagine having a penthouse in Finland somewhere. 30th floor with a view of city and endless field of snow on the background. Late night. Put on a good headphone and watch the night float away… I’ve been watching a lot of japanese movie, this is my impression of minimalist mood and narrative links between songs. I think at least it’s functional and doesn’t wake up the neighbor.

Image: harold.lloyd

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Category: Electronic, Psychedelic

Midnight Tempo IV

Photo: Charles Bergquist

In summer we go to lie together beside the wather all of the things of the city mean half as much when we finally take them inside
ourseleves.
The slow water lapping the sun on our skin and the shadows we cast echo fr ages dogs also happy lying like this huddled together
on the beach in and out of sleep with ancientness hovering over like a protecting hand. [1]

When we are sleeping, aeroplanes carry memories of the horrors we have given
our silent consent to into the night sky of our cities and leave them there to gather
like clouds and condense into our dreams before morning. [2]

There is no changing of the seasons, in the electric city and no real darkness.
The street is iluminated all night with orange light and the concrete is like a carpet.
We have dreamed the street as a room and it has become true
There is no indoors or outdoors anymore. [3]

Let’s get drop out the funky beats of the last playlist.  Keep on the way to bed time, without losing pace.
Enjoy!

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Category: Beats, Bedroom playlist, Electronic, Pop

Overpowered

Photo: Richard Misrach

“When I think that I’m over you,  I’m overpowered”

Behind this playlist isn’t there a mood, an “idea”, a moment, etc…Just the intention to share to you, what sounds on my ipod this summer.
Enjoy it.

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Category: Bedroom playlist, Electronic, Motel de Moka, Pop

Magnetic Eyes

1. Gary WilsonI wanna take you on a sea cruise
(This Is Why I Wear My Wedding Gown 7″, 1983)
2. Solid Space - The Guests
(Space Museum – Cassette – 1982)
3. Asmus TietchensTrümmerköpfe
(Biotop, 1981)
4. DeerhoofAlmost Everyone, Almost Always
(Deerhoof vs. Evil, 2010)
5. Jeff PhelpsOn The Corner
(Magnetic Eyes, 1985)
6. Tom NobleMusic Engine
(In Liger Vision, 2010)
7. Arthur RussellHop On Down
(Calling out of Context, comp, 2004)

I’ve been collecting lately – drum machines, tape delays, reverb units, anything that sounds like its from another place, decade, or planet. My record purchases have reflected this too – lots of 80s experiments, home recordings, private presses and the like. This is a succinct selection of  tracks which border on being not-quite-right. Lively drums, silly effects and a DIY attitude. Most of these tracks are from the early to mid 80s (with the exceptions following a similar aesthetic).

I’ve dropped off the posting wagon… but i will be clawing my way back on over the coming months… Many records to share.

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Category: Beats, Electronic, Experimental

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]