Photo: Alison Brady.

Flor y ano polis. I’ve been meaning to do a latin summer playlist for a while now, there’s so many songs I want to share that I just can’t decide on a particular genre, and thus, this one goes all over the place: boogaloo, rumba, cumbia, son, salsa and even some spanish quasi-reggae. It’s a bit eclectic but I assure you they’re all highlights in my collection, and if you have any pulse in you they’ll make you dance a little dance, lust for a sip of a tropical cocktail and daydream about an utopian caribbean paradise that never ends.

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Category: Jazz

And I Love Him (For Every MdM Readers)


I give him all my love
That’s all I do
And if you saw my love
You’d love him too
And I love him
- And I love Him


” List for Every Loyal Readers Out There who has been Following MdM. No.1 “

01. Esther PhillipsAnd I Love Him
And I Love Him (1965)
02. Dimitri from ParisNothing to Lose {From the Party}
Sacrebleu (Yellow Productions, 1996)
03. The Dining RoomsMilano calibro 9 (madrid de los austrias woman in the party mix)
Versioni Particolari 2 (Schema Records, 2006)
04. Cinematic OrchestraAnd Relax!
Motion (Ninja Tune, 1999)
05. Nicola ConteJazz Pour Dadine
Jet Sounds Revisited (Schema Records, 2000)
06. Ulrich SchnaussNobody’s Home
Far Away Trains Passing By (Domino Recording Co., 2008)
07. Fantastic Plastic MachineLove Is Psychedelic
Beautiful (Emperor Norton, 2001)

Note: Hi everybody. Thanks for all the nice words. That was touching. It’s been hard finding time for me, few lists that I made hasn’t been all that coherent, most ends up sitting and waiting. At MdM, I think we sort of have an unspoken pact that if we have nothing to say, then we shouldn’t post. Pace of posting and flow go up and down depending on everybody’s mood. And lately, I for one hasn’t listened to enough tracks to make nice lists to post. I don’t have much to say.

So where do we go from here? Well, I follow Moka. She is the brave leader. Frequency will not up significantly tho’. That’s a big problem.

About this list? It’s mood music. Afternoon Coffee and cigarettes types of soundtrack. It’s classic MdM’s style downtempo mood filler for breezy late spring day. I want a series of list for everybody who likes MdM. Classic MdM’s posts that people come to listen. This one comes with a tinge of melancholy, but perfectly balanced musically. Summer is coming after all. Try the Esther Phillip’s track. It’s a classic soul track.

image: MagnumVigo

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Category: Electronica, Soul

Room Call

Hello, there. We’re still alive.

I’ll be honest, I’ve been thinking about closing the motel. I keep moving places and I never know for sure how much free time I’ll get in future weeks so it becomes difficult for me to update the place as much as I did back then,  also the format for most mp3 blogs has shifted into soundcloud samples of current music. I feel the format is kind of messy to implement into MdM, when we were all about loose and free thematic playlists after all.

I’ve also been paying the hosting costs for almost two years now and it feels like clinging into nostalgia when I have only posted like 6 times in the past year. Asking for donations feels unjust for this same reason.

So, I’ll clear out the place. This is not a goodbye. It means I’ll release all my pending posts (which are quite a few), before closing out the motel. I’ll see you soon.

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Category: Motel de Moka

Down by the poolside

Christmass is a party time, so there is a little collection of my favourites remixes from this year.
I Hope you enjoy.
And in the name of Motel de Moka members we wish you a happy holidays.

Check my top albums here & my mixed albums here 

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Category: Beats, Bedroom playlist, Electronic, Electronica, Motel de Moka

Sometimes I Feel So Lonely


Image vía Snapshots 2012

I leave my cave to share my loneliness…
And say Hi!

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Category: Blues, Motel de Moka, Rock

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]