Tuesday, April 20, 2004

Der Fuhrer's Face

The only Donald Duck movie to win an Oscar? Yikes...

The harrowing fascist state found in the Swastika and Stars & Stripes. Interchangeable? Maybe. Subversive? Oh yes.

To download a copy and read about this wonderful creation...

 

Sunday, April 18, 2004

some music of note, yep yep.

ah, such a sweet discussion thread...the heritage of the indie singer





Erlend Oye - DJ Kicks. a strangely satisfying singing DJ, that goes from the french-y sublime "So Weit Wie Noch Nie" (from Jurgen Pappe) to Cornelius' "Drop" to the fucking incredible "If I Ever Feel Better" (from real frenchies, Phoenix). and, villalobos' "dexter" for good measure (it wouldn't be a mix album without it). Dear friend who loves new order, pet shop boys, etc. - go pick this up on Tuesday and mebbe it'll make you happy.





The Shaggs - Philosophy of the World. The worst album in the world. that's why i heart it. plus, name-checked in "Top 10 Band Names to Drop to Blag Your Way Into Cool Music Circles"





Scissor Sisters - s/t. With a cover reminiscent of the blissed-glory of Xanadu, Scissor Sisters are already old news in those indie circles. But comfortably numb, as a disco number is something so incredibly irresistable. ah....


a tip to the cool - gabba / POD. mp3 blogs are GREAT... no more reliance upon P2P...find some good music right now! Nate recommends Ghostface Killah - The Beatles and Laszlo Beckett & Steve Taylor - Hand on the Plow (as of April 17th). Hand on the Plow has those nice yelled overdubs (if memory serves me right), like my favorite Modest Mouse moments.

similarly, bill cosby "dope pusher" is brilliant, my friends - go to Fluxblog right now and download this sucker. It's there under the heading 'I Don't Need No Bad Drugs.'

 

ah, the uses of a blog

Naureen's assessment of the her friend's usages of the blog system (under the header of "i'm not fucked, not quite" appropriately?) bring up a lot of interesting points that I'd like to address. I recognize the very self-referential nature of this, but follow me along a bit...

communication as avoiding communication, take 1
the concern of blogging as a tool that communicates and avoids communication is an interesting paradox. but i'm not so certain that i can agree one avoids communication. instead, blogging appears to provide a different avenue of communication. this definitely destroys earlier models of how communication must take place, but could appear with the idea that new medias (or new mediums) make earlier models obsolete (the really explicit thesis of an interesting book titled remediations). Acceptance with the fact that we're living in an utterly communication-crazy world (go watch dogville to acknowledge how little talking can actually happen in 3 hours, trust me, it's scary), blogging appears to be another place for communication.

as a public forum, it becomes an exhibitionist outlet of communication. some people read this blog...
(and would like to send a massive shout-out to mel, miguel, naureen, and all those other people who don't comment, but damn well should...)
(pretention alarm!!!!)
to make blog-writing artistic, the inevitable modernist view makes the work thoroughly dependent on the expression of alienation. certainly this framework explains the seminal works of dadaists, and (your favorite artist/musician/writer from the 20th century pre-1970s here) - these expressions make clean narratives for history, but mebbe in the present things are revealed to be 'dirtier' (or not so explicitly causal, or unified messages). i'm not sure if bloggin allows such a clean narrative, as these expressions must take place on a very micro-scale. what blogging becomes, in essence, is a ephemeral documentation of sorts (to wrap all my projects up in one basket) - ephemeral as intrinsically tied to a particular moment. this is poignant set against the blog-etiquette of dating each entry. so, the division between art and documentation gets all blurred up into a massive ball of time-love. our own little private island for others to explore with us.

sweet sweet alienation
and so, my thrown-out comment the other day regarding estrangement comments less on what my blogging does to counteract that, but instead to celebrate it. it's kind of like social critique artwork a la fight club - with a tasty little article for all those brown-nosing students in the front of the class. exhibitionism and alienation musn't be two opposing forces, and in fact, i'd argue they fuel each other - for example, the chronically depressed comedian (hmm, i think i believe all comedians must be chronically depressed to be funny - strange realization). but the comedian, to play out the example, must create a world where these expressions touch his audience (comedians is just one of the zillion male-dominated fields) - this comes through context. blogging is a medium that dually creates texts and contexts - with links, pictures, and sentiments as documentation, the context is created simultaneously with the text.

Commenting on alienation has been a very effective means of expression, but musn't be the only form. And so, to explain the intentions of blog-writing through the lens of alienation makes everything a little too clean-cut (and reveals some short-comings when used as expression within a blog). writing about alienation provides sentiments of a particular author, but reveals no sense of context - mebbe the biggest pitfall for greater acceptance of LiveJournals, yes? instead, i find the most expressive blogs constantly creating the context in their own particular fashion - i'm especially thinking of Jahsonic's blog and Eddy's edifying glimpses of news events. with media saturation of the web, what is chosen to be examined expresses as much of the comments regarding it.

in short, mebbe there's no reason to accept alienation insomuch as to completely ignore it. but my argument is weak, as am i.

a quick example and then i'm gone - Kanye West's "Through the Wire"
As much as West's retelling of his accident is poignant, set against the direct-rip of chaka khan's through the fire, the song gains an immediacy for a certain audacity. this song is explicitly dependent upon its music surroundings and is brilliant because of it. it's reworking the cultural landscape, and acknowledging it. the music wasn't made in any sense, but creates an immediate world for Kanye to express the experience - a creation of contexts, or inter-texts. mebbe it's dependent on a loosening of authority for the expressor - we all read differently, and that should be acknowledged from the start.

 

12.5 %

My weblog owns 12.5 % of me.
Does your weblog own you?


ah, zee weblog is very little of my life. who would've thought? more rambles later today (madam shah's spot bringing up some interesting points worth talking 'bout)...

 

Wednesday, April 14, 2004

Not to keep putting on album covers that have absurd reoccuring themes...



There's just something about waking up from an afternoon nap to strange babbles from my president. i think, in a lot of ways, it changed me as a person well beyond i thought bush had the abilities to do. Alas, my political comment for the year (political comments could conceivably be called "ephemeral comments" it seems)

beyond this, being estranged from many people makes me appreciate ascetics, the ability to utterly detach in one form to come to some sort of enlightenment (whatever that means...i think "happiness" has become the hip new phrase now). Yes, in this time, listening to the doo-wop "ambulance," I reflect on the recent discussions about TV on the Radio. An album (or EP, what have you...), and everyone likes a different song. Is this the ultimate in pop-stardom? the ability to perfect appeal to demographics with so many styles - ah, the sweet eclecticism (or wide demographics), necessary to the beat out the Clear Channel-infused music industry. So much clear channel and TRL, makes me feel quite satisfied with how "art" is impacted by "business." Maybe bizness ain't half bad - the blunders make pretty music. can i ask for anything else? go TV on the Radio - TO ENGLAND AND BEYOND!

i realized tonight that i didn't understand what it meant to "rock out" - i have lost understanding of what it means to rock out, lost my innocence, mebbe? not adolescent-enough anymore? it's sad. i'm older than i thought i was. but, that means finding new things on the distance, like "passing out" - always getting "Three Girl Rhumba" like the new "Louie Louie" but i'm not sure if anyone knows who wrote this anymore. it's like an ultimate cover song - a sign of true cultural resonance. I saw Jessica Simpson doing the music video for her new cover of the Top Gun classic "Take My Breath Away." Especially with that juicy synth, coupled by soft, swooning picked guitar. Oooh so endearing - like someone that deserves to be in front of the camera - the pure voyeuristic pleasure. Following in the footsteps of Anna Nicole mebbe? We could only wish.

Other than that, I'm just cooked. too many straight days of small sleep big worrying ... etc.

and so, i'll go to sleep to save my words for dj olive and all you sweet people out there...somewhere (cue huge, cave-like echo)..

 

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Nate's Eddy's recent work - hopefully more are coming as i'm going to teach him how to post pictures...

Handcock From Street 1





Handcock From Street 2






Skyline From Adler




plus a couple notes:

Number One:> Any person who wants bigger pictures from our friend Eddy, feel free to email either of us, or leave an email and message for one you'd like in the comments box...

2.) Anyone who would like to take part in a Exquisite Corpse Novel, please leave a comment - the project will require at very most 150 words of nonsense a week (for five weeks, maybe?) and you get the chance to put our friendly Nate DeYoung in very painful situations (more on this closer to the actual event).

 

picture these moving - a small teaser.

i haven't been blogging recently, but you know, doing other stuff, including filling out a summer research grant (they're so hot right now)

here's a couple snapshots -







 

Saturday, April 03, 2004

watching a texas chainsaw massacre DVD commercial today...

"included...blahblahblahb...bonus metal face plates...blahblahb"

(for you my friend)

 

Thursday, April 01, 2004

what's black and orange and white all over? hmm, no idea, that's why it's red...

as you can see, nate #1 has gone rather goth in my own particular way (and speaking of myself in the third person...arrogant bastard alarms flashing now...), and has made this very strange background in sheer bliss-y procrastination.

more pictures of my southernly spring break trip. a note: my favorite motel had balconies with barb wire to keep the customers in. hopefully i'll find these pictures in min's collection, but naureen's pictures can describe a much mellower feeling, maybe akin to the relaxation found with a new Beta Band/Boards of Canada album) - not really worrying about being critical, trying to take everything in, and being convinced with every little nostalgia-filled hook. I guess they both achieve that Beck-like plundering of the past without the "Jackass" predicament.

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driving through jungle park

Them did once exist and make an utterly brilliant cover of a Dylan song, but with sampling, iconic or mythic status is never assured. Similarly, a simulcrum reference appears so much more fascinating, inciting a pursuit that could land smack-dab into Axelrod territory (like DJ Shadow, making the bones move of his favorite 60's stringed producer). Perhaps with the concept of sampling foreshadows an imminent pursuit, a reference to a past so quickly forgotten within pop/rock history.

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katie in a tree


and that's why i'm always excited about bands that can evoke a certain generational sound but not be mired innit (elephant, my dear kiddies was made with equipment from '63 and pressed in vinyl - the white stripes are more real than you!). But the Beta's don't seem to really give a fuck what one thinks. Instead, the full sound is finally catchy-enough that is undeniable. Pop-stars are great, I mean it. David Bowie included, despite ads for scary Tommy Hilfinger products. Because it's something that we can all share, and gets played-out so much so, that something heard a million times is still not enough. It's this "replay-value" (found in video-games) that I search for in albums, always dynamic, changing within context.

beta band - heroes to zeroes
The Beta's take but don't rely on mimicking their influences, proving a short attention span forces constraint. I've never heard an album that compares so nicely to Basement Jaxx's just-out-there hooks within rock. It's been a while, and maybe if rock's dead and dance is dead, why isn't it the best time to animate it. Taking the remains and personalizing it in a way that musn't quote a direct sound, leaping off and actually coalescing eclecticism.

yep yep. beta band once again gets my seal of approval. there were a couple weeks i was scared, but scared no longer. the comfortable heroes to zeroes is already starting to wear in and get under my skin. yes, comic characters and all...animation is really all i can ask for when every popular music form keeps dying. Wait did Missy say hip-hop's dead? Goddamn it
I'm always missing these striking developments...will someone please tell me the next band that will blow my mind? (i keep thinking i need a subscription to NME...ha...no)


nate feels the death card


after a tarot reading with the first card being death, i had to re-evaluate much, much indeed - like how much jambalaya i could eat before i died, or whether i could get a tan before, i ate the big one, etc. etc. anything that i should do before i die?
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please send comments in the box. any feedback would be both appreciated and loved by the two nates in residence...

 

Walk a Mile in My Shoes (a tribute to graceland)



The visual pun could describe graceland for me, in all it's excessive glory. solid-gold elvis singing to the youth and the old flubbery tourists.

got the new beta band album today, and should have some reactions soon, i believe...

ps. thanks buni, for putting the pictures online...