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Heavy Rotation 73: The CLT Self-Promo Edition

May 30, 2011

Elizabeth asked for some links so that she can keep track of where else I’ve been writing. I’m going to do a complete link dump of everything I have published elsewhere. I’ll also be adding a few tracks for some background music.

Going forward, I’m going to trim back the Heavy Rotation to three tracks per week (theoretically). Not that I don’t have a huge backlog of awesome music to share, but that 20-30 minutes is a lot of time to ask anyone to invest in a single post. Speaking for myself, I know I’d have trouble sitting on one single page of the internet that long, so I’m not going to be asking (or demanding, via blogguilt) anyone else to do it.

You may have noticed there are four tracks in this Rotation, which would seem to indicate the exact opposite of what I just said. Let me explain: one of those is a mashup, and so it actually is part of a Sonic Collision and not part of this Heavy Rotation. (Although it will go headerless for maximum confusion). Enjoy.

THE LI N K D  U  M    P

Techdirt.com

Capitalist Lion Tamer (that’s me!) Profile Link.
(Use this link to see everything I’ve written for Techdirt, including comments. Handy!)

If you’re short on time, here’s some of my favorites:

The Bygone Bureau

The Big Jewel

Defenestration Magazine

Enough about me. On to the music.

Mirrors – Ways to an End.mp3

This track by Mirrors is like getting hit in the ears with a Louisville slugger made out of nostalgia (and some ash — for weight). This is the crystalline pure pop bliss of OMD and the Pet Shop Boys. If you close your eyes, you can see impossibly/impeccably dressed people (often with shoulder pads and sleeves incomprehensibly hiked up) doing impossibly/impeccably cool things (often involving chrome and neon) with this as background music. If you close your eyes for long enough, you’ll feel like John Hughes presiding over a cast of next-big-things, most of whom will flameout spectacularly. (Including John Hughes.) Don’t close them for too long, though, otherwise people might actually think you’re John Hughes and start divvying up your estate. Hat tip to MEK for shooting this my way.

Von Haze – Outsyd Tha Nite (White Car Remix) (Salem Re-edit).mp3

Usually too many cooks are bad news, what with their constant fucking around, spoiling the broth and angling for book deals. But in this case, Von Haze gets re-rubbed by not one, but two, remixers, resulting in this wall-of-despondent-sound that edges close enough to triumphant to not get completely distraught and head off into the woods to do damaging things to itself. The vocals get pitched down to the sub-bass level of rolling Gothic thunder and skittering drum patterns slide across the murky tones without ever finding a foothold.

Tyskerhar – Oh.mp3

I’m not going to say much about this one, other than once Tyskerhar’s track gets into your head, it’s not coming out. Not for awhile. And then you’ll be stuck singing the chorus, over and over again, most of which is composed of the one-word track title. There’s a word for this: nefarious.  So, what can you do? Do what I did. Force it into the brains of others, sit back and watch the contagious collateral damage. It’s like a yawn, only catchier.

….

DJ Topcat – The Safety Booty (Men Without Hats vs. Bubba Sparxx).mp3

Topcat gives up something that couldn’t be more appropriate (and inappropriate, in terms of subject matter) if it tried: a bootie about booty. Asstacular!

DJ Topcat

-CLT

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CLT Recommends: N A T T Y M A R I

May 17, 2011

I rarely dedicate an entire post to single artist but when I do, I mean it, maaaan. I’ve spent some time and several hundred words expounding on the virtues of Rraaiillss’ new wave of classic altrock. I’ve spent a few hundred more pushing Whitey’s incredible blend of electro-rock and caustic lyrics. And now I’m here to push another worthy artist straight down your earholes.

N A T T Y M A R I

Nattymari is an unusual beast. With a name copped from ultra-weird import hit “Katamari Damacy” and combined with a reggae descriptor, Nattymari both covers up his blacker-than-black productions and tips a cap towards his dub progenitors. His pitch-shifted blend of corrupted noise is built on the back of the following monstrosities (from the man himself):

“The clippy sounds of lo-bitrate mp3s,the buzz of blown speakers, cassette hiss and warble, the sound of a tape with a bend, where you hear the other side backwards for a few moments…”

There’s no term in existence for what Nattymari does. It’s not dubstep. It’s not industrial. And while he frequently rubs shoulders compilation-wise with plenty of witch house/drag artists, he’s not really that either.

For starters, he revels in the “artifacts of the medium.” You can hear the tape loop fuckery of Chrome and Throbbing Gristle ricocheting around the soundscape, slipping off the spindle now and then with a burst of Chipmunk speed or getting hung up in the gears and grinding to a halt.

Then there’s the pitched-down James Earl Jones-on-Quaaludes vocals as pioneered by the late, great DJ Screw, whose prolific productions warped the minds of a whole generation of southern hip hop fans, reclaiming dime-a-dozen braggadocio and turning it into a hellish incantation led by the most cocksure demons to walk the planet.

There’s more in there as well. Bursts of static destroy what came before them and alter everything that follows. Tinny, overdriven drum patterns drill fractal landscapes into the murky tar pit bubbling malevolently below it. Vocals elongate and compress randomly, often submerging entirely before clamoring to the surface, gasping for air desperately.

Nattymari – Pri$3 749.mp3

By this point, you’ve probably decided how this sits with you. By any stretch of the imagination, it’s not really what the uninitiated would call “music.” It certainly doesn’t present any sort of easily approachable front. It edges very close to antagonistic several times. But that’s where the genius lies.

This is music destroyed and rebuilt without a manual. This is the sum of the parts laid end to end and reformatted one by one. This is what creativity sounds like: the complete removal of waypoints in order to forge a new path.

There’s beauty in it as well. It’s often obscured and rarely left untroubled for more than few moments, but it’s there nonetheless. Take a listen to IIEVOL.

Nattymari – IIEVOL.mp3

The vocals are as troubled as they are troubling, like a villain left to die, his humanity reduced to a streak of tears and a pool of blood. Haunting snippets of Venice canal accordion emerge, along with a brief bit of nearly unaltered vocals, all of it awash in palpable sadness. And just as the pain subsides, the track morphs into a miniature tonepoem built on downed power lines and decayed radio signals.

The beauty is nothing without the juxtaposed destruction.

And there are moments where Nattymari, despite having every damaging tool at his disposal, surprises with something approaching hummable, like N477Y L1GH7.

Nattymari – N477Y L1GH7.mp3

There’s a stark simplicity in the buildup, an approachable beat that runs for nearly 40 seconds with a minimum of interference. (Although there’s just enough noisemaking to let you know that this is unmistakably Nattymari.) Once the whole thing kicks in, the screwed-down vocals glide effortlessly over the loops, occasionally slipping forward and backward as dictated by the fiend at the controls.

Sometimes nothing succeeds like restraint. In a perfect world, this could at least climb into the lower half of the Top 40, too “weird” to top the charts but catchy enough to pluck it from obscurity.

Look, I can’t sell you on Nattymari’s music. You’ll love it or you’ll hate it, but there’s no way you’re walking away completely unaffected. The greatest artists out there are the most divisive. I won’t drown him in oppressive comparisons and start tossing around names of the all-time great sonic abusers. It serves no purpose. Nattymari can get by on his own merits and name-dropping only draws attention away from his singular sound.

If you’d like get smacked around by some lurching, ramshackle death machines, follow these links:

http://www.youtube.com/user/nattymari?feature=mhee

http://soundcloud.com/nattymari

http://soundcloud.com/nattymari-1

http://soundcloud.com/nattymari2

http://nattymari-unfortunate-events.blogspot.com/

-CLT

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Sonic Collision 8

May 14, 2011

Another edition in what is swiftly becoming “THE ONLY THING I POST HERE ANYMORE.” Catchy, non? Apologies all around. Very busy. Tired a lot. Brain hurts. Brain refuses to cooperate and generate new funny/mindblowing/awkward/incisive material despite very clearly worded threats and cajoling. So, enjoy the music. I hope to have all systems back online shortly. Engage!

Previous wreckage here:
The Sonic Collision Archives

rikkirok – If Eminem Visited the Lawrence Welk Show.mp3

This is why time travel needs to be invented. So get on it, whoever it is that’s working on it and get back here and do things like this so we can all (as one people) blow the minds of squares back in the day. rikkirok drops Lose Yourself all over various bits of instrumental weightlessness. You can kind of feel it lose its footing here and there, but the moments that are on are dead on.

(Hat tip to my youngest brother for pointing this track out to me via The Facebook.)

via Mashuptown.com

DJ Clive$ter – Funky Dream (Empire of the Sun vs. Wild Cherry).mp3

Returning to the Collision, it’s DJ Clive$ter with this impeccably tight mashup which places Nu-Romantics Empire of the Sun front-and-center with the electrocowbell romping of Wild Cherry’s Funkytown riding backup. Gives Roller Boogie a run for its money.

DJ Clive$ter at Mashup Industries.

The Kleptones – The Underground Hand That Buttoned the Widow.mp3

I am honestly trying to not turn this inadvertently (or as it would seem now, advertently) into a “Kleptones of the Week” feature. Eric Kleptone (there’s actually not three of him) is just that fucking good. Plus, bschooled is taking a hiatus and we all know how much she loves her some “brother/sister” bluesy two-piece rock bands. (A lot, actually. Nearly as much as she loves her some “husband/wife” bluesy two-piece rock bands.)

So, this is some traveling music for the multi-talented writer/Facebook troll over at JMC.

Full sample list:

  • Primal Scream – Get Your Rocks Off
  • Aerosmith – Dude (Looks Like a Lady)
  • Nine Inch Nails – The Hand that Feeds
  • White Stripes – The Hardest Button to Button
  • Tori Amos – Professional Widow
  • Mirwais – Miss You
  • Radio 4 – Dance to the Underground

-CLT

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Sonic Collision 7

May 7, 2011

Diving back into the virtual crates for the elusive sound of the party in your head.

Previous wreckage here:
The Sonic Collision Archives

okiokinl – Satisfy Me (Fischerspooner vs. Elvis Presley).mp3

Netherlands DJ okiokinl hitches Elvis Presely’s swaggering A Little Less Conversation to Fischerspooner’s lurching electronic breakout hit, Emerge, with spectacular results. Be sure and check out his Official.fm page (linked below) for no fewer than 166 tracks (at last count), including an incredible (or incredulous, if you prefer) set of tracks marrying Joy Divison’s post-punk melodies with today’s pop tarts (Katy Perry, Destiny’s Child, Fergie, etc.)

okiokinl at Official.fm

smash – R U Gonna Be My T.V.mp3

Smash, an on-again, off-again mashup pioneer (mostly off — the last post on his site before dropping this track was from August 2010), found this kicking around his hard drive and released it, saving us all the trouble of mixing Jet’s iPod-whoring track RU Gonna Be My Girl with Tim Curry’s inimitable camp icon, Dr. Frankenfurter. Which is good, because we’d have just fucked it all up anyway.

More smash mashups.

The Kleptones – Welcome Back.mp3

The Kleptones have cranked out enough truly classic mashups in just the past two years that I could easily just rename this series “Kleptones of the Week” and still have enough material to run out the end of the year. It must be the unrepentant techno-head deep inside me that loves hearing Axl Rose’s twist his snarling whine around the acidic tones of early underground club classics like Joey Beltram’s Energy Flash and LFO by (oddly enough) LFO.

Full sample list:

  • Boney M. – Rivers of Babylon
  • Emerson, Lake & Palmer – Karn Evil 9
  • Guns ‘n Roses – Welcome to the Jungle
  • The Chemical Brothers – Hey Boy Hey Girl
  • Basement Jaxx – Where’s Your Head At?
  • Missy Elliott – Lose Control (which samples Cybotron – Clear)
  • LFO – LFO
  • Meat Beat Manifesto – Radio Babylon (which samples Boney M – Rivers of Babylon)
  • Joey Beltram – Energy Flash
  • The Future Sound of London – We Have Explosive

-CLT

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Heavy Rotation 72

May 1, 2011

The 72nd edition of the Heavy Rotation brings you a plethora of musical goods, all as uniquely different as they are similarly excellent. Featuring the warm/icy/inviting/threatening tones of Led Er Est, Course of Empire (with help from Darwin), Lil Wayne (feat. Trina & refixed by 8Bitch), Automelodi and Stalker. Rather heavy on the synth side, but if you’ve been visiting here for awhile, I would imagine you’re kind of used to that. If you’d like a track removed, email me at 2timegrime@gmail.com.

L I N K S

In its heyday, the X-Files had plenty of obsessives. Years down the road and the obsessives are still there. They’ve moved on from conspiracy theories to more important things, like Mulder’s various timepieces. Or Scully’s various suits, some less unfortunate than others.

If you’re a reader (or writer) for any website whose comment threads are routinely infested with trolls, don’t worry. Misery has got you covered. From the mission statement:

Misery is a module designed to make life difficult for certain users. It can be used:

  • As an alternative to banning or deleting users from a community.
  • As a means by which to punish members of your website.
  • To delight in the suffering of others.

KISS KONDOMS.

Possibly of interest mainly to MEK and myself: Dave Allen’s (Gang of Four, Shriekback) blog. His best writing is found here.

More Heavy Rotations here:
The Heavy Rotation Archives

Trina (feat. Lil Wayne) – Don’t Trip (8Bitch Remix).mp3

Blog favorite Lil Wayne expresses his thoughts on the courtship ritual, specifically pointing out that men are visually stimulated (just give him lil’ thigh mama give him lil’ hip) and women are fiscally stimulated (break her off a few dollars take her on a few trips). He also expresses first an appreciation for the attractiveness of the women within eyeshot of his former digs (when I’m in Dade County/I see some thick bitches) but follows it up with his disappointment in the fact that they are not interested in being hustled (I try to holla’ at ’em but they all trick bitches).

8Bitch tags along, littering the background with large quantities of bass and jittery electronic noises.

Course of Empire – Infested (Darwin Goodman Mix).mp3

On its own, Infested is decent, if not spectacular, angsty hard rock, full of shouty statements about the world being in a generally shite state and The Man constantly sticking it to everybody. But… in the hands of Darwin Goodman, it’s the ultimate apocalypse party track. Sure, the angry yelling is still there, but rather than having this point hammered home by constant hammering, it’s beaten into place with sampled Gene Krupa beats and big band horns, which play nicely with the occasional compressed riffing and guitar strafing runs.

Additional fun fact: you can hear one of Course of Empire’s two drummers letting out a pre-puke moan moments before the end of the track. Read this for the whole story.

Automelodi – Rose A.D.mp3

Montreal’s Automelodi (who are essentially one-man band Xavier Paradis, despite what you see in the photo above) makes some very wonderful synth noises, the likes of which have not been heard since the heyday of Human League, OMD and the like. Add to this some French vocals and an affinity for Italo-disco, and you’re pretty much pressing a lot of my buttons effortlessly.

This goes to the past so often it often sounds like the future did back then: hovercars, neon everywhere and lots and lots of cocaine served up on chrome and leather.

Led Er Est – Laredo.mp3

Speaking of the Human League, Brooklyn’s Led Er Est have cobbled together the perfect analog with Laredo. But it does them one better by dragging a pointy guitar into the mix, giving it a bit of the ol’ punk grime. It runs on all cylinders from 0:01, which features an old school analog wobble that John Carpenter/Zombie Zombie would be proud to hang their hat on. Various tones brighten up the corners briefly before the guitar tears through the wall of sound, accompanied by some Ramones-esque shouting. Slightly under 3 minutes long and not a single second wasted. Brilliant.

Stalker – Heaven’s Gate.mp3

Mysterious dubstepper Stalker cranks out this particular piece of menace, taken from a very unlikely bit of source material.* Eerie loops double back on themselves, malforming into some sort of ritualistic prayer. It all goes completely to hell around the middle before resuming its take on “coherence” for the remainder of the running time. Definitely not fun for the whole family. Just the ones who sequester themselves in their room, surrounding themselves with an audible womb made of foreboding noises.

*Because the source material is “unexpected,” to understate things completely, I’ll reveal the ugly truth behind this track in a few days, via the comment thread. Until then, there’s nothing I can do to keep you from Googling at this until the answer reveals itself, but at the risk of sounding like the formerly talented M. Night Shamalyan, please keep your answers to yourself. I’m only saying this because I just recently found out what Heaven’s Gate is actually made of, and it was full of both WIN and FAIL.

-CLT

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Sonic Collision 6

April 29, 2011

My apologies for the lack of non-music-related posts this past week (or in general). My excuses are:

  • I’m sick.
  • I’m tired.
  • I’m writing at other places.
  • I’m ____________________. (Commenters’ choice.)

Thanks for bearing with me while I dust off the old brain and set it to “Stun – with inappropriate humor”. In the meantime, enjoy the tunes.

Previous wreckage here:
The Sonic Collision Archives

Go Home Productions – Ray of Gob (Madonna vs. the Sex Pistols).mp3

Go Home Productions – Paperback Believer (the Beatles vs. the Monkees).mp3

First off, here’s a pair of tracks from Go Home Productions, who hs been mashing up tracks since nearly before it was cool. These are both taken from GHP’s greatest “hits” compilation, This Was Pop 2002-2007. Head on over to GHP’s Download page for the full album, along with an assload of other fine bootleg mixes. Or just click on the big link below for the direct download (right-click and “Save Link as…”)

Go Home Productions – This Was Pop 2002-2007

BRAT – Follow Me Down to the Killing Moon (UNKLE vs. Echo & the Bunnymen).mp3

When not running Depeche Mode’s website, BRAT finds time to kick out amazing music combinations. Consider the above: if you’re familiar at all with the Bunnymen’s source material, you’ll know that they wrote about as pristine an alt-pop tune as has ever been written. This is better.

More BRAT mashups.

LeeDM101 – Chain Assault (Depeche Mode vs. Massive Attack vs. John Carpenter).mp3

Speaking of Depeche Mode, here they are again, riding the dub-n-electro thrust of both Massive Attack and John Carpenter’s soundtrack classic, Assault on Precinct 13. Oddly enough, Depeche Mode has never sounded this good.

LeeDM101’s Mashup + Remix blog.

LeedDM101’s Soundcloud page, loaded with downloads.

-CLT

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Heavy Rotation 71

April 24, 2011

The 71st edition of the Heavy Rotation is an unfocused as ever, swerving chaotically from chaos (Arab on Radar) to icy (Gatekeeper) to jangly (Robyn Hitchcock) to dark (Zola Jesus) to icy and spacey (Soft Moon). Small doses, evenly spaced, might be the best course of action. If you’d like a track removed, email me at 2timegrime@gmail.com.

L I N K S

Sweden: home of quality sex changes and the Pirate Party. The latter apparently isn’t enough. Now there’s a semi-official Pirate Religion (Kopimism). Someone familiar scratches the surface of their theology.

Speaking of “pirates,” the RIAA has finally produced a killer chart detailing file sharing’s destruction of their industry. It’s an incredibly stupid chart (sales would grow indefinitely? Albums purchased per capita?) and as such, is mocked relentlessly (“Napster Kills the Kerosene Industry“) by an author whose self-promotion we are tiring of swiftly.

Chess therapy. It’s an actual thing. Here’s an actual case study.

Oh, yeah. Clifton’s back. For now. I’ll try to have him kick out something every couple of weeks or so, but I’ve made promises like this before. Caveat emptor and all that.

More Heavy Rotation here:
The Heavy Rotation Archives

Gatekeeper – Chains.mp3

Here’s another track wot sounds like early Front Line Assembly! You know, from back in the day before they decided, “Hey, that Ministry sound that everyone’s ripping off? Why don’t we rip that off?”

Nope. This isn’t any of that tired bullshit. This is Gatekeeper in full on attack mode, blowing past their electro-altar dedicated to the holy trinity of atmospheric soundtracking (John Carpenter, Giorgio Moroder and Goblin) and straight towards the analog ghost of industrial past, summoning such long-gone (or past their prime) antagonists as Skinny Puppy, Front 242 and the above-mentioned FLA. Dark and convulsive stuff.

Zola Jesus – Night.mp3

Sauntering out of the darkened corners of the underground, Zola Jesus projects doom and gloom like the reanimated corpse of Siouxie Sioux, pitting her distinctive voice against the minor chord undertow.

(Yes, I know Siouxie Sioux is not dead and has, in fact, released albums recently. Stop pointing that out. That means you too, Steve Severin.)

Robyn Hitchcock – Primitive.mp3

Very few songwriters can coin a phrase like Robyn Hitchcock can. Even fewer can weave these phrases into bittersweet songs of devotion. And I don’t think anyone else could get away with inserting the phrase “Google me” into a song like this without sounding jokey or cloying.

But he makes it work. And that’s why his cult-like following is, well, so cult-like. He’s a wickedly incisive absurdist who writes a love song like no one else can. Or probably even should.

Arab on Radar – Number 3.mp3

Sounding more like Public Image Ltd. than PIL did past 1985 or so, Arab on Radar whips up a post-punk racket, utilizing little more than some strafing guitar runs and a concussive breakbeat that sounds about a step or two removed from the Chemical Brothers’ Setting Sun. (Or going way back — the Beatles’ Tomorrow Never Knows.)

There’s angry-sounding raving all over the place, probably attacking the status quo or some such. I can see this doing permanent damage to listeners, especially live and would probably open up a portal to hell if ever remixed properly and aimed at the club crowd.

Soft Moon – Into the Depths.mp3

Soft Moon mine the desolate heart of space rock, channeling the “sinking ship” desperation that lies somewhere between denial and acceptance as the heroes/victims ride out their final moments in a glorified tin can as their space station’s orbit steadily decays.

-CLT