Force Tracks for the summer

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Apr 292009
 

I dagarna ligger det väldigt nära till hands att lyssna igenom Force Tracks-katalogen. Techno, som vanligtvis hör natten till, har i den tappning som SCSI-9, Swayzak, MRI, Luomo och Dub Taylor serverar mer att göra med solsken och den urbana semesterns intensiva ljusupplevelser än industriområden och mörka, fuktiga nattklubbar (även fall det ena inte utesluter det andra).

Det här är den perfekta musiken en solig dag när du sitter på vagnen eller går nerför gatan, eller bara sitter rakt upp och ner i parken eller på en uteservering med en kall och kollar på folk; samtidigt oemotståndligt studsig och atmosfäriskt drömsk dansmusik.

Luomo – Body Speaking

MRI – Data Boogie

Scsi-9 – deep&fax

En låt som heter nåt med fax (också HST:s weapon of choice) får två tummar upp. Brytburken har alltid haft ett gott öga till arkaiska kommunikationsmedel – som ex. text-tv-tangentbordet och rörpostsystemet.

Cold Rob: A-Z mix series

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Apr 282009
 

Calfornian techno maverick Cold Rob, now living somewhere among the lush hills of São Paulo State, Brazil, sends us this:

I’M STARTING A NEW MIX SERIES A-Z.

HERE’S “A”. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

PEACE

zSHARE – Cold Rob A.mp3

Starting out tech-house, the set goes into some harder stuff. Dope shit all the way through. Now where’s “B”?

Playboy Tre – Liquor Store Mascot

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Apr 262009
 


Listening to this, it’s no longer relevant to talk about “southern rap”, as if it was a separate entity. This tape, like much other rap from the Southern states, transcends stereotypes and expectations. In a way it reminds me of Jay-Z, both the beats and the raps, except that I’d much rather listen to Playboy Tre. Ultramagnetic to the microphone, he got truckloads of charisma.

Other rap these days:

Max Minelli – Backpack Dreams & Hip Hop Wishes. Another southern over-achiever lays down technical raps over carefully selected slices of classic NY-boom bap. That’s a recipe for success.

And these days, when the weather is warm you have to listen to some svenska klassiker:

Ken – Underjorden

Ken – Situation STHLM

Jorge Ben is a genius

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Apr 262009
 

Jorge Ben – A Banda Do Ze Pretinho

Play this on the high volume. It’s time to clean up your head for the new week.

Jorge Ben, one of the great geniuses of Brazilian music.

Saw this guy live in the center of São Paulo together with another 100,000 people. He pumped out his hot buttered samba for some three hours, calling up girls from the crowd to dance around on stage during a climatic medley that ended with a stunning tribute to his protector… São Jorge. The sixty-six year old musician made it well worth missing Afrika Bambaataa, who played at the same time, but on the other side of the city center.

Racionais MC’s – Jorge Da Capadócia

Pstq-bootlegs

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Mar 292009
 

Om man inte har nytt material, så kan man åtminstone gå tillbaks och dammsuga fildelarnätverken efter obskyra spår. Här finns tidiga, knasiga experiment, halvsläppta låtar och lösa samarbeten. Man blir påmind att behållningen med Sedlighetsroteln inte var Looptroops och Timbuktus skitduktiga skitnödighet, men exempelvis PstQ på Hallå:

“Jag låter det vara osagt vem som har lama texter,
har pyjamasfester, och vems brud som har adamsäpple.
Ni apar efter oss, men åt helvete med era stilbyten,
jag får lämna varje inspelning med tre jävla bilbyten.”

Även om det är ojämnt, bevisas det flera gånger att PstQ kan mer än att skriva krångligt, roligt, otrevligt.

Obnoxiuz – Medan Jag Sov feat. Pst/q:

“Jag kan inte skilja mellan verklighet och mardröm
Det som om världen trampar vatten i en malström
Jag kanske vrider mig i sängen, svettas kvicksilver
Eller sitter blickstilla i TV-flimrets krigsbilder
Tillhör det drömmen, febern, mina jämna plågor?
Filmen i mitt huvud är på temat hämnd och hem i lågor
Dårar till män som patrullerar sitt stängsel
Vid minsta misstanke statueras exempel
Och väljer dom att fängsla nån, finns det alltid svenskar som
Saknar ryggrad och låter Pentagon hämta dom
Eller har jag drömt det också? Vänta nu
Är det terrorister eller frihetskämpar vi bekämpar nu?
Jag har en dröm jag kallar flygkaparn och skyskrapan
Monstren under sängen, fanatikern och sydstatarn
Och fy satan vad den skakar mig i själens djup
Jag trodde jag var vaken så när fan tar den jäveln slut?“

More arguments against Electroclash, etc.

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Mar 262009
 

Kraut-rockers Neu engraved a short burst of electroclash on their 1973 album Neu 2, arriving at the same formula more than 20 years before Le Tigre, Chicks On Speed and all them suckers. Sure, the old german experimentalists and the new feminist art-school poseurs most likely don’t employ the exact same ingredients cooking up a track, but listen to the song below and tell me that it doesn’t sound a lot like some nineties preset drum-machine patterns with generic attitude-screeches. The 70s wins again.

Neu – Super 78

France never was any good at popular culture (except rap music, and Daft Punk), something the documentary Generation Electro clearly shows. So the kids there have made their own version of breakdance (actually the same thing with the robots and the headspins replaced by metrosexual dance moves from old Backstreet Boys-videos) called Tecktonik or some bullshit. Or they just refer to it as Electro.

But what do the french know about electro anyway? Isn’t Miss Kittin french? Can’t she tell them off? On the other hand, she might be too busy desecrating Elvis-classics and talking shit about Frank Sinatra to inform an up and coming generation what is right and wrong.

Who knows about electronic funk? The dutch, the frogs’ neighbours in the north, that’s who. To balance out the hate, here’s a smooth one from Holland’s finest.

Dexter – Valve (Live)

the Greatest Rapper Of All Time

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Mar 172009
 

Just so you don’t forget.

“Im contemplatin
My soul is in a custody fight with god or satan
Either rap or crack I go hard for paper
Niggas aint even as smart as Deja
And think they rockin me to sleep or poppin me with heat
I don’t even take you serious I think you envious
I feel it I was born to deal bricks
And come through the hood in I’ll whips
The Realness
Who you think you deal with I don’t fear shit nigga
Fuck around and get hit up
Your blood stained the pavement like paint from a portrait I painted
Your moms seen the coffin and fainted
You’re swimming with the sharks and the water is tainted
If you feel it in your heart bring it
My infrared beam is on your head
My desert eagle severs people when I squeeze it“

Hiphop is not dead…

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Feb 232009
 

… it’s just that mainstream or big underground New York acts aren’t dominating the scene like they did in the eighties and nineties. And full lenghts from Raekwon, Saigon and Cormega doesn’t seem to be happening right at this moment.

Right at this moment, you need to check for rap music that makes you listen on repeat in other places.

BLVD ST is a good place to start, ’cause it’s all about southern hiphop, new and classic. If you, like me, until quite recently only knew about the biggest Southern names like Geto Boys, Outkast, Goodie Mod, it’s a mine of gold. If you don’t know about rappers like 6 Two, or K-Rino, or Attitude, or Marcus – get familiar.

Two songs that are on repeat these days:

Playboy Tre – Bleachers.
Attitude & Jackie Chain – Money.

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This talk with Pimp C here… one of the best interviews I have ever read.

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If you can take the language barrier: Brazilian rap.

Go find something with Rappin Hood, Sabotagem, MV Bill, or the mighty Racionais MC’s.

More has to be written about this at a later date.

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