barry could melt chocolate just with his voice.
hip-hop is dead, long live hip-hop.
see also: Chanson D'Un Jour D'Hiver and Huit Octobre 1971. lots of mad hats and fender rhodes left, right and center. also, original pressing is quite sought after (~USD$400).
uh uhhh, no nooooo.
oldie but a goodie.
pay off from the buildup at 3:10 is simply chilling.
some soft rock/jazz from ’78; always in the mood for some rhodes.
this weed iz mine.
look ok i couldn't not post this. i'm [not] sorry. the man's composition-from-looping skills are just.. wow.
maybe i'll post mic check another time. more tracks need X-Y microphone recordings in them.
this song means a lot to me, for a number of reasons. it's beautifully composed and peformed, but each little moment is so pretty in its own right. i keep finding this track being used in songs i hadn't even noticed. i think it's even influenced the way i think about writing songs (even if i don't do anything with them).
normally what reich does so well -- using tape loops of each voice to give off interference, both constructive and destructive -- always make an interesting listen, but here the melody and subtle movements of the guitar make there so much more to listen to.
i loaded up some new music on my phone one monday evening, and went for a walk to get over you. this album played on the walk to foreshore and back.
the end bit on one of the tracks reminded me of a dimlite song, so imagine my surprise when i find out one half of this band is dimlite. i also really like the album art for some reason.
definite weekend sounds all the way from soweto. ~only~ $200 off discogs -- this one badly needs a repress.
this one was a hard choice, trying to pick only one song -- the first three off this album are fucking incredible. maybe i went with the downtempo, melty track because i'm up late writing these overdue entries.
saw connan live at radiohead back in 2012. needless to say, i ceased talking to the girls in front of me after they were saying how much he sucked. his new album is equally weird, but more funky. also worth a listen.
the arrangement, the strings, the bass, and Tony fucking Allen on drums. messy, just the way i like them. would also go the mr dan remix. weird album cover, though.
definitely best track off this release. sounds a bit like lone if he took a xanax. wasn't that impressed with the rest of it, though.
let it play through until the end.
honey, let me tell you somethin'. the picnic kids play this a lot. guess why.
it's a fucking stomper; although definitely destined for a mix rather than by itself.
found this and a few others on an old french/chicago house music blog a long time ago, back when i was a daft fan. i'd love to know what the sample on this is -- if anyone has an idea, please email me.
fucking weather, making me constantly reconsider my choice for today. anyway; there's some really beautiful chord progressions in this. originally composed by Herbie. See also: Kero One - In All the Wrong Places if you want a sweet flip.
heard this one on a random mixtape. it was the recovery morning after a night of abusing the free bar at secret garden back in 2012, along with a group of amazing strangers, including poor ol "pink eye". they even cooked me breakfast.
original is Manchild - We Need We, if you're curious. it's a simple edit, but man does the double speed and big kick make a difference.
this song always brings back memories of sitting in an empty train, travelling through the japanese countryside; rattling over the train tracks along to the drums, keyboard floating around the carriage with its whistful melancholy.