It slipped off of my mind to say thanks for some fair quality basswork the day before the last holiday: Reid Speed, Tech Itch, and Trace: a party courtesy of Hyperperformance audio...with upwards of fifty that made their way out for the good time...venue was the right mix of classy and funky: Forbes, a china town karaoke bar with a pretty LED wall, cheap drinks, and a come as you are vibe...nice that things can still sort of line up even when all that's left of the world is a torn scrap from a laundry list and three dead flies...
Speaking of dead, I was run over by a bus yesterday. My false teeth apprentice told me that the dead enjoy better vacations than the living, even though the work is the same. Shorty after thinking this over, I caught Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears at Wasted Space. I imagined that it was going to be a Desco kind of thing, but there was a little more spontaneity and irreverence going on. Grooving and well good. Fucking champion actually, in venues that ain't so stiff, I'll bet they turn the place out.
I started this blog to talk about leopards. The recording has its own interests, its own agenda. its own will to survive. What has to happen when real life and recordings are the same? On Tuesday I changed my name to "What Do You Look Forward To?" and rode on a trampoline through a nightmare and a sports book......
.By way of a sound file, today I'm posting a little five song mix of late sixties- early seventies heavy grooving instrumentals- all unearthed or repressed for some recent compilations...Three of these records came to me courtesy of Rex Dart, Pirate Detective, Bargain DJ extraordinaire and a prince among men. If you are in the Double Down on Monday, buy the guy a shot of Jameson. It's like a karma that can save the planet!
MIX #8:
the diplomats ubiquity
porno groove secret stash
rare mod acid jazz
g.i. funk payback
twistin rumble twistin rumble
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