this blog is a visual notebook of inspirations for a group of bandit bloggers. we post things we see and like. our lives don’t revolve around singular topics and neither does our blog. sorry! nothing is in-or-out of context here. enjoy xx
coolest of cool, jarvis cocker for the 20th issue of of another man, what a great shot!
jarvis cocker chilly gonzales room 29
can’t wait to get this album in the mail… vinyl $23 CD is $14 you say you stream, and i say you suck. musicians get penny’s to the dollar on streaming not to mention your listening to crap quality unless you have title, and if you have that you are paying the boss (that would be shawn carter a.k.a. jay z) not the actual musicians…. maybe it’s me, but i hate paying monthly fees for things that could be otherwise mine. you say you get a million songs? i say who wants a million songs? if i can find 3 albums a year that i actually like that would be just f#@in amazing. full review to come but get it anyway. by dd+pp
most of us played with marbles at least one afternoon growing up. maybe it’s just me but i never once thought of ways to create music or be more creative with my marbles than simply hitting other marbles. which makes you think, creative is a funny word… well, maybe not funny, but definitely something that has a different meaning to all of us. scavenging through the internet, you lose faith in innovative creativity more often than the contrary. however, last night this man blessed my mind with 4 minutes and some change of pure creative bliss.
“the good thing about sweden in winter is that the sun sets early – which gives you plenty of time to lock yourself in the garage and do whatever” – martin molin, marble machine creator
many questions inevitably pops in to mind watching this lone man’s musical journey driven by creativity and two thousand marbles… oh, and sun deprivation of course. by fk
after posting the previous “kenya” west post, one of our beloved collaborators and kanye believer, HK, sent me this clip above, and wrote a few words. so in our ongoing attempt to emulate “the pinnacle of pop culture journalism” (that would be fox news: fair and balanced of course!!) i’m posting this pro kanye vid and our correspondence below which you may find funny.
HK: “watch this. you can’t say this guy is not dope?”
DD: “dude i fail to find any substance here… for me at least… i have no doubt kanye wants to innovate and be a true artist in his own right, but sadly hes incapable of that… because hes naive and uninformed, he’s a simplistic child who’s concerns have not gone past chicks, sex, dick, rebellion and self fame, all of which he explores on the very surface… even after his fame and wealth he still remains a desperate and insecure child wanting to be accepted and praised. not only by the millions of fools he already has, but also by the cultural elite… i would give him an A for effort; vanessa beecroft i like, alejandro jodorowsky i like (even though i never took him seriously, with his fashionable multi culti film that became hot again 10 years ago, but sure nice aesthetic – but not a real players to me), david attenborough i like, he even had some sugimoto thrown in there at some point… all references i could appreciate, but it all comes down to “intent”. they are all accumulated and used on the surface (maybe kanye liked the colors? maybe he liked the naked hot babes? maybe he thought sharks are wicked and manly? maybe he heard this is “hot shit right now”?) he uses culture like a tag, a gucci encrusted shirt you wear to show off, never knowing why… all this is painfully transparent, and it quickly evaporates. as for the people involved, i’m sure they all need and appreciate kanyes fortunes. in a way i almost feel sad for him on some level… but then again i shouldn’t! because ignorance is indeed bliss and i’m sure kanye’s happy and on cloud nine at this very moment… he has his millions of fans, i think it’s ok for me not to be one of them. i mean lets be serious, this man looked around, and of all the passionate people involved in literature, arts, science, music, which he supposedly loves, he chose kim kardashian as his soulmate… as the one person to share his life and his “so advanced” thoughts? let’s not drink the coolaid (i just saw the docu on jim jones by the way)?
HK: ha ha, can’t defend the kim move other then shaped by his up bringing. only bad thing you are not seeing is how he is breaking crazy new ground for the hiphop genre, but also setting a new standard for pop music performance in general. i think probably also you are hating on him bringing all of this into the mainstream realm, you want to have your little elitist heros “only you” know about, and he made it big time so he can pick and choose and brings it to the forefront of pop culture. compare him to any rapper or other pop cultural figure, and take into account his upbringing as a low income kid from south side of chicago, murder capital of the world, where 99% of the people you see are dead, in jail or just mad fucked up and see what he chooses to do, and then you will have to respect him!
DD: love you HK you are such a sweety pie. you know pop culture bores me to death when it doesn’t drive me insane, but sure, u know i sympathize with my brothers, i’ll give kanye credit for not being dead, in jail, or mad fucked up. see i’m reasonable and quite flexible. xx by dd+hk
timmy thomas 1973 single “why can’t we live together”.
not only a great track, one that sade also covered beautifully, it’s perhaps even more relevant today than ever. and the video is pretty awesome too, could have been done yesterday – lo-fi brooklyn style. also listen carefully and you’ll hear drake’s hotline bling source sample… maybe donald trump can hijack this song too for his next town hall debate? funky days at TS. by dd
just 10 years old – and ripping it!! angelina jordan.
our dear friend, per heimly, in oslo-norway just shot this beautiful little video of 10 year old angelina jordan doing a cover of screamin’ jay hawkins’ “i put a spell on you”. now that would be a tough one to take on if you are a 200 pound black brother, but for a skinny little white girl to attempt screaming jay? now that’s damn courageous girl. well done, we love it! by hk
love this video, and the dance. i wanna’ learn to dance like this :))) i just don’t get the black dude on the corner and why he thinks honolulu is in japan? by ars
justin timberlake? kanye west? johnny cash? they just don’t belong on the same line?
i have to say i had not seen this johnny cash video of the song “gods gonna cut you down” also known as “run on” if you happen to be a moby fan… amazing song, interesting video… it is a cool homage to johnny and nice to see all these current losers tryin to connect themselves to the man. a bunch of em made some sense like iggy pop, kris kristofferson, denis hopper, woody harrelson, mick jones, even bono maybe, keith richards, johnny depp, q-tip, patti smith, and ok fine even jay z. but what the hell are these other guys doin in there? lame-o’s like kanye west, justin timberlake, chris martin, adam levine (maroon 5), amy lee of evanescence, emily robison, sharon stone, and brian wilson? …that said we can always forgive those using kate moss for decoration. by dd
i’m no patient boy…. without endorsing either hillary clinton or bernie sanders, the legendary post-hardcore band fugazi have announced they are taking a stand against the “utter horror show” of the republican primaries in the wake of donald trump’s success, revealing that they have recorded a politically charged five-track EP called 5 songs, due out on dischord later this month. by ars
musician and composer of early electronic music delia derbyshire – dr. who british tv series
dusseldorf based “pole” the electronic music group, must have been very much influenced by delia derbyshire
coventry cool girl and post feminist delia derbyshire: in 1959, on approaching decca records, delia was told that the company did not employ women in their recording studios, so she went to work for the UN in geneva before returning to london to work for music publishers boosey & hawkes. in 1960 delia joined the BBC as a trainee studio manager. she excelled in this field, but when it became apparent that the fledgling radiophonic workshop was under the same operational umbrella, she asked for an attachment there – an unheard of request, but one which was, nonetheless, granted. delia remained ‘temporarily attached’ for years, regularly deputising for the head, and influencing many of her trainee colleagues and later musicians across the world in the field of electronic music. she is a definitive find for a young chap like me… by dd
if he was strange, that’s because he was… not because his producers dressed him up. he had a voice, it was not beautifully musical, but like nina simone and chet baker before him, it was his own. that’s what made him beautiful. his lyrics were not about paparazzi’s or poker. it was about space and death… o.k. he did a few songs about cats and dogs, but hey, we all make mistakes sometimes. and the dog one wasn’t that bad. well… we will miss our boooy for sure. thank you for great times and most importantly for showing us all how to age and get old gracefully. you can’t dress up in ziggy stardust gear at 55 and jump around like a teenage rockstar like its the old days… you put a suite on and chilled out and took it like a real man. mick jagger could learn a few things there. if i was ever disappointed of bowie, it was after he got his teeth job and pulled a few facial skins, but im sure he had plenty of PR agents to blame for that. will miss you man. left a flower for you in front of your new york apt. and iman darling, may peace be upon you girl, he’s up there somewhere… in the stars now… probably next to monsieur jacques (romain georges) brel singing “my death”:
my death waits like an old roue’ so confident, i’ll go his way
whistle to him and the passing time
my death waits like a bible truth at the funeral of my youth
are we proud for that and the passing time?
my death waits like a witch at night as surely as our love is right
let’s not think about the passing time
but whatever lies behind the door there is nothing much to do
angel or devil, I don’t care for in front of that door there is you
my death waits like a beggar blind who sees the world through an unlit mind
throw him a dime for the passing time
my death waits there between your thighs your cool fingers will close my eyes
let’s think of that and the passing time
my death waits to allow my friends a few good times before it ends
so let’s think of that and the passing time
for whatever lies behind the door there is nothing much to do
angel or devil, i don’t care for in front of that door there is you
my death waits there among the leaves in magician’s mysterious sleeves
rabbits and dogs and the passing time
my death waits there among the flowers where the blackest shadows, blackest shadows cowers
let’s pick lilacs for the passing time
my death waits there in a double bed sails of oblivion and my head
so pull up your sheets against the passing time
but whatever lies behind the door there is nothing much to do
angel or devil, i don’t care for in front of that door there is, thank you… by dd
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