Sunday, April 4, 2010

Notchyo Cheeze


Depending on how much we get along, you get between one and two strikes when recommending a movie to me. I watch a lot of movies, so I am usually always interested in hearing about a good movie someone has recently seen. But, when you tell me to go see something, and it turns out shit, you've just been dropped off at the bottom of the Grand Canyon of credibility.

See the thing is, almost every night for the past year I will watch a movie before I go to bed. Now whatever movie it is that I am watching is this very important period will affect my sleep and overall world view the next morning. So, much like the 10 star scale, I've devised my own qualifications for a good/bad movie. Now, this scale changes completely when I actually go out to the movies; because, lets face it, if I'm spending ~$28+(can't forget about the nachos) to go see a movie with somebody, you're looking at lose/lose/homerun. The scale also changes when it's a recommendation from somebody that I'd like to give the benefit of the doubt -- usually first-time recommenders.


Great movie = Stayed up the entire film, and had to start another movie afterwards to get to sleep. Will wake up tomorrow thinking about it.
Good movie = Watched and enjoyed most of the movie, but fell asleep somewhere. Will watch the rest of it in the morning, or next bedtime.
Ok movie = Watched it inattentively while I was surfing the intertubes til I fell asleep. Won't bother watching it later to see what happens with that K9 cop.
Bad movie = Watched it til I turned the volume down to an incoherent rabble, rolled over, and went to bed.
Horrible movie = So bad, that rolling over to go to sleep won't help. I can't go to sleep while this piece of crap is still on. Have to stop it, and put something else on.

That could be you.

Now if you make a bad recommendation, and find yourself in the pit of despair, maybe sometime later you happen to bring up a movie we share favor towards. Well, when that happens, depending on the egregiousness of your last recommendation, I may offer you an air rescue out of the gorge of credibility whoredom, and grant you temporary clemency. If your later suggestion disappoints again, we can still be friends, but lets just not have you speak about movies ever again. K'thx.

Below are three movie recommendations by two friends of mine. But before you read that, just know that this new Repo Men movie with Jude Law, you can pass it. I'd suggest watching Repo Man and a dozen other films before that one. Just to insure you won't need to see it, he receives a blow to his head and is put on a life-support paradise contraption, but you find that out after you realize the last two hours were still a waste of your time. Its a juice-o-matic version of a dystopian world that fans of Vanilla Sky (the one w/ the Scientologist) would be familiar with and might even enjoy.


Recommendation: Shutter Island

"Shhh, don't bring this movie up in public."

Now, I did watch the whole thing as I consider Jimmy a pretty bright guy, and figured his discerning taste in most things, would likely apply to film as well. Eh, no. Not a horrible film, no. But bad enough that the next recommendation will have a sour welcome.


Recommendation: The Happening & Jarhead
Recommender: Induce

They look as bored as I was. Sorry guys, I could leave the theater, this shit is your life's work.

You notice I've listed two movies. If you've seen one or the other, you'll understand why I now no longer take any recommendations, or for that matter any criticism/commentary, on films from Induce anymore. Garbage. I even saw these in the theater. The Happening I had to walk out of. I don't think nailing my feet to the floor could have kept me 5 minutes longer. "Oooh, the trees are blowing in the wind . . . *wind noises*."
Jarhead I sat through, as Induce had fervently presented his case to me that this was a masterpiece of filmmaking and cinematography; "The Full Metal Jacket of our generation. It's dope, you gotta see it!"

Hmm, maybe I did miss the angle they were going for: 'Steamy Shirtless Santa With A Gun' fans.

--Conversation after seeing it:
C: "Dude, really? I was not into the movie."
I: "Nah yo, that shit was ill. It totally captured how war is. You probably just wanted some shoot 'me up Rambo shit. Aw man, you just don't get it."
C: "No, I think I get it. Something along the lines of war being long arduous times of boredom set against brief moments of sheer terror/action. Except this movie just makes it about the boredom, with two guys walking around bored as shit, and I'm sitting there having spent $12 watching em."
I: "But that's the point!"
C: "Yeah, well writing with a pencil with as dull a point as that, all I would get is a smear of crap and shit on my hands. Next!"


And for those that might be put off by the naysaying movie reviews, the last movie I strongly recommended was The Hurt Locker. Get on my level.

That said, please feel free to recommend some good movies. Last one I watched was Slammin Salmon; done by the Broken Lizard guys (the ones responsible for Supertroopers and Beerfest -- that should give you some indication of what to expect.) Not worth your $, but worth a d/l.
EDIT: Knock Slammin Salmon down your list and go see How to Train Your Dragon. I'll go ahead and give that an 8.5 out of 10. Of course you've got to see it in 3D. Realize that it is a 'family' movie, but its got jokes (breastplate) and feels like you've been on a roller coaster.


Chill Rob G - Let the Words Flow



Jadakiss ft Swizz Beatz - Who's Real (Contra Intro/Outro Edit)

Ritalin Nation

Saturday, April 3, 2010

2 words

TAME IMPALA

So i've been getting back into live music lately. i dunno just seems like it has more LIFE in it than the digital sounds of most "groups" out there.

iron butterfly X the swampy sounds of new orleans X bayou billy X swamp thing
half full glass of wine
AWESOME VIDEO
scheck it out

http://www.tameimpala.com/

I'm sure you can find some mp3s of theirs lying around somewhere, but you gotta dig and put in work son. I cant do it all for you A.D.D generation.

Thanks to contra for muscling me into posting again, been kind of busy not being busy (my blog, work etc).

Chunes

Grrrr.

1 of the 4 girls from out of town that I looked forward to linking up with during WMC that I failed do to so with is the homegirl Jess Jubilee. Last year's WMC was mostly memorable for the rampage that she, Darko and I (plus other unmentionables [<-for sake of careers and bright futures]) brought upon The Standard Hotel after-hours.

Anyways, thanks to Woody and his blog that he still consistently updates on the solo, I'm now hip to the fact that she posted up her current Top 10 tracks up on Beatport.

Of the tracks she listed, I'm 90% unfamiliar; I think I've heard 'maybe' one of them before, but that might've been a remix. But that's what friends/charts are for, no?!? Now Jess, use them internets and lets get some transfers going.

Dedicated to thee:

Dandy Warhols - We Used To Be Friends (Chris Holmes Edit)

Friday, April 2, 2010

Q: Haven't You Heard?

A: No, I haven't yet, but since I killed him in my dream last night, I only figure its right to post up his mix.

Get it here.

My Id Is On Some Shit


I just woke up from a really disturbing dream. As I'm into reading/hearing other peoples dreams, will share this one while it's still fresh.

Basically a friend of mine (Mike Deuce, for anyone who knows him) asked me to kill him, and gives me a single-barrel shotgun. Somehow he convinces me to do it. Thing is, we're at a BBQ at his parent's house with probably 50-70 other ppl there(friends/family).


Somehow it's all good among them that he wants to die, and no one cares that we're now walking over to the fence to go through with the plan. One guy sitting at a picnic table from the side even exclaims that he's "excited to be a part of it".


Once we're at the wooden fence, my friend aggressively reaffirms to me that he's ready, and I begrudgingly, yet calmly, shoot him in the back of his head. Over my shoulder I hear the same sideline guy yell "Church!" as he starts clapping while enjoying his cigar. Some people are looking, but not staring, and no one is too involved.


I then calmly walk to the other side of the BBQ party still holding the shotgun and have to tell his Mom what I just did. She starts to cry because she had no idea that he wanted to go -- not really mad at me, but more at him for not telling her. Then my dad is also there, and he scolds me for shooting my friend - not angry for why i did it, just that i did it.

Explanations? Anyone? Bueller?
This has got to have something to do w/ the shooting last night.


The Id is a crazy thing.


Black Meteoric Star - Dreamcatcher

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Little Haiti Is Too Real

Can you see my car?

Late last night shit popped off two doors down from me as I was trying to get productive in my studio. *sigh*...

Jumped to switch lights off, heard a car screech, and another volley. At first I thought it was a drive-by, but now news reports differently - which changes what i "didn't" see... nuff said.

A patrol car showed up super quick, probably less than 1-2 minutes after the shooting. Must've been right around the way and heard the 15-20 shots. By the time Fire Rescue showed up, the mortally wounded cat had succumbed.

Read the news report at the Miami Herald. [If the comment remains up there, 'Tourist' must live in the area, cuz the car seat is always parked there.]

You think this may affect the amount of guests I get next WMC?
What about getting my rent knocked down?



Scarface - I Seen A Man Die

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Deliverance


Classic.

Mr. Spellman sleuthed out the truth behind Miami's infamous Don Bailey and his amazing carpets.

The real question I'd like answered is: "How do I get my hands on one of those posters and/or billboards?"
Timeless Miami treasure right there, and I'd hate for em to be thrown out like a Pluto Nash movie poster, and I would find room for it.


Wait, no moustache preening shop?

Also, regarding the solution to the case [See blog link above], Burt Reynolds has his own museum/gallery in Jupiter, Florida, of which the business card I recently found when cleaning up my room. If it were worth posting a photo of, I would've done so; but woefully it is more American Psycho than moustache.

Shoulda, Coulda...

And the infamous BR Playgirl layout has also been recently implicated as the source material for Republican Senator Scott Brown spread came out during the recent Massachusetts race.


Being in Jupiter, Uncle Burt's museum isn't that far from Miami, and the city has other great sites, like a lighthouse and . . . well, that's about it. (C'mon, you know you're only really going to see the canoe from Deliverance and chance to catch Burt on his frequent pop-ins.)

That, ladies and gentlemen, is the way to force the only transition I could think of into the only track that might be as random as pulling a direct line between Don Bailey and Sen. Scott Brown. And you haven't been thinking about Bubba Sparxx nearly as much as he's been thinking about you.


Bubba Sparxxx - Deliverance (Rowshay Edit) - > really just a DJ tool; one run of the chorus with inst front/back.
I got this off a blog somewhere in the ethernet, but dunno where, apologies and thanks to whomever posted it first.

If you squint your ears enough, you can hear Cee-Lo on this track making a timeless classic (he actually sounds like he's on the chorus -- peep the background echo on the chorus, esp. "...bottle of Shine"... Maybe part hallucination vs not believing Bubba or Timbaland can harmonize that well even w/ tuning). The chorus is so on-point that I had to look into the writer/producer credits of the track. Of course you got the Timbaland credit-whore(harsh?), but if you look at some of the other cats involved in this song, you're looking at a writer for the band Slave and Odyssey and then you got Larry Gold, who has had his hand in all sorts of jams from Salsoul disco days to playing on Karen Young's "Hot Shot"(!?!) to Justin's "Cry Me A River" and even The Roots' Things Fall Apart, namely on my favorite track off that LP, "Act Too (Love of My Life)" [a) I knew all that shit bout LG, or, b) Discogs/Wiki/Google visits help erryone, or c) it doesn't matter cuz now I'mma try to store it].


Cuz I'll use any excuse to post it up, and I mentioned it above in ramblings:
Karen Young - Hot Shot (Rumor Edit) - riff to break to vocals to riff

Saturday, March 27, 2010

One More Day w/ Lloyd (WMC Edition)

Starting off with an extendo-mission to get my man's station up and running w/ a live broadcast from Bar/PS14, I'll let Lloyd tell the rest via his Twitter:
[You gotta kinda read this from the bottom up to get it chronologically.]











And a big fail stamp on the heads who not only didn't look out for us at Diddy's soiree, but put the block up. Ya'll were on that luke-warm pee-in-a-pool shit!


Saturday, March 20, 2010

A1A

EDIT: Woop Woop. Got our first DMCA notice for the blog today. There goes the neighborhood. So, just gon have to take down the tunes - but can't imagine that its Runaway. Anyways, good thing this blog isnt registered under my name.

Beach Front Avenue.

Couple of tunes for your cruise on the strip. (I don't actually recommend you rock top-down w/ these playing, you'll just be 'that' guy everyone rolls their eyes at as you pass by them. Maybe just headphone it on the flight down and use the ol' imagination).
I was going to upload a Kavinsky track, but you can find that elsewhere.

Ridney - At Night (Original) -Removed-
No idea the proper genre classification for this one, i'm goin with 'house/emo'. Kinda on some Falke shit.

Tensnake - Get It Right -Removed-
Got this from Huggs. Check his blog for more tunes you'll never play out.



One, Two, Three - Runaway
Bobby Orlando on the production.

Today also marks the 50th day I've been without the Twitter. Not necessarily by choice, more like my Blackberry Bold's trackball doesn't like scrolling down. It's this type of faux-prevention that rules my life.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Don't Coach

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Friday, January 29, 2010

C'mon Guy


VS.

I would have found better 'parallel universe' photos, but the production value on this blog has plummeted with this whole just waking up hungover thing.

Lloyd's official now w/ that $14 dot com mega-move!

The Unemployed Lloyd


MD - Phreaky MF

Wake n Steak

Finally found a good cheese steak spot in Miami. Now it's an addiction, seriously.

I have to pick up EggFoo in an hour from the airport with a whopping hangover. That said, it'll get me out of bed; which is a shame cuz its a rare day w a great breeze coming through the window. You don't really get much thru-home breezing in Miami - its usually too hot and ACs pumping. Best weather in recent memory. Feels like NY/DC in ~August.

Plus side of picking up friends at the airport? Having them believe they can choose the restaurant that they're going to be treating you to momentarily. Damn, I'm hungry. Wake n Steak!





Byrne & Eno - One Fine Day



The Chiffons - One Fine Day (I dunno, just because)