STEVE REICH "DIFFERENT TRAINS, ELECTRIC COUNTERPOINTS"

amazing.
kronos quartet plays on the trains.
pat metheny on electric counterpoint.
that shit makes me... i don't even know.
beautiful.





TRAINS

RIKK AGNEW "ALL BY MYSELF"

holy shit....!
if you don't know about this cat then you need to listen to more punk.
ADOLESCENTS, CHRISTIAN DEATH, D.I. were all better when he was in them.
so imagine what this guy sounds like when he takes over all instrument duties and vocals.
imagine no more.

check it out for yourself.
my hero...



...RIKK

THE RADIO DEPT. "PET GRIEF"

a favorite album of mine.
imagine if the pet shop boys started in the 2000's rather than the 80's.
and a much deeper but very soothing voice.
this works when you have a sexy mamacita over the pad.
dim the lights to this bitch right here.



WORST TASTE IN MUSIC

NO SCHOOL FOR ME

NOTE: this happened on sept. 11 this year


on occasion i'll find myself in the midst of genius.
no shit!
today, for example, on a break from work i found myself at a coffee bean in lake elsinore.
drinking a blended mocha outside on the patio sitting next to my dad as he drank his caramel.
when some strange guy with long hair, dark glasses and a tattoo of paint palette on his elbow asked if he could sit next to me.
he was already in the patio sitting on a bench at the other end so i was like, "okay". (weirdo)
so he begins to talk and i start to smell the alcohol on his... everything.
"where do you go?" he says.
"what?"
he continues, "where do you go to school?"
"i don't."
"is it because of your money situation?"
"yes."
then he asks my dad., "how about you?... oh shit...you're old as fuck."
i look at him with a frown but secretly bustin' up inside.
he continues, "so... how old are you?"
"29"
"yeah, me too. i'm 26."
so now, i'm like what the hell is up with this fuckin' guy.
at this time my dad is like, "ok. vamonos"
that's when he proceeds to show me that there is a god out there.
somewhere.
"hey, listen, man. don't let them tell you when recess is."

we get in the truck and head back to work.
i just start to bust up laughing and my dad looks at me like, "wtf?"
"are you sure he didn't give any of what he was having?"
i said no while still laughing.
"...oh shit... you're old as fuck."

WARZONE "DON'T FORGET THE STRUGGLE DON'T FORGET THE STREETS/ OPEN YOUR EYES"

"you what's up with that? let's start jammin'!"
"forget it, ray ain't even in the fuckin' studio."
"where the hell is he?"
"he went to get the warzone women."
"WORD!!!!"
"yo, forget about that because this jam is gonna bust the house down."

1,2,3...!

it doesn't get much better than this when it comes to old school hc.

IT'S YOUR CHOICE

GNAW THEIR TONGUES "Die Mutter Wahlt Die Todtenkleidchen"

i got this cd on my b-day this year after playing a show in silverlake.
(the owner of the house, szandor, put this out.)
anyway... this is one of the best album i've heard so far this year.
netherlands is where this music comes from and it comes from one person, of course.
a brutal mix of black, doom metal and even that shoegaze stuff.
i swear "eaten by the messenger of the light" has parts that could have been on "loveless".

enjoy

HEAVY