Mixtape 319 • The Beat
A collection of songs referencing their own internal rhythmic structure, or perhaps providing commentary about tempo and meter in general.
A collection of songs referencing their own internal rhythmic structure, or perhaps providing commentary about tempo and meter in general.
Peach season is hot and heavy here in the Grand Valley, but I have yet to reach peach oversaturation. Give them to me in anything and everything, sure, I’ll try it. A special selection tonight in the form of The Beat, a one-hour set of music self-referentially dedicated to its own rhythmic components, after which things took their usual turn for the weird.
The voice of your conscience is a very close match to the one you hear coming from Grandaddy.
I meant to write the notes for this show sooner than a month after the fact, but travel plans got in the way and here I am struggling for an intro. I can tell you that hearing Sparklehorse take on Robyn Hitchcock and the Egyptians’ “Listening to the Higsons” for the first time, mere weeks ago, felt like someone became obsessed with the same cassette as I did thirty years ago, but actually got around to letting the hen out.