Mixtape 274 • Ciao Paris!
Fail to properly assess the infectious potential of La Femme at your own peril.
Fail to properly assess the infectious potential of La Femme at your own peril.
Every ten years or so, this late-Tuesday gig lands on Christmas Eve, and it’s about the right frequency to dust off and update the Organization’s Twisted Xmas playlist, two hours of familiar yet unexpected holiday-season music. The Final Hour, for all intents and purposes, remained its usual cheer-free self, you’ll be glad to hear.
Raw as a blister and smooth as obsidian, Okay Kaya is a spinner of tales and shifter of moods.
There’s a lot of great new music out there right now, and near the top of the heap is The Bug Club, whose most recent release is filled to the brim with joyful nuggets of everyday life. The school year has started and the coffers are overflowing with a lot of great new music.
A third installment of Version Control, our semi-regular exploration of tribute and imitation.
Enter Tommy Guerrero’s world of light breeze and perfect t-shirt weather.
All hail the mighty kraken — it’s about time some brave band took up the Squid name for themselves.
It’s been a while since something has made me sit down and listen like the North Americans’ steel-string ambient flow.
Every so often, I’ll gather up some of my favorite tracks from the last sixty minutes of my three-hour radio show and create an entire episode of The Final Hour, this one being the third such installment. This is the music that is played between 11pm and midnight, and it’s generally darker, more instrumental, sometimes even experimental, and this is an opportunity for the chronologically challenged to experience some of that closer to their regular waking hours.
The carefully curated collection of artists performing tracks made famous by other artists continues, in the third annual Version Control. Some of these could be so obscure as to ask “is it a cover if I never heard the original” but we can leave the answering of that to the armchair philosophers. I’ll go on the record saying a good song is a good song no matter who performs it. Also, to the listener and fellow cassette afficionado that complained about Maxell and Memorex being mentioned in the same breath: my point is that neither one of them is TDK.