Monday, September 16, 2013

Bastro -- Rode Hard and Put Up Wet EP



As promised, here is Bastro's EP,  Rode Hard and Put Up Wet, released in 1988 on Homestead. Highly recommended for Big Black fan's, this EP is a faster, colder, and less-polished* version of Bastro before John McEntire was added as a drummer.


All those descriptors are very much positive.

Bastro -- Diablo Guapo



Back to school, back to dat killer library upload speed.

Bastro has Michael Gira vocals, Drive Like Jehu intensity (they went balls to the wall with a killer drummer), and some really strange piano and spoken words parts mashed in. They don't often play in any consistent register, but the moments they do, you could easily mistake them for your favorite Dischord band (Fugazi, duh). The guitarist David Grubbs also played in Bitch Magnet, so if you're into that late-80's Oberlin College noise-rock scene, this is for you. This also happens to be a must-have for Homestead worshippers like myself who have listened to Atomizer so many times that we've lost our minds and are unsatisfied by Naked Raygun. However, I will be uploading Rode Hard and Put Up Wet, their earlier EP, which was recorded before they got a real drummer so rest easy Albini fangirls/boys I got u.


Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Cultural Appropriation in Music: It's Still Not Cool


Image via Rookie

Haven't posted anything in a while, but here's a quick response I jotted off quickly after getting off the plane from Chicago. I legit cannot believe we still need to have conversations about cultural appropriation. It's so fucking obvious. 


A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of attending a fantastic discussion at FMLY Fest Boston about creating safe venues for shows. Part of the discussion involved an intense inquiry into cultural appropriation in music, what it means to appropriate, and how the DIY world can be more inclusive and mindful of privilege and diversity. Few would deny that the underground music scene in cities like Boston and New York is primarily white, with much of the population coming from semi-privileged backgrounds. I am personally extremely optimistic about this changing. It's great to see DIY initiatives working to be more inclusive. For example, the Smash It Dead fest in Boston this May made a concerted effort to showcase bands with greater racial, sexual, and cultural diversity. And as always, the ever-popular Ladyfest does a fantastic job of promoting greater visibility for trans and genderqueer musicians in the DIY scene.

With this in the back of my mind, attending Saturday's Pitchfork Fest in Chicago this past weekend was an interesting look into "underground" music on a mass-scale. Some of the highlights for me included watching Solange kill it onstage with her impeccably dressed band, Kim Deal's husky voiced mid-set banter, and losing not one, but both of my shoes in the pit during Metz's set.

One thing however, I was extremely put-off by. Though in the grand scheme of things, it's small and perhaps insignificant, but to me, deserves at least a passing mention. It was Carson Cox's bindi. The teardrop-shaped symbol was impossible not to notice during Merchandise's set, and after consulting Twitter, it seemed that I was not the only person who reacted with a hearty sigh of exhaustion and distaste. I acknowledge that there are probably a lot of other things that weekend that are worthy subjects for analysis: R. Kelly's misogynistic lyrics (I say this while also admitting that I happen to adore R. Kelly) and the cringe-inducing gun violence joke made during Belle & Sebastian's set. Perhaps a joke about shooting wouldn't have been so ignorant if made at another time, in another city, but in Chicago, where just last year there were 2,364 recorded shooting, the overall number increasing 12% from the year before--that joke hits a tender spot.

You can say what you'd like about artistic freedom and self-expression. I have always been supportive of artists pushing the envelope--hence my undying love for Steve Albini, who has historically been outspoken about his separation of performance from his personal life. However, blatantly taking a religious symbol that is universally considered sacred in the Hindu faith and appropriating it for fashion purposes is insensitive and demands conversation. Perhaps if Cox explained his reasoning for the bindi, if it stemmed from a deep respect and inquiry into the Hindu faith and culture, and the history of that particular symbol, it might be slightly more excusable. But I wouldn't hold my breath for a response from a guy like Carson Cox.

Again, I'd like to say that I had a blast at Pitchfork fest. The lineup was packed with fantastic female-fronted bands (which is always a win in my book), and overall I found the crowd to be respectful, and the energy was totally positive. However, we need to look at the statements we're making when we put a certain performed onstage, and try to make sure that issues like cultural appropriation don't go undiscussed. Mindfulness is everything. If we don't call bands out, no matter how "cool" they are, things aren't ever going to get better. Sorry Carson, your leopard print shirt was totally rad, but your bindi was not.

- Originally posted on Tumblr 

Monday, May 6, 2013

Violetshaped - S/T



Wherein Emma listens to something that is actually from 2013, and enjoys it. Fantastic industrial/dark techno release. Consistent stomping bass beats, crunchy feedback, dense and heavy panning. For fans of Regis, Ancient Methods, Vatican Shadow, and the whole Blackest Ever catalog. Oh and obviously it came out on Hospital: as I slowly watch LA replace NYC as the new industrial capital, and weep/consider moving to London. Fuck this record is good.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

O - O'rgasm



When I heard this, my jaw dropped and my faith was restored in the world. Classic 90s breakbeat techno with minimal synth influences, and a dash of Jamaican dancehall shout-outs. Smutty, slutty, and catchy as hell.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Pharmakon - 2009 S/T


Per request.

This woman rules, even though the album art for this release is reprehensible. (Could it be a critique of traditional death industrial album covers? Nouveau/retro Sick Puppy? Maybe Margaret Chardiet is smarter than all of us. Probably.) 


  
Last week was utterly shit-tastic (s/o to fellow Boston inhabitants: land of meathead hardcore and people who walk slowly...jk, we're great guys). Here's a twee mix with a dash of power-pop or vice versa. 

1. When You Sleep: Shonen Knife
2. Velasquez and I: Would-Be-Goods
3. Whatever I Do It's Right: The Clean
4. Your Side: Fear Of Men
5. Won't Go Wrong: Let's Active
6. Drown: Black Tambourine
7. Surf's Up: Deardarkhead
8. A Prophecy: Close Lobsters
9. Black and White: The DB's
10. Super Crush: Tiger Trap
11. Pity: Royal Headache
12. Corduroy: The Wedding Present
13. Starshy: Heavenly

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Longmont Potion Castle: Digital Goobers Revisited



A while back I posted a nearly complete discography of the inimitable Longmont Potion Castle, but many of the links were removed. In the mean time, Dirk Funk (also known as Dusty Staccato or Spicy Legato, among others) has been kickin' his boots around, and in late 2012 released a ninth volume of total inanity. 
















Wednesday, April 17, 2013

All posts from 2013 are now re-upped



If you would like something I posted earlier, leave a comment and I'll get to work on it.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Watching The Dance - Aerial FX



A few other blogs have already posted this, and some of their links are still working, but I figured I'd post it here too because it's fucking fantastic and everyone should have it.