exhibit c.

i kind of thought twice after my friend came up and asked, "do you want to host a band for sonorama?".. hmm not so sure i´d like to spend my birthday weekend "working". i thought about it for 5 min. and concluded that i should get out of my comfort zone... my friend asked which band i wanted to show mexico to (even though brief), i responded "prefuse 73"...
an ex introduced me to their music a couple of years back and i´d fallen for it, in some way it had opened my musical universe and parallel to that, soundtracked an important time during college.
i´m weak when it comes to nostalgia.

from meeting them, to getting a feel of each of their particular personalities, to the mezcal, félix, sonorama, to casa roma (newly named casa 73), cypress hill, pulque, to bday crew via insurgentes, repeat on jay electronica, coyoacan, some insane live music band, to more mezcal, to things just fitting.
and basically, really cool, extremely talented people doing what they love for a living, and doing it OH SO WELL.
"super no joke".

for you

a beautiful mine

i had no idea this was rj´s, as he began his set on saturday at sonorama it was pretty obvious, obviously.
a couple of us went for goodbye dinner on sunday night, he sat in front of me and i asked if he was into the show, we both agreed the dynamic had totally changed during season 4... that we had to wait and see if don´s shift from being oblivious was going to add an interesting punch. 5 will tell.

a part from that, conversation ranged from how to make homemade espresso, homemade synths, boardwalk empire, and how not to spend more than 5 hours in a car while you´re on tour.



rjd2

SONORAMA

this is going to be INSANE.

ok, hoy me comentaron como van a estar los escenarios:

ROJO

KORN headlineando para todos aquellos fans, tocará un set completo como de hora y media, dos aprox.
CYPRESS HILL
EL TRI
RESORTE
CARTEL DE SANTA
VICTIMAS DEL DOCTOR CEREBRO
A PLACE TO BURY STRANGERS
HONG KONG BLOOD OPERA

ANÁLOGO

CHRIS CUNNINGHAM
NORTEC COLLECTIVE / CLOROFILA + BAC
PREFUSE 73
RJD2
ADDICTIVE TV
LOS AMIGOS INVISIBLES
THE OCTOPUS PROJECT
SILVERIO

RED BULL

YOKOZUNA
DESCARTES A KANT
VICENTE GAYO
LAWSON

NUEVOS TALENTOS

ANSIA
RUIDO ROSA
3 DUDES AND A MULLET
VESSPA
LOS DRAMA QUEERS


BOLETOS AQUÍ.

MÁS INFO. SONORAMA.

pretend the devil isn´t real

i can´t believe how good he is.
memory tapes tops my 2009, 2010 favorite list by far.



If we're talking in generalizations, two other artists that you might lump in with Neon Indian, Washed Out, and Toro Y Moi are Memory Tapes (a.k.a. Dayve Hawk) and Pictureplane (a.k.a. Travis Edegy), though these two probably stand furthest from the stylistic center of the batch. Hawk is the former frontman of indie-rock group Hail Social, but his solo material—which occasionally appears under the names Memory Cassette and Weird Tapes—is decidedly more enigmatic and introverted. His cut-and-paste style, which pulls from funk and dance-pop, is usually set over ambient haze and sounds best as internal, headphone music. On last year's Seek Magic, ambient soundscapes split time with New Orderisms, but the album mostly feels unattached to a particular genre.

an interesting article via xlr8r that breaks down the whole witchhouse, lo-fi, glo-fi subgenre and how different bands from all over emerged last year and coincidently coincided with a similar sound. attributing influences to boards of canada, "grandfather" ariel pink, and panda bear.

running out of you

i´d heard a couple of songs by keep shelly in athens a couple of months back, running out of you fits november 3rd´s mood. there´s not much to read about them even though they´ve been posted on a couple of pages, except that they are in fact from greece and they just realeased their first EP, in love with dusk..

to catch a thief

after centuries (about a month) of not listening to any new anythings, sports came along and sparked my interest once more.

SHE

amongst the loveliest people i´ve ever met...

i will admit, i made an absolute fool of myself... but the embarrassment was well worth it knowing she´s accompanied me into a land of despair, joy (trite, i know) and beautifulness...
but most of all beautifulness.

leslie, you deserve every good thing that´s waiting for you, and so but so much more.






next time, which i doubt there will be, i hope i can manage to act cooler.

aire

if a soundtrack to your most mind blowing daydream, best dream, and worst nightmare existed, air would be behind it.

sound

surreal is what this week (year) could be described as. "if only i could make people as happy as i´m feeling right this instant" is what i thought to myself while arcade fire was in the middle of rebellion.

i guess as we grow, we start making up an almanac of memories filled with melodies, scents, songs, temperatures the wind has rolled against your skin, the type of light the sun gave off on certain days, special spots, streets, texts, tastes... this week was all about opening the almanac.

arcade fire, bachelorette party, airwaves, foals, interpol, and pixies later, sunday came and as i left my apartment to take a walk; the walk, the sky, the cold air, felt so familiar that it all made me smile.

we all have specific songs that produce a certain type of chemistry, somehow they become intertwined in our brain, or in our heart, or somewhere we can´t even name. all of a sudden you´re floating in the middle of a sea of people singing to the same song, same letters, different sounds, different feelings, but essentially same page in that invisible recollection of a place without time or space.

this week was rebellion, spanish sahara, la la love, and caribou.
i have to mention that i touched yannis philippakis shoulder as he was finishing the concert, all this happened after falling in love with his voice, his beard, and his ability to climb metal towers. i know, i´m embarrassing, it´s like a phenomenon, going to a concert or going to a festival, being collectivly anonymous, something coming alive that either transforms people into what they really are or what they would like to be.

this entry is a tribute to some of those songs and bands i´ve had the inmense priveledge to stand in front of.











la la love and caribou are tied.

damn you

existentialism, or spirituality, or whatever this is.

amor

love is the only phenomenon that destroys space, distance, and time.
love´s chemistry is waiting to be comprehended. physicists are occupied with space and time, and yet they still haven´t understood that there´s more to existence, where space and time disappear.
maybe science won´t be able to understand it. maybe it´s beyond sciences´ scope. but it isn´t far away from poetry or spirituality. it isn´t far away from meditation. it isn´t far away from each individual who is willing to dissolve itself in it.
science continues to be a distant eco, while love turns into the only reality.

one cannot prove love, one can only experiment it.

osho.