Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
fade
this song belongs to 2010.
so goodbye 10 and on with 11.
throughout this blog´s history i´ve had the tendency to wish my two readers a happy new one. since this year i had better things to do, i didn´t..
it was the usual, but the usual means fun and the longest 31st of my life. which to be honest wasn´t the usual, it was farrr farr from that, and for some mysterious reason, we managed to cram into a day what would be done in a week long vacation.
"surfing"/massage at 8am
another beach at 1:30pm
oysters at 2:30pm
waverunner at 4pm
last dive into the ocean 5somethingpm
boat to marina/sunset 5something-6somethingpm
make centerpieces for party 7pm
help with grapes 8pm
shower/change 9-10pm
boat to fireworks 11pm
fireworks 12am
champagne 11:45pm
new year 12:01 am
hugs 12-1am
back to marina 1:05am
dinner 2am
party starting 5am
bathing suit 8am
pool 8:05am
sleep 1pm
food 6pm
sleep 7-11pm
tv 11-1pm
trying to beat our record of how long we can stay up for. we almost had it.
i was thinking today on how we tend to drag last year into the new one, either conscious or unconsciously, lame. so what i propose, is to let it fade.
happy11.
so goodbye 10 and on with 11.
throughout this blog´s history i´ve had the tendency to wish my two readers a happy new one. since this year i had better things to do, i didn´t..
it was the usual, but the usual means fun and the longest 31st of my life. which to be honest wasn´t the usual, it was farrr farr from that, and for some mysterious reason, we managed to cram into a day what would be done in a week long vacation.
"surfing"/massage at 8am
another beach at 1:30pm
oysters at 2:30pm
waverunner at 4pm
last dive into the ocean 5somethingpm
boat to marina/sunset 5something-6somethingpm
make centerpieces for party 7pm
help with grapes 8pm
shower/change 9-10pm
boat to fireworks 11pm
fireworks 12am
champagne 11:45pm
new year 12:01 am
hugs 12-1am
back to marina 1:05am
dinner 2am
party starting 5am
bathing suit 8am
pool 8:05am
sleep 1pm
food 6pm
sleep 7-11pm
tv 11-1pm
trying to beat our record of how long we can stay up for. we almost had it.
i was thinking today on how we tend to drag last year into the new one, either conscious or unconsciously, lame. so what i propose, is to let it fade.
happy11.
Friday, December 10, 2010
"don´t pay attention to anything you see in the news"
this came kind of late, i decided to read kanye west´s review on pitchfork out of curiosity. i thought it was a pretty brilliant psychoanalysis of our times, and how almost about everyone i know feels this way even if they don´t know how to say it. i´ve never been a huge kanye follower, but you can´t deny the ego this one wears.
With "Runaway", he rousingly highlights his own douchebaggery, turning it into a rallying cry for all humanity. Like many of his greatest songs, it's funny, sad, and perversely relatable. And while the royal horns and martial drums of "All of the Lights" make it sound like the ideal outlet for the most over-the-top boasts imaginable, West instead inhabits the role of an abusive deadbeat desperate to make good on a million blown promises. "Hell of a Life" attempts to bend its central credo-- "no more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need"-- into a noble pursuit. As a woofer-mulching synth line lurks, Kanye justifies his dreams of not sleeping with but marrying a porn star, peaking with the combative taunt, "How can you say they live they life wrong/ When you never fuck with the lights on." Inspired by his two-year relationship with salacious model Amber Rose, the song blurs the line between fantasy and reality, sex and romance, love and religion, until no lines exist at all. It's a zonked nirvana with demons underneath; a fragile state that can't help but break apart on the very next song.
The haunted, Aphex Twin-sampling "Blame Game" bottoms out with a verse in which Kanye's voice is sped up, slowed down and stretched out. The effect is almost psychotic, suggesting three or four inner monologues fighting over smashed emotions. It's one of many moments on the record where West manipulates his vocals. Whether funneling some of his best-ever rhymes through a tinny, Strokes-like filter on "Gorgeous" or making himself wail like a dying cyborg in the final minutes of "Runaway", he uses studio wizardry to draw out his multitudes. Tellingly, though, he doesn't get the last word on the album. That distinction goes to the sobering tones of Gil Scott-Heron's 1970 spoken-word piece "Comment #1", a stark take on the American fable. "All I want is a good home and a wife and children and some food to feed them every night," says Scott-Heron, bringing the fantasy to a close.
On "POWER", Kanye raps, "My childlike creativity, purity, and honesty is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts/ Reality is catching up with me, taking my inner child, I'm fighting for custody." The lines nail another commonality between the rapper and his hero. Like Michael, Kanye's behavior-- from the poorly planned outbursts to the musical brilliance-- is wide-eyed in a way that most 33 year olds have long left behind. That naivety is routinely battered on Twisted Fantasy, yet it survives, better for the wear. With his music and persona both marked by a flawed honesty, Kanye's man-myth dichotomy is at once modern and truly classic. "I can't be everybody's hero and villain, savior and sinner, Christian and anti Christ!" he wrote earlier this month. That may be true, but he's more willing than anyone else to try.
Ryan Dombal, November 22, 2010
for pitchforkread the rest.
at some parts shallow but a shallowness full of honesty. all i can say is that even if we are or have been all over the place, there will come a time where we´ll have to choose.
With "Runaway", he rousingly highlights his own douchebaggery, turning it into a rallying cry for all humanity. Like many of his greatest songs, it's funny, sad, and perversely relatable. And while the royal horns and martial drums of "All of the Lights" make it sound like the ideal outlet for the most over-the-top boasts imaginable, West instead inhabits the role of an abusive deadbeat desperate to make good on a million blown promises. "Hell of a Life" attempts to bend its central credo-- "no more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need"-- into a noble pursuit. As a woofer-mulching synth line lurks, Kanye justifies his dreams of not sleeping with but marrying a porn star, peaking with the combative taunt, "How can you say they live they life wrong/ When you never fuck with the lights on." Inspired by his two-year relationship with salacious model Amber Rose, the song blurs the line between fantasy and reality, sex and romance, love and religion, until no lines exist at all. It's a zonked nirvana with demons underneath; a fragile state that can't help but break apart on the very next song.
The haunted, Aphex Twin-sampling "Blame Game" bottoms out with a verse in which Kanye's voice is sped up, slowed down and stretched out. The effect is almost psychotic, suggesting three or four inner monologues fighting over smashed emotions. It's one of many moments on the record where West manipulates his vocals. Whether funneling some of his best-ever rhymes through a tinny, Strokes-like filter on "Gorgeous" or making himself wail like a dying cyborg in the final minutes of "Runaway", he uses studio wizardry to draw out his multitudes. Tellingly, though, he doesn't get the last word on the album. That distinction goes to the sobering tones of Gil Scott-Heron's 1970 spoken-word piece "Comment #1", a stark take on the American fable. "All I want is a good home and a wife and children and some food to feed them every night," says Scott-Heron, bringing the fantasy to a close.
On "POWER", Kanye raps, "My childlike creativity, purity, and honesty is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts/ Reality is catching up with me, taking my inner child, I'm fighting for custody." The lines nail another commonality between the rapper and his hero. Like Michael, Kanye's behavior-- from the poorly planned outbursts to the musical brilliance-- is wide-eyed in a way that most 33 year olds have long left behind. That naivety is routinely battered on Twisted Fantasy, yet it survives, better for the wear. With his music and persona both marked by a flawed honesty, Kanye's man-myth dichotomy is at once modern and truly classic. "I can't be everybody's hero and villain, savior and sinner, Christian and anti Christ!" he wrote earlier this month. That may be true, but he's more willing than anyone else to try.
Ryan Dombal, November 22, 2010
for pitchforkread the rest.
at some parts shallow but a shallowness full of honesty. all i can say is that even if we are or have been all over the place, there will come a time where we´ll have to choose.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
HEALTH
i´ve been doing my homework for tomorrows HEALTH thing, turns out i´m a fan, so this post is for any other fan or curious lad that may happen to be wandering around out there.
if someone has a question they´d like to ask them, post it on my comments and i´ll include it in my interview. it´s probably a bit late, but maybe someone out there stumbles upon i´ll be your mirror.
i´ll be checking until tomorrow around 6 pm.
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mañana estaré entrevistando a HEALTH, si eres fan, este post es para ti, sí tú...
si tienes alguna pregunta que le quieras hacer a esta agrupación posteamela en los comments y la incluyo.
estaré checando los comments hasta mañana alrededor de las 6 pm.
if someone has a question they´d like to ask them, post it on my comments and i´ll include it in my interview. it´s probably a bit late, but maybe someone out there stumbles upon i´ll be your mirror.
i´ll be checking until tomorrow around 6 pm.
____________
mañana estaré entrevistando a HEALTH, si eres fan, este post es para ti, sí tú...
si tienes alguna pregunta que le quieras hacer a esta agrupación posteamela en los comments y la incluyo.
estaré checando los comments hasta mañana alrededor de las 6 pm.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
PFAS
someone out of the 10 people that read this, might have seen on my profile that there´s a link to a new site. all that means is that i´ve begun a collaboration with PFAS, a music blog that used to be also known as pretty fresh all stars. it includes stuff other music blogs include, the interesting detail is to give viewers/readers a behind the scenes look at what bands are doing in mexico, either if they´re international or local, take that visit and create something brand spanking new.
hecho en mexico.
check out the teaser.
and stay plugged in, i´ll be interviewing HEALTH on friday.
hecho en mexico.
check out the teaser.
and stay plugged in, i´ll be interviewing HEALTH on friday.
PFAS Teaser from Jose Manuel Espínola on Vimeo.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
"you like me more than you think you do"
saw greenberg after a while of posting about the soundtrack. the whole movie seems to fit james murphy´s loosing my edge dilema.
strange how many friends, acquaintances, mental pictures, and pure assumptions of people i know and don´t made an appearance... bits of myself too.
below excerpts from a article james murphy wrote for a literary magazine called fivedials.
I’m interested in the way the cynical can be turned optimistic and the optimistic cynical, and what’s most interesting to me is a song that contains some sort of argument with loss.
Funny-sad is way more sad.
‘I wish I was like a real writer.’ They don’t realize that real writers are just as hapless. They just know that feeling: they’re doing it and I’m not.
Why does anything return? Maybe for that strange, unstable, psychotic reason people are happy and satisfied and feel cool, even for a moment.
if you´re interested in reading the rest download number 13.
i guess that makes murphy´s lyrics interesting and greenberg a personal pastiche on a whole bunch of people i know, or think i know.. the truth is that it´s all so damn pessimistic. the other day i was listening to this is it after a couple of months of giving it a rest, i rediscovered murphy trashes just about everything, and leaves little room for rebuttal, just when you´re about to hate him, he sets in phrases of revindication.
you might forget, forget a sound of a voice
still you should not forget, yeah, don´t forget...
the things that we laughed about
i know, i may not have lived as much, but how is expecting the worse, being cynical, living attached to our hang-ups (until our hang-ups actually make us believe we´ve become them) gonna make anything else better? is surving on one single phrase going to cut it? we already know shitty things will always come our way, i suck at math, but what i do know is the average of the better would win. i also know that every time i write or speak about murphy it seems like i dislike him, i actually don´t, i admire his dialectic.
a lot of people out there are or were afraid of turning into a good/"good" person, a good father, mother, husband, sister, brother, blank. the reality is that we all have to try harder. and if we at least try, i think it´ll be ok.
strange how many friends, acquaintances, mental pictures, and pure assumptions of people i know and don´t made an appearance... bits of myself too.
below excerpts from a article james murphy wrote for a literary magazine called fivedials.
I’m interested in the way the cynical can be turned optimistic and the optimistic cynical, and what’s most interesting to me is a song that contains some sort of argument with loss.
Funny-sad is way more sad.
‘I wish I was like a real writer.’ They don’t realize that real writers are just as hapless. They just know that feeling: they’re doing it and I’m not.
Why does anything return? Maybe for that strange, unstable, psychotic reason people are happy and satisfied and feel cool, even for a moment.
if you´re interested in reading the rest download number 13.
i guess that makes murphy´s lyrics interesting and greenberg a personal pastiche on a whole bunch of people i know, or think i know.. the truth is that it´s all so damn pessimistic. the other day i was listening to this is it after a couple of months of giving it a rest, i rediscovered murphy trashes just about everything, and leaves little room for rebuttal, just when you´re about to hate him, he sets in phrases of revindication.
you might forget, forget a sound of a voice
still you should not forget, yeah, don´t forget...
the things that we laughed about
i know, i may not have lived as much, but how is expecting the worse, being cynical, living attached to our hang-ups (until our hang-ups actually make us believe we´ve become them) gonna make anything else better? is surving on one single phrase going to cut it? we already know shitty things will always come our way, i suck at math, but what i do know is the average of the better would win. i also know that every time i write or speak about murphy it seems like i dislike him, i actually don´t, i admire his dialectic.
a lot of people out there are or were afraid of turning into a good/"good" person, a good father, mother, husband, sister, brother, blank. the reality is that we all have to try harder. and if we at least try, i think it´ll be ok.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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
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
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
Thursday, November 4, 2010
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.
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.
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