Go back to bed America

I just spent hours deleting all the black-friday, cyber-monday, buy-shit-you-don’t-need emails that clogged up my inbox over the weekend. The worst thing is that every other subject line said HURRY! DON’T MISS! LAST CHANCE! It was stressful just trying to get through them. Those of you that know me, know how suggestible I am. I’ve been known to purchase ‘As Seen on TV’ items… As Seen on TV! That’s the worst of the worst. I can’t help myself.

As I slogged through my emails trying with every ounce of strength to avoid falling prey to the sales pitches, I started to think about a mixtape I used to have. Intermixed with some 90s tracks was a sample of a comedian’s monologue. Sometimes you just hear something on a mix that stays with you forever. I couldn’t find the tape so I went to work on the internet and my detective work proved fruitful. I found him! Bill Hicks.  A comedian from the South who died from cancer in the early 90s when he was 32 years old. He smoked cigarettes on stage and talked about drugs, religion, satan,  stupidity in society and bullshit in politics. His humor was dark and scary at times, brutal even, but funny as hell.

Here it is:

I work in RETAIL for crissake, so I should probably add myself to his list.

Über Coozie Vision

Yo Yo Yo! So the holidays are coming and you need some tunes so you can get amped. Or maybe you’re Occupying a street somewhere and want to kick some jams in your tent city. Whatever it is you’re doing as 2011 comes to a close, music always makes things better, so I have put together a mix to get your blood pumpin.

Inspired by sex, drugs, love and anarchy, this party mix will get your booty clapping and your fists flying. Cheers!

Download it here. (Chapters are marked for your listening pleasures).

Stream it here

WARNING: this mix is not suitable for fat-cats, fat cops or f**kin narcs!!!

Party poopers NO! Party people YES!

Blackened White

So, I’ve really been getting into making black and white videos recently. The rods in my retinas are winning the battle over the cones as you can see from this little ditty I made here.

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Naturally, I’ve also been watching a lot of black and white music videos too, so I thought that I’d share some of my top pics with the world wide world. If you have any of your own to share, hit me back!

Die Antwoord. So Bad-Ass!!!

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More bugs and shitty tattoos. Yes!

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and I know this shit is old, but I still like the video… y que?!

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and what the hell, this is from a while back too and I can’t help but love it. Especially the ant part. Ñañaras! ACID ACID ACID!!!!

Night Nurse

Yo! I’ve been out of commish lately on me bloggggg. Working hard in the lab. So here’s my newest video, the sequel to “Witch Doctor“, titled “Night Nurse”. The Night Nurse is the sister of both Death and Sleep.

It’s hot off the presses. Make sure that your speakers are turned up… and loud.

xoxo

Put on that mask and roll

In keeping with my general focus to report on all things music I have made an important discovery that I would like to share with the world wide world. And that discovery is that pigments are way better than regular make up. Ok ok ok, I know pigments have been around for centuries and there are festivals in India revolving around the wonders of pigments, but has anybody every realized what a benefit it is to wear pigments for a night of serious rocking? Well, I’m here to tell you that you don’t have have to scare yourself in the mirror ever again.

Have you ever come home after a night of music and moshing and sweat and beer etc looking like this:

Look at how sad he is

Oh no girlfriend! Your mascara is running!

Dear readers, because I love you so much, I decided to go out into the field and put this theory to the test personally. So I put a bunch of colored pigments on my eyes, went to a show, got down in the pit and came out like new. Well almost like new, I was dripping from head to toe, but my makeup was not! Don’t believe me? Ladies and gentleman I am happy to share this “after” photo with you.

This was two days later

PIGMENTS! YOU’RE WELCOME!!!

Lightning Bolts beyond B-sides

Head over to the blog, Chateau Rojo and pick up a comp of unreleased Lightning Bolt shizz for your earholes. You will find some rare nugs from 1996-2007, including a track that was recorded with their first singer/guitarist Hisham Bharoocha! ‘Tis true! Download it here.

The New Parish, Oakland CA

 

While I’m on the subject of Lightning Bolt, I might as well talk about the recent show they played at The New Parish in Oakland. I had hoped that they would play on the floor, but they played on the stage which is only a few feet high, so it still kinda felt like they were in the crowd. The height of the stage was unfortunate for the guys up front though because they were getting their balls crushed by the surge of the crowd. Some of them looked like they were in alot of pain, maybe they were just feeling the music. I don’t know.

To see Brian Chippendale on the drums is like watching a jazz drummer play the sickest solo, except that the solo is endless and untiring. Really, where does he get all that energy from? It is effing amazing. I wonder if he is able to do everything with that amount of energy, like grocery shopping or making coffee or having sex… it really does make you wonder. His microphone/mask thing failed at the end, but he kept playing anyways.  I felt strangely self-conscious watching him play sans mask because it seemed for a second that I should never know his face, but he is so bad ass it didn’t matter, so I got over it. Brian Gibson’s bass was tight. I love how he can make it sound like a distorted guitar and pull syncopated rhythms out from the strings at the same time.

The sound scape that the two of them sculpt is complex on many levels yet simple on the most basic one: Lightning Bolt will destroy you… and you will like it.

Road Trippin

I know it’s been a while, but Pood-Cast-Landia is back online and with a new mixtape to boot! Click it and Crank it to 11 or down-loud it HERE

Dit is die fokken antwoord!

I have to admit, I am not a huge fan of Harmony Korine, but I like this short that he did featuring Die Antwoord. I give it two guns up, or in Afrikaans: Net kyk na hierdie kak, ok?

Yo Neen-jah!

I was going through some of my photos and found these from The Treasure Island Music Festival 4, 2010. Die Antwoord kicked so much ass. They stole the show and blasted the headliners out of the water with Bass. Deadmau5, LCD, Kruder and Dorfmesiter, Miike Snow… they were all good, but Die Antwoord was EEEEEEVIL WICKED!!!! It was like, the Bay was rumbling so hard, even the sea creatures had to come up for air.

Diplo afterparty

The Diplodocus in his natural habitat

I was in New York last week for work, but really had only one thing in mind: how I was going to get into the sold out Major Lazer/Santigold show at Terminal 5. Well, it ended up that I didn’t have to worry about it because Diplo spun for the after party at my HOTEL. Um yeah, it was AWESOME. Skerrit Bwoy was there too, but I didn’t see him daggering, maybe he was off booty duty. It was fun, everybody was drunk as hell and he still killed it. Can nothing stop this man? I think he falls into the “Tiger Blood” category because, damn, his shit is ILL!!!

Record pick of the week

Whilst digging through my crates the other day, I realized that You can pick your records, and you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your records’ nose.

Pick of the week: Beans > Tomorrow Right Now, 2003

Ok, I know this record is from 2003, but we here at the Beast Beats don’t move in a linear pattern. We’re spinning round and round and the other day I came around to this record in my crates and I remembered that I love this guy. Beans, aka Mr Ballbeam, is one of the founding members of Antipop Consortium, a project that could best be embraced on a foreign label like Big Dada (The hip-hop arm of Britain’s Ninja Tune). Their sound is too electronic to be on a strictly hip-hop label and vice versa. Beans then went on to head his self-titled project on Warp records and put out his first solo album, Tomorrow Right Now, in 2003. His rhymes are deep…. and sometimes gross, but at least he’s got range! His syncopation is strong, he’s like a tap-dancer but he uses words instead of his feet. Most recently, he put out an album titled End it All on Anticon (♥!), but if you don’t have his first album, Down-loud it here and sink your teeth into some Beans.

Rapps from the Yayuh Area

Head over to Cocaine Blunts to download this mix of Bay Area rappa taps cooked up by Johnny Paycheck. It is the dopenesssssss.