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November 9, 2004

Just realized I’ve been linked over at the wonderful 20 Jazz Funk Greats mp3 blog. Thanks guys/dude! Seriously 20JFG is possibly my favorite of these newfangled mp3 blogs (blogs where people post mp3s and write about them), because it is most in line with my tastes (weird shit with energy to it, roughly).

I’ve been reading too many blogs lately, kind of going out of my mind with all the excess information they present. The others I’m digging are Fluxblog, probably the most famous of the bunch, focussed generally on Euro pop and catchy stuff, and the new Sticker Shock, a sort of blog supergroup (like Genesis!) curated by some mighty high profile critics. I also enjoy lacunae, the project of Douglas Wolk, a very talented music writer and fellow Portland resident (also one of the nicest people you will ever meet). Douglas selects music originally released on 7-inch vinyl in the ’80s and ’90s, and adds some endearing this-is-what-I-did-today commentary.

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fig 3: new music

I love these things, because they help me sort through the constantly expanding mass that is new music, but sometimes they give me a kind of info vertigo. I realize I am struggling to keep up with what is actually just the tip of a very big iceberg, and I can’t keep up, and I’m the kind of obsessive person that gets upset about these things. Every now and then I’ll find something that completely blows my mind, and I’m like “YES! This is why I read these things!” But then I get to thinking about how for each of these obscure wonderful things I find, there are many more that I’ll never hear, not too mention the many mediocre things I will hear along the way. It’s too much.

Still, better this than porn, right?

I’d also like to post the flyer for the Halloween show, which I am so proud of.

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fig 4: the REAL cum lazer

When Steve and I first came up with the name CUM LAZER, it was supposed to be our band, mostly because more than anything we wanted this wonderful name to infiltrate the local culture (remember, we are dorks). The band didn’t happen (yet) but we have managed to get these words into the consciousness. Seriously, here it is, CUM LAZER, next to two bona fide real bands, and good ones too! And we’re also DJing the Rogue Wave show this Friday, a truly amazing, VERY REAL, band. VIVA CUM LAZER!! Next up: MATT WRIGHT.

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November 1, 2004

A while ago I posted about these so-called “obscure English post punk bands” I’ve been listening to, and one of them was Desperate Bycycles, which it seems are also sometimes spelled correctly, like Desperate Bicycles. Anyway, just so happens that I’ve stumbled upon their entire discography, available for free, here. As the man who put it there, Derek Erdman, says: “Man, I sure am awesome to people who spend a lot of time on the internet.” Thanks Derek.

ALSO: Dude, this is rad!

HALLOWEEN: Was insanely fun. The house was decorated to the nines, complete with an entire front room dedicated to this elaborate demented doctor’s table display thing. Two bands played, Wet Confetti and Knock it Closer. I heard a little bit of Knock it Closer, featuring Liam from the Snuggle-Ups, whose CD release show with the Thermals was completely awesome the night before. Knock it Closer if a little more rocky, less PLUR and more angst, sort of like a faster Cure. I was upstairs DJing when Wet Confetti came on, so I heard their set as a loud grind beneath my feet, which was kind of surreal.

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Figure 2: Everything goes pink. Figure 1 is below.

After that the CUM LAZER (that’s me and my friend Steve’s DJ “collective”) was in full effect. The house was packed to the gills, with people spilling out onto the street. We had a fog machine and many many technical mishaps. For a while the speakers were making loud fart sounds, the kind that eat up all other frequencies when they hit and make the crowd go whiney. Once we cut the bass it was all good for a while, then mysterious electrical/wiring problems started popping up, whereby the sound would just inexplicably cease. Happily, shaking the speaker wires like voodoo sticks seemed to please these evil sonic demons.

Despite these setbacks we managed two of our better sets ever, one uptempo for before the cops came, and one blunted-but-funky for the post-cop late crowd, before the cops came again. Hits of the first set included Freak Nasty’s “Da Dip”, Salt n Peppa’s “Push It”, and that perenial hipster favorite “Hey Ya”. There was some rock too , but I only remember the Cars. Hits of the second set included “Spill the Wine” by War (one of my favorite songs ever), “When Doves Cry” by Prince, and “Galang” by M.I.A. (one my favorite songs right now, which really belonged in the first set).

I’ve never deejayed a vibe as unique and perfect as that during the second set. People drunk and beaming, in great costumes, finally able to talk and move without fear of being crushed. Low lights and very low volume. People conversing and dancing, at the same time. A delicate crescendo from near nonexistence to near exuberance, interrupted by the cops at just the right moment (again). Dude, it was rad!

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October 29, 2004

At this moment I am sitting in my basement office at Berbati’s Pan, listening to Vetiver, and doing everything in my power not to work. Like typing this.

Yesterday, Yancey Strickler, music journo and editor at eMusic, posed (roughly) this question in his blog: “What is it that makes timeless songs timeless?” This is a big question, and I’m not ready to take it on (remember, I’m writing out of laziness) but I do have an anecdote, and a digression:

Yesterday, the same day I read that question on Yancey’s blog, I did some intensive headphone meditation on the second Swell Maps album, A Trip to Marineville, which has just been rereleased by Secretly Canadian. Quoting my own comments, from other people’s blogs, in my blog feels like the ultimate in meta-onanity. But again, LAZY. My comment:

“Midway through there is this medley consisting of three seamless tracks, the last being an epic reprise of the first. The tracks are Full Moon in My Pocket -> BLAM!! -> Full Moon in My Pocket (Reprise). I can’t put this feeling into sentences (although I guess I’ll have to try for the final review). So I made a chart (a map?). Here it is:

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It’s something to do with willful absurdity and joy in the face of existential dread, boredom, and heartbreak. Midway through Full Moon, Jowe Head (the singer) sneezes and extends the sneeze into a long drawn out, almost sung tone. Then he starts babbling gibberish like a crazy man. This is divine playfulness.” – Matt Wright, Yesterday, Nowhere

That last link is a reference to “In Defiance of Gravity” a wonderful essay by Tom Robbins which appeared in Harper’s a couple months back (sadly the only thing I could find online was that excerpt). Basically, Robbins in proclaiming the merits of ridiculous behavior during tough times. This is a concept that I just love. I think this is my mantra. This is why, on Hollywood Boulevard two weeks ago, the stars I seek out are these:

1. Kermit the Frog
2. The BeeGees
3. Olivia Newton-John

This is why I love bands like the Beatles, the Kinks, B-52s, Devo, XTC, Beefheart, Zappa, Os Mutantes, T.Rex, the Pixies, Ween, Beck, Deerhoof, Brainiac, and Juicy Panic.

This is why, this Saturday, I will be DJing with my friend Steve, under the name CUM LAZER!!!, dressed up like a giant pink whoopie cushion (fig. 1).

whoopie cushion costume

figure 1

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