Friday, November 25, 2005
straight up primpin you can find me in l.a.
Sure I'm bored now, but in a month, I'm be back in Los Angeles.
Aaron's records on Pico is closing, but the news has been out for about a month, so it'll probably be picked over by the time I get there. Going to Amoeba is always fun. I think it's the biggest record store in the country. I've never really looked through their used vinyl section, so that'll be a treat. I also want to stop by SoulSounds (flyer at the right).
In other news, I'm starting to wonder about the the usefulness of this blog, and in some of my other projects in general. I stumbled onto some punk highschool kid's server space. "DJ darKstaR" had a bunch of pictures of the car his parents bought him, topless myspace girls, and his junior turntables. I think I actually knew this guy from a message board. He also had cover art up for "the Art of the Mixtape" or some shit. How could I not download it and listen? Could I resist?
No fucking way. You do not look a gift from the internet in the horse mouth. Or something.
And now the story gets worse. Much worse.
It was really good. Probably an hour long- but with four DFA/lcd cuts, Kate Bush's "Running Up That Hill" and some of my favorite electro jamz. Very competent blends too. Ugh- gross. I feel kinda nauseous. I respect the technique, and I'm jealous of the skill, so I should hate this guy, right? Hate the player not the game? Do the uncool destroy the cool? Are the cool just touchable so it doesn't matter? Am I stupid for caring? Wait, who inheirits the earth? ¶ 8:31 PM
Sure I'm bored now, but in a month, I'm be back in Los Angeles.Aaron's records on Pico is closing, but the news has been out for about a month, so it'll probably be picked over by the time I get there. Going to Amoeba is always fun. I think it's the biggest record store in the country. I've never really looked through their used vinyl section, so that'll be a treat. I also want to stop by SoulSounds (flyer at the right).
In other news, I'm starting to wonder about the the usefulness of this blog, and in some of my other projects in general. I stumbled onto some punk highschool kid's server space. "DJ darKstaR" had a bunch of pictures of the car his parents bought him, topless myspace girls, and his junior turntables. I think I actually knew this guy from a message board. He also had cover art up for "the Art of the Mixtape" or some shit. How could I not download it and listen? Could I resist?
No fucking way. You do not look a gift from the internet in the horse mouth. Or something.
And now the story gets worse. Much worse.
It was really good. Probably an hour long- but with four DFA/lcd cuts, Kate Bush's "Running Up That Hill" and some of my favorite electro jamz. Very competent blends too. Ugh- gross. I feel kinda nauseous. I respect the technique, and I'm jealous of the skill, so I should hate this guy, right? Hate the player not the game? Do the uncool destroy the cool? Are the cool just touchable so it doesn't matter? Am I stupid for caring? Wait, who inheirits the earth? ¶ 8:31 PM
