Monday, January 31, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Busy D=
So ya exams are here and we wont be posting till about Saturday or Sunday srry D= don't worry can live without us.......hopefully
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Song of The Day 1/22/11 - The Gorillaz - On Melancholy Hill
and since we didn't post one for yesterday heres another one =D
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Song of The Day 1/20/11 - Blood On Our Hands - Death From Above 1979
REUNION! Coachella here we come. Cali isn't ready.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
SON OF A $*%@#
Well recently editing software has being acting up and well I need to find new ones and find out how to fix everything and it is hard D= so i am pissed >.< hopefully soon it will get better =D.
We're All a Bunch of Pansies.
So I just saw Ricky Gervais's monologue for the Golden Globes and everywhere I look its being branded as offensive, crude, and down right uncomfortable. When I watched it all I saw was funny. That was the first time in a long time I've actually laughed at one of these award shows, normally I'm just shaking my head and coming to the realization that its a cunningly highlighted cultural juxtaposition, foregrounding the marginalization of talented artists in favour of glamorous but ultimately unfulfilling idols fronting technically limited and artistically barren works of entertainment.
I think it's sad that we've become this society chock full of pussies.You see it everywhere nowadays from sports to politics and everything in between. PETA has become this terrorist organization that has everyone and their brothers clamoring over the treatment of animals, "reporters" at Fox, CNN, and every other media network owned by Rupert Murdoch telling people not to eat or drink anything because they're going to catch Anthrax.
Aside from the constant paranoia about germs and attacks from a terrorist group that has access to "weapons of mass destruction" society has lost the ability to take criticism and either fix what they're doing wrong or stand up for themselves and let the other person know that they're fine. Instead now the biggest threat that's left is the almighty "I'll unfriend you on facebook!"
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Song of The Day 1/17/11 - Got Your Money - Wu-Tang vs The Beatles
R.I.P. John, George, and ODB. Hope you're kicking ass in the studio in the sky.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
The Dream Machine: DMT
So awesome now only if I could get it XD
Why the fuck is it illegal makes no sense it is produced by your body already, IT IS DREAMS O.O
There aren't any side effects, and it makes you feel awesome. On top of that it opens up your mind.
Want to find out more then click.
The Vehicle to Enlightenment: LSD
"Yes everything is one. You have nothing to do with it. I am one with..what I am."
Now this lady is obviously pretty high. She says everything is in colour when it clearly isn't. (HAR HAR!)
LSD has been proven useful for people with certain mental disorders that do not respond to regular medications, but, you know it totally should be fucking illegal. It makes the user feel like the entire human race is interconnected, but it should totally be illegal. LSD is not considered an addictive drug--that is, it does not produce compulsive drug-seeking behavior as cocaine, heroin, and methamphetamine do, but it should totally be illegal. Yes, LSD is illegal. LSD is a Schedule I substance under the Controlled Substances Act. Schedule I drugs, which include heroin and MDMA, have a high potential for abuse and serve no legitimate medical purpose. MAKES PERFECT FUCKING SENSE.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
10 Albums You Should Listen to Before You Die - In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is a personal album but not in the way you expect. It's not biography. It's a record of images, associations, and threads; no single word describes it so well as the beautiful and overused "kaleidoscope." It has the cracked logic of a dream, beginning with "King of Carrot Flowers Part 1". Something tells me that you guys are tired of having me say that about every single album on this list, but it's true. Their first full length album, On Avery Island was underwhelming even without the benefit of hindsight, and frankly this album set the bar impossibly high for anything they were planning to release afterward, so it's not surprising the band informally disbanded and their front man Jeff Mangum put the guitar down.
This album takes you on a journey completely different from the other albums. There is a cloud of sadness hovering over the entire album but the contrast that provides with the music makes for an epic adventure.
Inside this adventure it all begins in the body. Moments of trauma, joy, shame-- here they're all experienced first as physical sensation. A flash of awkward intimacy is recalled as "now how I remember you/ how I would push my fingers through your mouth/ to make those muscles move." Mangum here reflects the age when biological drives outpace the knowledge of what to do with them, a time you're seeing sex in everything ("semen stains the mountaintops") or that sex can be awkward and unintentionally painful ("fingers in the notches of your spine" is not what one usually hopes for in the dark). Obsessed as it is with the textures of the flesh and the physical self as an emotional antenna, listening to Aeroplane sometimes seems to involve more than just your ears.
Have we established yet that this record really is pretty fucking weird? Because that honestly can't be stressed enough. The musical styles here are many, with constant changes in the music being something truly remarkable.
What makes it even more powerful is the contrast that it creates the rest of the music, with its complex arrangements and sense of fun. Sure, the whole album has a deep sadness running through it, but on Two-Headed Boy, when you can hear Mangum's voice straining to reach the emotional peaks of his entire career, it becomes more than just a meaningful song at the heart of the album. And then, just as everything dies down towards the end, a brass section comes in, leading us into the funereal march of The Fool. Just like that, the track changes, and we're off on another part of the journey.
The best way to sum up this album, and conclude this review is to take a look at one of Bob Dylan's greatest lines: "If my thought-dreams could be seen/ They'd probably put my head in a guillotine." Aeroplane is what happens when you have that knowledge and still take the risk.
Best Songs
THE WHOLE THING.
Song of The Day 1/13/11 - Ambling Alp - Yeasayer
If you can get through that video without scratching your head at least once you deserve a cookie.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
10 Albums You Should Listen to Before You Die - Stankonia
According to the album's opening lyrics, "Stankonia" is the name of a fictional land at "the center of the earth, seven light years below sea level", which is "the place from which all 'funky thangs' come.” Take Mos Def's willingness to experiment, Common's intelligence and Kool Keith's futuristic rhymes and thread it together with some southern fried Atlanta funk and some complex concepts on life, and you get a rather simplistic if passable description of what you might find on this album.
Reviewing an album like this feels strange. I feel like it's larger than life, definitely larger than whatever praise I can give it, even though there are plenty of filler tracks. The idea of Stankonia and the novelty behind it are what make this album amazing, not the solid flow of each track, or the cohesiveness of it all. This is the album with B.O.B., Ms. Jackson, So Fresh So clean, but this is also the album with Spaghetti Junction, Gasoline Dreams, and Humble Mumble, etc. Tracks that never made it to the radio but continue to amaze me to this day. The attitude behind it all is what drives it home though. These two boys have ambition that is off the charts.
Stankonia is a showcase for what was lost when Big Boi and Andre 3000 decided they needed to work separately. While Big Boi is certainly the more adept and impressive rapper of the duo, Andre 3000's weirdness and laconic charm made OutKast into an intriguing balancing act, two divergent artists working off each others' strengths. Big Boi's sharpened-to-a-fine-point style plays especially sharp in contrast to Andre's rolling, more R&B-based style. Their quasi-disbandment also seemed to move them away from their analysis of a larger world beyond themselves. On Stankonia they were especially political, starting with the fierce bump of "Gasoline Dreams" which advocates 'burn, motherfucker, burn American dreams,' and of course all the scattered imagery of "B.O.B." (which serves up an interesting metaphorical image with 'Weatherman telling us it ain't gonna rain, so now we sittin' in a drop-top soaking wet').
B.O.B. and Ms. Jackson provide us with two very distinct extremes, and this leads to an experiment that most big name groups are not willing to try simply because they have way too much to lose. How many odes to a baby momma's momma have you heard? Let alone one with more conviction than ‘Mrs. Jackson’? It may not sound like too touching of subject matter, but that’s the catch, they tackle the situation with both tongue-in-cheek lyrics and sincerity. The somber effect-ridden beat trudges along, sparsely backed by synths and keys during the hook, which are another focal point in OutKast’s attack; Andre croons his apologies to the song’s namesake, shades of the catchy, poppy direction he decided to go with later on his section of the latest release. But with B.O.B., we once again find ourselves staring at OutKast’s other face. B.O.B.(Bombs Over Bagdad) is drum ‘n bass assault at a frantic pace with perhaps one of the best guitar solos in hip hop history. Perhaps the most astonishing thing about this track, though, is the rapid-fire delivery our favorite duo. B.O.B. is the kind of song that gave OutKast the reputation as one of the best live shows hip hop had to offer, as they, along with contemporaries such as The Roots and Black Eyed Peas(Before they turned into the auto-tuned shit eaters they are today. Back then they also didn't have a barbie doll that's spent too much time in an easy-back oven for their female lead.) among others began to implement live instrumentation into their acts, which is still horribly under utilized within hip hop recordings.
At the heart of OutKast are the polar opposites. At the heart of the polar opposites for OutKast, is Andre and Big Boi. The reason OutKast has been so successful is because each plays off the other so perfectly and the result can be quite magnificent in terms of music in general and not just hip hop, as exemplified by both Aquemini and Stankonia. If today, OutKast decided to split (for good) right now, as much speculation (which is probably just that) might lead us to think, you’d be hard pressed to convince me that OutKast produced a better album than this. Speakerboxx/The Love Below is a great piece of work but you know what hurts it? The ‘/.’
Best Songs
B.O.B.
Ms. Jackson
Ep 3
Ya about that....sorry D= It will take longer then expected everyone got sick XD so ya it will be asap =P
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
10 Albums You Should Listen to Before You Die - London Calling
For those that don't know, and seriously where the fuck have you been, The Clash are a punk rock band, and 1979's London Calling is their creative apex, and my favourite album of all time, so you know it means a lot to me. I can honestly say that without this album I would not be the same person.
By late 1976, early 1977, the punk movement had become worldwide, to some extent. In the United States, you had bands like The Ramones leading the front for the whole American punk scene, with bands like Black Flag, Dead Kennedys, and other bands following in their wake in the late 70s. Across the pond though, the movement was much larger. Bands like the Sex Pistols, Buzzcocks, Siouxsie and the Banshees, and namely, The Clash, were leading the "punk movement" in the U.K., where the youth had largely seemed to have been angrier, which is in large part because of unemployment, alienation, homelessness, etc.
Some critics labelled them as just propaganda-pushing punks who talked the talk, but didn't walk the walk. In 1979, though, The Clash released on of the greatest albums of all time, a testament to political and social awareness in the world via music. This is London Calling.
London Calling's title track holds steady as the record's celestial cornerstone: Horrifyingly apocalyptic, "London Calling" is riddled with weird werewolf howls and big, prophetic hollers, Mick Jones' punchy guitar bursts tapping little nails into our skulls, pushing hard for total lunacy.
Now what makes this album so different from other punk of the time? The fact that it was a grab bag of songs that spanned multiple genres. You have apocalyptic, dreary punk ("London Calling"), lounge jazz ("Jimmy Jazz") ska ("Hateful,") and ("Rudie Can't Fail"), disco-pop ("Lost in the Supermarket"). While this mixture may seem overwhelming and unorganized, it isn't. Oddly enough, The Clash seem to make the songs fit almost perfectly together and The Clash do not let go; each track builds on the last, pummelling and laughing and slapping us into dumb submission.
The political outcry and social awareness, The Clash's trademark, are also fully present here, but in a vaguer manner. Instead of chanting “REBELLION” they use clever little metaphors and tell stories. Though it may seem like The Clash have turned into a roots-revival band, they still know how to rock. "Clampdown" may be just one of the most truly energetic and angry songs any band has ever written a war cry against conformity and working the bullshit 9 to 5 in a gloomy, Orwell-esque world.
London Calling is one of the greatest, and one of the most important albums of all time. Every song is fantastic in its own right, each deserves your full attention to fully understand what exactly Joe or Mick is trying to get you to understand. Who knows, maybe it will change your life. It certainly has mine.
Best Songs
London Calling
Brand New Cadillac
Spanish Bombs
Clampdown
Lost In The Supermarket
Sunday, January 9, 2011
10 Albums You Should Listen to Before You Die - Crack The Skye
I got a lot of questions about whether or not this list would cover multiple genres. Does Sarah Palin's vagina smell of moose dick? I've already made a giant jump from (THE) Arcade Fire to Mastodon.
Now that you're all nice and shocked let's get into it! Now that non-metal rock fans, mainstream, publications and of course hipsters have caught on you don't need an underground metal fan to tell you that Mastodon absolutely rocks. Mastodon has a penchant for creating concept albums, but this one is just way over the top. Their 04 release of Leviathan was based heavily on Herman Melville's Moby Dick, but But when you're making a record about a kid who experiments with astral travel and then goes through a wormhole and meets Rasputin and Rasputin enters his body to escape assassination, or something, you've pushed this whole thing way, way further than it needed to be pushed. In the end this is a non-factor since the music hits as hard as it does.
The band's never really settles into a locked-in groove. Rather they make the music skip and dive and wander until the listener is lost in it. When the band switches up time-signatures, something it does often, it's not to show off math-rock chops; it's to rip the rug out from under you, to keep you uncomfortable.
The seven songs on Crack the Skye stretch over about 50 minutes, which to be completely honest is fairly lengthy but every riff and roar flows perfectly into the next until the listener totally lost in a tsunami of riffs; hard to imagine checking the time remaining on your iPod when one is that deeply entrenched in sound. Mastodon operates by unleashing these huge, blistering tracks that journey over peaks and valleys and ditches and oceans before leaving you spinning, and unaware of what exactly you are. It's just that Mastodon's arsenal of weapons is different from literally everybody else; instead of demi-classical guitar interludes and blazing twin-guitar leads and thuggish hey-hey-heys, they've got soupy quasi-jazz trundles and clusterfuck distortion-explosions and quick bursts of time-honored Southern-rock melody.
And so the most powerful moments on Crack the Skye are almost always the most direct. On the title track, Neurosis' Scott Kelly shows up for a gut-busting guest-vocal, roaring over the tunes of the band's complex thunder-crunch, and near the end, Kelly growls out the most serious lyric on the whole record: "Momma, don't let them drag her down/ Please tell Lucifer he can't have this one." And then it hits you. This album is not about astral travel, or Rasputin taking over someone's body, it's about the drummer and mastermind behind most of the lyrics Brann Dailor's attempt to accept the way-too-early death of his sister Skye. If he has to create completely different universes to do it, then so be it. This isn't metal because it has death grunts and blast beats, this is metal because it's heavy, boundary-pushing music with more attitude than most people can handle.
Best Songs
This album can only be described as an experience, so listening to it in pieces is useless. Get the whole thing.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Ep 3
New episode coming out on Tuesday or Wednesday =D
and remember to tell your friends otherwise we hate you >=[ even if u do tell your friends we still not that fond of you =D
10 Albums You Should Listen to Before You Die - Funeral
Funeral, the word alone is enough to let the mind wander through thoughts of death, sadness, and guilt. Our current society loves to immerse itself in isolation and in doing so renders itself spiritually and emotionally inert. We consume the affected martyrdom of our purported idols and spit it back in mocking defiance. We forget that "emo" was once derived from emotion, and that in our buying and selling of personal pain, or the cynical approximation of it, we feel nothing.
The years leading up to the recording of The Arcade Fire's debut was filled with funerals. Lead singer Win Butler lost his grandfather and his wife Regine lost her grandmother. Their bandmate Richard Parry lost his aunt the month after. These songs demonstrate a recognition of the powerful pain that follows the death of an aging loved one. Funeral brings out the understanding and renewal that comes with being a child, but does in a way that can only come with coldness of maturity. The recurring theme of a non-specific "neighborhood" suggests the supportive bonds of family and community, but most of its lyrical imagery is overpoweringly desolate.
Neighbourhood #1 (Tunnels)sets the tone early. The gentle hum of an organ, rippling strings, and repetition of a simple piano chord suggest the discreet unveiling of an awesome setting. The setting is tragic, as a boy's parents cry in the opposing room he sneaks out to meet his girlfriend in the town square where they attempt to plan a future as adults, that in the blur that is adolescence is barely even comprehensible to them. Even in its darkest moments, Funeral creates an overwhelming theme of positivity. Slow-burning ballad "Crown of Love" is an expression of lovesick guilt that perpetually crescendos until the track unexpectedly explodes into a dance section, still soaked in the melodrama of weeping strings; the song's psychological despair gives way to a purely physical catharsis. The anthemic momentum of "Rebellion (Lies)" counterbalances Butler's plaintive appeal for survival at death's door, and there is liberation in his admittance of life's inevitable transition.
As the album comes to a close, the beautiful voice of Regine Chassagne comes into play. The innocent delivery of her very real lyrics add to that catharsis felt earlier. In The Backseat does not mask the lyrics of it with singsong delivery and music. It's heavy, with sad strings. Her emotional cry at the end symbolizes the whole emotion put behind Funeral. Despite the tragedy the band members faced, they made a triumphant album. During "In The Backseat", Chassagne sings lyrics that in paper look unstable and random, as though all thoughts had must be said out loud by Regine. She weeps "My family tree's losing all its leaves, crashing towards the driver's seat, the lightning bolt made enough heat to melt the street beneath your feet," and the song fades into nothing, leaving the strings alone to finish one of the strongest debut albums of all time.
Best Songs
Neighbourhood #1 (Tunnels)
Neighbourhood #2 (Power Out)
Crown of Love
Wake Up
Rebellion (Lies)
In the Backseat
FULL ALBUM
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Episode 2 You Crazy Savages
Clicky Clicky
Dane Cook Parody:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zy4zgCsgqyo
Trapped in the Cupboard:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7putw2A4FiI
Dane Cook Parody:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zy4zgCsgqyo
Trapped in the Cupboard:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7putw2A4FiI
Sorry for the delay D=
Sorry about the delay just some of the software is acting weird I promise that new episode will be up tomorrow by 4 or 5 in our time zone lol =D. Also if anyone was wondering why there was no Episode last week it was because we were really really busy and sorry for that again D=.