unorthodox sample use / Sweden+Brazil

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Wish I could pick out more samples from The Field, but I've only been able to discern a couple on account of how chopped-up they turn out after Axel Willner subjects them to a -finally- cathartic cut-and-paste regiment.

Anyway, here's the cut:



From 6:40-7:10 or so you should be able to hear:



Yes, Aquarela do Brasil by Ary Barroso. I have included the Geoff Muldaur version here, because it is creepy - and pretty much the only piece of music used in Terry Gilliam's Brazil (1985) - one of my favorite films. 0:05-0:10 is the clearest place you can hear The Field totally rip off the riff and make it into something equally good. 


As an aside, The Field is techno music that I think nearly everyone could enjoy.  Listen to it while drawing.


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Review of Girl Talk "All Day" (2010)

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Theoretically, if you like most of the artists on this list, then you should like this entire album because the sum is greater than the parts. I like almost all of the artists on this list. I even starred the items that I have in my itunes. I listened to the album once and noted the samples I could recall without much effort. There were a lot of little pieces I recognized but couldn't think of formally though. If you're interested in what Girl Talk listens to these days, here ya go.

1. "Oh No"
Ludacris - Move Bitch
Jay-Z - New York State of Mind**
Cali Swag District - Teach Me How to Dougie
Alice in Chains - Jane Says
Jay-Z - Swagger Like Us**
The Brothers Johnson - Strawberry Letter 23**
Dorrough Music - Ice Cream Paint Job
The Ramones - Bliztking Bop**
Missy Elliot - Get Yr Freak On

2. "Let It Out"
Jay-Z - Big Pimpin**
ELO - Mr. Blue Sky
Trey Songz - Say Ahh
Snoop Dogg/Pharell - Drop It Like It's Hot
Beck - Loser**
Ohio Players - Love Rollercoaster
Fugazi - Waiting Room**
Rhianna - Rude Boy**

3. "That's Right"
Fabolous - Ya'll Can't Deny It
Peter Gabriel - In Your Eyes
Fat Joe - Lean Back
Beyonce - Single Ladies**
Myley Cyrus - Party in the USA**
Dr. Dre - The Next Episode

4. "Jump on Stage"
Portishead - Sour Times**
Big Boi - Shutterbug**
Skee Lo - I Wish
Radiohead - Creep**
ODB - Shimmy Shimmy Ya**
Iggy Pop - Lust For Life**
Whitetown - Your Woman**
Lady Gaga - Love Games**
Beastie Boys - ???**

5. "This is the Remix"
Rick Ross - ???
Lil Kim - The Jump Off
The Jackson 5 - I Want You Back**
Toadies - Possum Kingdom**
B.O.B. - Beautiful Girls**
Wes Anderson type-music
INXS - I Need You Tonight
Fabolous - Holla Back

6. "On and On"
Cream - Sunshine of Your Love
Notorious BIG - Fuck You Tonight**
Ke$ha - Don't Stop
New Order - Bizarre Love Triangle**
Birdman/Lil Wayne - I Want It All
U2 - With or Without You
Kraftwerk - Metal on Metal**

7. "Get It Get It"
Lady Gaga - Bad Romance**
Aphex Twin - Windowlicker**
Soulja Boy - Pretty Boy Swag
Daft Punk - One More Time**
Black Eyes Peas - Boom Boom Pow
M.I.A. - Paper Planes**
Depeche Mode - I Just Can't Get Enough**
Pitbull - Hotel Room Service
Kid Cudi - Day N Nite**
Daft Punk - Digital Love**
Missy Elliot

8. "Down for the Count"
Belinda Carlisle - Heaven is a Place on Earth
Derek and the Dominos - Layla
Talking Heads - Our House**
T.Rex - 20th Century Boy**
MSTRKRFT - Bounce**
Kylie Minogue - Can't Get You Out of My Head
Young MC - Busta Move
Usher - OMG
Missy Elliot
The Temptations - Get Ready**

9. "Make Me Wanna"
Cyndi Lauper - Time After Time
Basement Jaxx - Where's Your Head At
Rick Ross - BMF
Wacka Flocka - Ego Trippin
ripping off some sick IDM beat
Arcade Fire - guess we'll just have to adjusstttttt**
RAdiohead - Idioteque**
Little Richard - Shout

10. "Steady Shock"
Blue Oyster Cult - Don't Fear the Reaper
Usher/Nicki Minaj - Little Freak
N.E.R.D. - All The Girls Standing in the Line for the Bathroom
Bruce Springsteen - Dancing in the Dark
Drake - Over**
Flock of Seagulls - Ran
Nirvana - Drain You**

11. "Triple Double"
Beyonce - DIVA**
Phoenix - 1908**
Ludacris - How Low**
Lil Wayne - A Mili**
Mark Mothersborugh - underwater theme from "Life Aquatic"
David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust**
Ice Cube - Today was a Good Day**
Willow Smith - Whip My Hair
Rolling Stones - ???**

12. "Every Day"
Gucci Mane - Gucci Time**
Modern English - Melt With You**
Jay-Z - Dirt of Your Shoulder**
John Lennon - Imagine**
Pimp-C - One Day


The album sucks, by the way. The best part is the Aphex Twin/Gaga/Soulja Boy mashup in track 7, because Richard D. James is timeless and his music makes whatever superimposed pop vocal trying to suffocate it wanna fuck him instead. I liked a lot of songs on the 11th track, but they sound horrible all crushed together.

I had to wait all the way to the end to get Gucci Mane, an artist whose monotone vocal style would seem to lend itself perfectly to mashing up; for some reason I had to endure two contributions from Eric Clapton and about a billion from Jay-Z and M.I.A.; a long roster of predictible 80s radio pop songs bored me; and overall the hour it took to listen to the album was one filled with tension.

Yep, sounds like 2006 trying to mash itself into the next decade. Sorry, 2006. In 2010, remixed hip-hop makes Gucci Mane sound like this: (picks up around 0:53 - just wait)




Unimpressed? - this is the Gucci track from whence that remix spawned:




I mean, I'm not crazy for affirming the first example is superior to the second in every fucking possible way, am I? Come on, GT. This is what people are doing now. Evolve or something.

At least you don't have to pay for it. Download "All Day" for free here.

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Lena 3: in which Lena Sucks the Life out of Herself

Lena had made no conscious decision to quit her dozens of lovers, but inevitably it happened. She had been enjoying the company of two men (one Irish, one Scottish, she could hardly tell them apart) when a man from the deep deep south was unexpectedly introduced to her. She found him interesting only because everyone else seemed to find him interesting.

Lena was used to leaving men and in fact a man had never left her before. Thus she expected the same to happen, for her to see this man from the deep deep south for several days or weeks and then leave him. But everytime Lena thought she would leave him he left her.

"I know we will say goodbye to each other many more times," she said at the first time she said goodbye to him. She was right and she still is right.

Lena forgot about other men because she wondered about this one. Instead of growing duller he grew more fascinating. He smelled better to her each day. He had a favorite flower. They agreed on fetishes. He had the perfect width of cock.

But as I said before he was always leaving her. He went back to the deep deep south and also went to the arms of other women. Some women were real and some women Lena imagined were real. Lena imagined many women and somehow this made the man even more attractive to her.

Lena lost weight and cut off her hair. She felt her skin go rough so she cut into it with razors. She felt her eyes dry and tough and wanted to cut them with razors too. The less Lena cared about other men the more they flocked to her. The less Lena cared about her body the more men flocked to her.

A flock of silly birds shitting and squawking all around her.

The more she loved him the more she hated herself. "I hate myself because I am no longer myself," she thought.

Her thoughts went faster and less complete. Faster and less complete. Fast and less. She became less and less. She didn't even want to read this story anymore.

Lena was at her least when she met a woman whose named sounded like Advice.

What Happened This Time

Venturing back to my elementary school with a hangglider and half a hill, encountered a depressing carnival; left out the back. Old dance-dates working the booths? Unless you heard my mixtape, I'll leave.


Street-parked my shining silver Lexus SUV. Forgot which one it was. Thankfully the mother and children also leaving the mess pointed it out to me.

"Where are you going?" she asked me.

"To find a mountain to jump off it."

Not wanting to annunciate any suicidal tendencies I motioned to the hang glider in the passenger side.

"Oh, that's something you would do," she responded with an awkward smile, stressing the "would."

Climbed in the car. Astonished to find I had parked facing the wrong direction, thus my SUV faced the bullets of heavy oncoming traffic.

"I will turn around in this nursing home parking lot," I decided.

Parking lots textured more textured than I remember, but manuevering that car wasn't difficult. As I exited I felt the softest touch I've ever felt on my forearm from the passenger.

I jumped in my seat because I hadn't been transporting a passenger.

"You?!"

It was, it was me. A beautiful copy.

"You must be a hallucination," she said.

"A friend!" she said.

I had already decided I was real and she the hallucination, but then again we weren't in the car anymore and the spatial qualifiers of "driver" and "passenger" ceased to help me organize myself.

What was I concerned about? I must have been someone else as I tried to seduce her. Immediately rejected I thought of a new plan.

"No one is going to think you're real! They will see me talking to you and it will just be like I'm talking to myself."

We sat among a group of friends (I guess they were friends) as I talked to myself. "Can you see her?" I yelled. "It's another me!"

No one said anything.

Should Have Used a Stricture

structures are strictures.

One particular stricture
fixes the allure of lunar
circuit internally, in an
ending sky. The structure
of the sky is red, its
stricture is cell. The
structure of the cell is
single, its stricture is
ahead. Another cell single
in the red sky ahead. To
double the structure cancels
the stricture. To cancel
the stricture requires another
hand, a frigid nozzle today but
a baby tomorrow. A whirring
electric buzz(saw) today and
bundled joy tomorrow. Either
violates the structure and
lifts the stricture. Either
the moon will grow full
again or I won't either.

quickcycles

leaks.


comes 2o days a.


part of my parts leaking out.


red symphonies of woman.


hood should ever so present.


effervescent remind.


er of insides not working&.


churning persuading the.


many ovulation insists.


I service with metal or.


plastic apparatus maybe.


then the blood will.


decide to stay in.

Works and Days.

Next post is next poetry lesson.

Until then.

watery deserter

salient rides of car.
carrides.

The air thickened with presence, with promise
and pot; each mile thins lush space,
infertilizing time as if the extra seconds would
change anything.
If anything,
they just change just one thing:

the delay of
saturation, pink and smiling last night.
Today: salted, rolling.

“How Much Can One Fuck-Up Do For Another Fuck-Up?”

for A.V.

A solution to absolutes. A cherished
equation: one and one, two together.
retracing lines of standard-route
but how about –
two apart, three together.
Two’s a start, but three’s much better.

Or four, for means of further
precision? One me for one;
one me for two. Together we constitute
((((The Quasi-Group))))

Respective to x where x equals time
our figures increase from four to five.
Six for the split, seven with y,
the drunken jump from eight to nine.

Ten for each digit I wrap around his…
– wait.
Redundant to elate. I’m counting
so high; it started at one.

. . . . . . . . . .

the splits were rough, the sex was wrought.

and alone I am.
but alone I’m not.