Sunday, June 28, 2009

panzer-faustus


Here's some nifty clips based on the exciting produkts from Electro Faustus:


Droog - Decompositions ep


DROOG w/ MUTE TREASURES
decompositions ep
Vorgon Massive/Infidelica

According to the story, this two track, 38 minute recording was made in Spring 2000, but “Due to the erratic filing system of the Vorgon Massive archives,” it was lost. Found, transferred to CD and released almost four years later, this collaboration between Medford’s Droog (aka Greg Groovy) and Mute Treasures (Drew Biscardi and Joe Vella) bestows mostly what its title suggests. Improvising with Moog, samples, synth, drum machine and the aboriginal wind instrument, the didgeridoo, the trio produces spooky, anti-ambient coatings that salute the German godfathers of sound Karlheinz Stockhausen and Einsturzende Neubauten. It’s alienating to say the least and would be apropos in a ’70 horror B movie. Nothing ever really builds into anything substantial, but turn it up or put on headphones to fully experience this experiment. A siren, a passing train and beer cans supposedly being crushed in a recycling machine are just some of the hidden noises. Deep synth tones go in and out of the mix, which usually disturbs me more than consoles. It’s a soundtrack to a post-apocalyptic world, where even the machines are part of the wreckage. ----- Kenyon Hopkin



You can download this ep for free from Archive.org

Saturday, June 27, 2009

URBAN FARMING

The folks at Hobby Farms and Hobby Farms Home are introducing a new magazine.

here's the info from their site: It doesn’t take a farm to have the heart of a farmer. Now, due to a burgeoning sustainable-living movement, you don’t have to own acreage to fulfill your dream of raising your own food. The new Urban Farm™ magazine, from the editors of Hobby Farms, will walk you down the path to self sustainability.

Urban Farm™ magazine’s mission is to promote the benefits of self sustainability and to provide the tools with which to do it on any size property. Urban Farm™ reaches out to those in the city and suburbs, those who are inspired by the local food movement and who want to start raising chickens and growing food for themselves, supporting local agriculture and living more sustainably.

Urban farms are popping up all over America. However, things are different on an urban farm, versus a rural hobby farm. With less space to work with, projects must be scaled down, efficiency becomes crucial, and one must be resourceful to use every inch of space and recycle every unused object into something useful.

Urban Farm™ is informational and inspirational, filled with how-to projects, profiles of urban farmers across America, “green” and innovative products, and of course, recipes for preparing your homegrown vegetables, eggs and other farm bounty.

Look for the Premiere issue of Urban Farm™ on the newsstands August 25, 2009.

--Sounds like a pretty cool read. Though it is always hilarious to see people trademarking the words Urban Farm, as if they came up with that all by themselves. It's as silly as those cats who are trying to patent imperfect lumpy pumpkins and gourds as their own creation.

Idiots

Cops arrest two teens on lower East Side for anti-Semetic spree

Saturday, June 27th 2009, 4:00 AM

The youngsters kicked off the anti-Semitic spree at 1 p.m. Thursday when, armed with a magic marker and a smoke bomb, they scrawled a swastika on a wall at the United Hebrew Center on East Broadway, police said. They set off the smoke device, too, before bolting.

An hour later at the Bialystoker Synagogue, the teens drew another swastika and wrote the slur "k---" on a wall. They later hurled eggs at the house of worship, cops said.

The kids - a 15-year-old Asian male and a 16-year-old black male - were charged with aggravated harassment, criminal mischief and reckless endangerment, all as hate crimes.

"This is a desecration of God, no matter what your religion," said Assembly Speaker Sheldon Silver, who has attended the Willet St. synagogue since he was 4 years old

ARRG... THE PIRATE PARTY

here's the latest from Wired on the Pirate Party.

Monday, May 25, 2009

You Won't Find Green Day's 21st Century Breakdown At Wal-Mart

One of the unfortunate things in this day and age is that Wal Mart has become the largest physical music shop in the U.S.. Though their commitment to the media is half assed due to sloppy shelves with no real rhyme or reason to how they're stocked. The product never matches the label cards. Which my account for why sales are down in music. You can't find what you're looking for when you're looking for it. This description also applies to KMART. Their spaces are just a total mess.
Then you have to factor in the dud practices that corporations delve into. WAL MART won't carry any cd with the Parental Advisory label that Jello Biafra refers to as the Tipper Sticker (which back in the day Al Gore was concerned more about young peoples' long term exposure to Ozzy Osbourne and Dead Kennedys lyrics than toxic atmospheric conditions). So artists need to keep their songs and artwork free of controversial imagery otherwise they can't be carried in the nation's largest music store.
Enter: GREEN DAY. A huge advertising budget (I suppose due to all the commercials and promotion it has been receiving) In a vast sea of shit being released available for download at I-tunes, virtually no proper print media or music entertainment channels a question comes into place, how do we make this new release an event. How do we keep "punk credibility" when our songs sound more and more like 38 Special ballads with a hint of more distortion? Take a jab at Wal Mart. Sam's homogeneous states of ineptitude.
Now don't get me wrong, if this helps get all the tweeny boppers to take their heads out of their asses and out of the MTV Reality delusion so many of these suckers are stuck in, great. This might be a slight at all the candy coating green washing, fair trade branded labour camps aren't going to stop the true nature of these oppressive regimes. So bravo to Green Day for finding something real to address. As for all my compadres who are upset that green day aren't punk as fuck anymore, who cares. You're not either.