great conversation following shadetek’s polemic wrt global gobbledicrunk :: i feel u matt, but then again, i like to ignore lexical meanings in lyrics, regardless of language/genre, and i don’t, per se, care much about respecting “artistic intent”
It’s hard to believe, but Nico passed the 6 month mark a week ago.
I’ve been working intermittently on a Nico Concreto followup charting the last few months (the latter half of ol’ girl’s life), and tho I’m not completely satisfied with what I’ve assembled, if I don’t share it soon she’ll have become (if she’s not already) a totally different creature making new and exciting sounds and I’ll have an unwieldy amount of material on my hands (if I don’t already).
Enough kvetching already, here it is — a bit of “video music,” as DJ Flack would call it, with a little extra audio added and a less-than-stalwart commitment to the unities. Still, tho I play around a bit with time and pitch, for most of the piece the rhythms and melodies and chordal stabs are all indubitably Nico’s —
In contrast to the 0-3 month version, here I sacrifice any sense of faithful chronological order and focus instead on putting together a little musical vignette embodying a small slice of Nico’s ordinary soundworld for the last few months. For all its brevity (2.5 min), I understand the pace may be a little slow. I leave some loops to loop a little so that the awesomely serendipitous bits and pieces she plays accrue their own logic, but there’s less pure repetition here than a cursory glance may reveal. More often, a variation plays out, another voice enters, a new or familiar loop cuts in.
No one, I suspect — not even Rebecca (who thinks this could be half as long and much more varied) — will look on this with the same rapture and delight as I. That’s ok. Hope some of you enjoy anyway.
You may notice that the riddim propelling Macka D’s stealing spree sounds a little familiar. That’s because it’s basically the Martial Arts, released by Kings of Kings in 2001. Now, just 7 years later, dancehall stylee has come around such that Scatta could give it a minimal relick and make it sound absolutely contemporary. Gotta love di riddim meth0d!
Which raises the question: is it robbery to rip off oneself?
“With this record I was trying to tune into that old Channel One, Studio One aesthetic.” :: roots manuva hits that ball out the park on this lead single (prod. by shyFX?!) :: rodney da realest, u done know
“A virtual label whose main goal is to distribute suburbia music. Cumbia, dancehall, reggaeton and any other rythm that started in the slums and made its way to the dancefloor.” :: nueva BA stylee spot for whirledwide bastard bassquakery, neat but sloppy?
read my friend and colleague Pat Burke’s book — it’ll make you smarter and, more specifically, give you a richly textured sense of what jazz and related/imbricated performance practices said about race then, and now
You may have heard of the Lincoln-Obama “street art” mashup (gone awry?) here in Boston. It’s a striking image. And the Warholian facsimile effect / color scheme and larger-than-lifeness of the series — plus that (supposedly) unauthorized eye-patch — make it all the more arresting.
The kids have been mobilized,
and they are starting to get pretty excited.
So far I’ve brought all my older groups (about 80 kids) to see the
wall , talk about it, and start creating their own colored versions.
Check out the pic of our first batch.
Much more to come … lots of potential directions.
What’s most exciting to me is this contagious feeling of empowerment
that is growing as the kids realize the connection between making an
artistic statement and becoming involved in the political process.
Most of them are too cool to admit it yet (at least to me).
More pics and maybe video to come.
The kids’ versions are vivid and provocative —
& it looks like they had some fun in the process —