Here We Go Again

Like a lot of people I got burned by Handsome Boy Modelling School. After being left salivating like Oprah Winfrey in front of pie by tunes like The Truth and Sunshine I mistakenly believed that multi guest-DJ duo-superfest-project albums were the future. After all that first U.N.K.L.E. album is still immense. However like many relationships that early promise fizzled out leaving you destitute and alone. They got sloppy (H.B.M.S's followup White People) or sloppy (James Lavelle letting DJ Shadow fuck off) and you moved on to more seductive, less experimental partners. However, like a horny man going back to his ex for that one last shaming act of desperate and regretful intercourse I'm back again feeding at the seemingly seductive trough of mass hip-hop collaboration. A mass of stars legendary, contemporary and promising? Check. Two DJs come producers binding the whole project together? Check. My favourite song of 2009 is already N.A.S.A.'s (they be Squeak E. Clean and DJ Zegon) Gifted which features Kanye West, Lykke Li and Santogold . Damn you. When will I learn?

gifted - n.a.s.a. ft kanye west, santogold & lykke li

NN

Nick sent me this. Fuuuuuuuuny.

That Girl & Foolproof

It is dark. A girl in her mid twenties enters the living room swinging open the door with an unintended force. Her hair is dark. She is slim, pretty and dressed for a night out. She is holding a small, weighty plastic bag. She stumbles a small way in to the room and turns on the light. After surveying the room absentmindedly she drops the bag, spins losing her balance as she goes and stumbles out slamming the door behind her.

 

After a while the door opens again. A man, also in his mid twenties, strides in, shuts the door behind him and heads straight to one of the sofas where he sits down, rests his head on its arm, forces himself into the corner and shuts his eyes. He decided this would be his course of action some time ago.

I Just Don't Know Anymore

Did you ever feel this way about anything? Would you really want to?

You're My Best Friend Who's Black...

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10 Seconds: White Lights

10 Seconds: Red Lights

Mmmmm... comfort

"Ann Coulter Is A Cunt?"

But then we don't really help ourselves. Is there a liberal hegenomy? If you cage and prod a fool they become more vile. The conservative elite is an angry beast, marginalised and strategically beaten down. We fuel the monster. However when they are intolerant, foolish, conceited, rash, divisive, obtuse, insulting, uncaring they make their own bed.

WE THE PEOPLE OF THE UNITED NATIONS DETERMINED to save succeeding generations from the scourge of war, which twice in our lifetime has brought untold

sorrow to mankind, and to reaffirm With in fundamental human rights, in the dignity and worth of the human person, in the equal rights of men and women, and of nations large and small, and to establish conditions under which justice and respect for the obligations arising from treaties and other sources of international law can be maintained, and to promote social progress and better standards of life in larger freedom....

"Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther King could walk. 

Martin Luther King walked so Obama could run. 

Obama's running so we all can fly."

Jay Z

Dr V

I have nothing private there to say.

Nought that is on you, by you, for you

you… you’d be unsteady on my treacherous feet.

We’ll dance on a State aflame,

A world that burns.

If you disappear, I disappear.

Today

"My days are phantom days, each one the shadow of a hope;

My real life never was begun;

Nor any of my real deads done."

Frederic Bourdin

10 Seconds: Roth (Bedtime)

10 Seconds: Everybody Is A Star

10 Seconds: If You Need Double Frontage...

10 Seconds: Homeward Bound

10 Seconds: Nights Out

Accelerator

What exactly does a particle accelerator do? Do you know? I don’t. I assume it accelerates particles. That would make sense. If I could accelerate every particle of my being, all that I am, would that make me a better person? I assume it would. I can but hope. Hope and look for a particle accelerator.

"For Me, Music And Life Are All About Style" - Miles Davis

Brian Diversifies

Let's Go To The Park

Again, yes I know, late. This is what it's like to look down on Glastonbury from the top of a ribbon tower. Suppose it was a good Glastonbury this year. Got to have tea with the Eavis', stood on the Pyramid Stage. However saw no bands and had no sleep and no mistaken identity moment with Joss Stone. Maybe not so great after all?

My Bloody.....

Yes the gigs were a while ago but hey.... I'm lazy and reticent. Anyway Loveless a lot today for 6Music based reasons. My word, like a plane taking off.

12 Songs

What would be the last songs I would choose to hear before my seemingly inevitable and destined to be undignified death?

Well.....

Arcade Fire - No Cars Go
M83 - Run Into Flowers
Broken Social Scene - KC Accidental
The Flamingoes - I Only Have Eyes For (the only perfect song ever written)
Khonnor - The Stoned Night
Interpol - Obsctale 1
Soulwax - NY Excuse
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Date With The Night
Radiohead - Reckoner
Sebastien Tellier - La Ritournelle
Feist - Intuition
PJ Harvey - This Is Love

It's All Gonna Break

Now I Am Become Death, The Destroyer Of Worlds.

“You promise the world; and then you take it away” That’s what she’d told him. She’d seen the heart of him. They’d all seen it. The girl he so admired in the snow left shamed, negotiating seemingly endless pills because of his fear. The girl who turned away in despair. He had destroyed their worlds, and his own.

The End

here. never were you if wisdom on pass can’t You arrived. never that words in Told told. been he’d son my confidence of life a Live confident? that is really who again Then confidence. of life a live to have you why That’s beginning. the reach never you’ll end the at start you if Sometimes

A Lullaby

I’ll read you a lullaby. One in keeping with our age. One where eyes are bleary with regret and time. Where mobiles chime in the early hours. One where radios crackle and comfort. One where I hold you til you can’t let go.

It’s alright.

It’s alright.

Sleep this last night.

What Song Lyrics Taught Me

All we’ve got to do is be brave. There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done. We can be heroes. There must be lights burning brighter somewhere. We can find new ways of living. I don’t belong here. It’s so much better on holiday. You can go your own way.

Musicians are fucking liars.