World Science Festival 2009: Bobby McFerrin Demonstrates the Power of the Pentatonic Scale from World Science Festival on Vimeo.

Has it been a week already? Indeed.
In this second installment of Quickly, I went ahead picked some tracks that have, just about, no correlation with last week’s theme. Whereas the last one was all sappy and pretty, this one is…not: concrete, crabgrass, rusted steel. More or less fuck you music which has always been my music genre of choice. The last track tidies everything up with a recitation of the landlord’s note to the Minutemen about a shower. Man, those guys are great.
It runs 21:29

Hello my internet friend. How have you been?
Maybe I should start a weekly series of mixes. Maybe that way you’ll have a reason to come back to this thing. Maybe I’ll also get more practice figuring out Traktor. And also, maybe have a reason to find more music that isn’t the Deftones (AWESOME!!) or Aphex Twin (GENIUS!!) to put in my mixes…
Well, why the hell not? Here’s the first installment:
“Alright boys, let’s get way out there….”
It runs 27:34 glorious minutes.
It’s romantic, acoustic and lazy. I’m guessing it’ll make for a good make-out session soundtrack given that you are surrounded by wild grass and late afternoon sunshine…Maybe an old diesel Ford pick-up to boot. Hmm… that probably has nothing in common with the music. Just something I’d like to be in the middle of at the moment.
I love you, beer.
Been layed out for the last couple days, sickasadaawg. Don’t think I forgot about you!
Here’s a quick one to show I care. Picked this album up the other week. “Perfect summer album”; they said. And I say, if it ain’t it’s pretty damn close. Leave it to the french. Nice bread, Jack!
You can buy it here: link
or in the iTunes store: link
or if you wanna be an asshole, you can just download my purchased copy of it: link
yes sir!
If you’re so inclined, leave your thoughts of it in the comments.
Or “It May Be Awhile”

I, Kenny Liu, do solemnly swear to try as hard as humanly possible to stop adding the Deftones and Aphex Twin to all my goddamn playlists…
An ongoing question I like thinking about: What would be on God’s iPod, assuming he didn’t own a Zune? I compiled a list last night while I was high as a kite. I like how most of them aren’t even songs.
Here it goes, in no particular order:
…a question I will revisit again later, I’m sure.

“You know, this will sound really stupid, but I’m going to say it anyway: If you perform on a stage or you sing a song, it’s like you sing your song, and then the words go into the air, and then they go into somebody’s body through their ears, so it’s kind of like penetrating somebody. It’s kind of like having sex with somebody-but, obviously, from a great distance. [laughs] And so the idea of that song is that that’s a better way to have a relationship with me than if you had the real thing. Because in a song you can kind of stage-manage everything so that it puts you in a good light. And once a song is recorded, it always performs well. That song won’t get drunk and then be unable to have sex with you-you can put that song on anytime, day or night, and it’ll perform its very best for you, which is far superior to anything that I could claim to do.”
As copied from the latest issue of Interview Magazine
I still don’t know what this weblog is supposed to be about. I just like the name: Disco Dead… I’ve just been working from that. I reckon it should be, in one way or another, about music and death right? Or clubbing and death? Well, whatever I know that the ideas I like thinking on the most are music and the bigBIG questions.
So then today, I was happy enough to revisit these elements through our favoritist death metal quartet: Slayer. Yay!
On a Rives-tip we can riff from pop culture to crimes against humanity to human endeavor. So here we go:
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