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Download: Lindstrøm & Prins Thomas - Nummer Fire En
"Julianne wrote a great piece on Lil Wayne today, worth reading because it is most likely about you, the hyperfingered blogskimming danceremixing motherfucker who hasn't listened to any one song the last six months more than six times, except maybe "Young Folks."-- Riff Market
This whole trendfucking trend: grading music, making aesthetic evaluations (um, some suggested reading btw: Kant, Immanuel, Critique of Judgment), according to preconceptions of artist and genre-- until last week I maintained some hope that hipsters really didn't work that way. But the blind acceptance of the new Axis of Evil (indie, new rave, mash-up) in fact proves that "hipster" is a euphemism for scenester. I define a scenester as a Catholic, someone that needs a support group, that can't stand alone, can't ask questions, and never can be wrong. People like me, (I say this with honest conviction) ex-download whores, who were bloodthirsty for the new, the free, back when our iTunes libraries weren't billions of gigs, in large part created this monster. Now we have to suffer it.
I guess it's job and/or old age be praised, my bad habits have been broken. Since last November I have not heard much music. But I have spent some quality time with a few things. Here they are:
LCD SS - 45:33, Sound of Silver
Lil Wayne - The Greatest Rapper Alive, Da Drought 3
Wolf Parade - Apologies to the Queen Mary
Sunset Rubdown - EP, Shut Up I Am Dreaming
Keith Fullerton Whitman - Playthroughs, Multiples
Lawrence - The Night Will Last Forever
The Rolling Stones - Exile on Main Street
To a slightly lesser degree:
The Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
!!! - "Heart of Hearts", "Must be the Moon"
Beyonce - "Freakum Dress"
Faze Action - "In the Trees" (Carl Craig Remix)
Some new stuff sure, but three items are from 2005, and attest to my own whoreishness. I didn't listen to the entirety of the Wolf Parade record until around X-Mas '06. It's one of five cdrs (along with LCD, Weezy, Sunset and Whitman, ok my copy of Peedi Crakk 4 Prez is still in there, but that's a good thing) in my car, the place where I now most often listen to music (SIX RECORDS), whereas in previous years it was my iPod (5,000 songs, divide by average of ten, 500 RECORDS).
I think this Lindstrøm & PT track may be the next big thing for me. I guess that parental inculcation of fucking Coltrane's "Ole" has left me with a soft spot for 15+ minute tracks. Heard it for the first time yesterday, have listened to it four times since, that's right people over an hour of my time on one song. Sprawling and organic sure, its first half surprises with its sinisterness, something Lindy and PT aren't exactly known for, and provides that somehow never cliched foil for the prettier second movement. You can dance to it sure, but it's special to me because of its ubiquity, I can listen to it before work to psych myself up or after work to unwind. If you aren't an asshole, you'll want to listen to this track more than once.
The near future has some promise too, so don't despair. I'm curious about this Get Him Eat Him stuff. New Sunset Rubdown, Wolf Parade, Caribou, Interpol-- hey the first record was great, the second good, there's no reason not to be stoked for the new record, except of course if you believe there's a strict rule that says indie rock bands have five year shelflives. So for those few like me, maybe we'll have a chance to reclaim some ground in the next few months. Let's keep up the good fight.
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