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Archive for January, 2012

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Dinowalrus Phones Home From The Tromaverse

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Don’t make the same mistake twice. Don’t sleep on this shit mang. Literally you will turn into Rip Van Winkle like Lloyd Kaufman in this video. Not a good look for you son! Peep the new video from Dinowalrus - “Phone Home From The Edge”. Bear witness to an old man losing his mind (or was he finding it?) as men in white robes torment and mock his every move in a tiny apartment!

This video has a little bit of everything kinda thrown in for good measure. The synchronized dancing is really dope. Charles Manson was actually really into that shit. The band’s psycadelic sounds recline you in an easy chair just kinda like what the fuck is going on brah?! It’s supposed to be tripped out, and it is, but I mean you can probs handle it. Pete Feigenbaum will be your guide. Best Behavior is out March 6th.

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Eastbound & Down’s Gettin’ The Gang Back Together

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Am I posting another new trailer for HBO’s soon returning Eastbound & Down? You’re goddamn right I am! I can’t wait for this show to come back for its final season, and to see how the great Kenny Powers fares as a member of the Myrtle Beach Mermen farm league team. Only 8 episodes left? Sadness. I was a big fan of Season 2, but I will admit I missed a lot of my favorite characters from Season 1.

Well, it looks like everyone is coming back, and hopefully better than ever. There’s Dustin (and hopefully his super funny wife and kids as well), Clegg, April, and even Will Ferrels Ashley Schaffer. Here’s hoping we can also get more Cutler, Tracy, Adam Scott’s Pat Anderson, and Matt McConaughy as well. Plus there’s the addition of Jason Sudeikis and new-best-friend Shane. C’mon February 19th.

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Shake Dat Parisian Ass

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

More p-p-p-parties for the earf, this time for our friends across the water in Europe. Are you in Paris? Do you feel like flying to Paris this weekend on a whim? Are you Nicolas Sarkozy? If you answered yes to any of these, then you’d best be attending Shake Dat Ass this Friday night at Nouveau Casino. It may be au francais, but booty poppin’ translates to any language. This party is all about juking glutes, hellzapoppin’ ghettofab beats and probably some sort of energy drink. These are hip words/things right?

Shake Dat Ass is gonna tear the house down with its collective vibrations. Starting things off is gonna be 4 Playerz’ very own Mister Ries. Then it’s all about artists from Booty Call Records. There’s Raziek who, according to the poster is there to “get tha coochie” (nice! sorta gross?), as well as Kaptain Kadillac and DJ Kesmo. Finally the Nightmare Juke Squad will make sure everyone is fully 4 to the floor.

Friday February 3rd, 2012
Nouveau Casino
109 Rue Oberkampf, Paris, France
Free Before 1AM

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Super Breaking Bad Entertainment System

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

What better way to tide yourself over the interminable break between seasons of Breaking Bad, televisions best show, than with fun little 16-Bit animation that recaps the series to date. Why, cooking and doing meth of course! Just kidding. The animation is better. My teeth hurt. Recast as a SNES Game, all your favorite BB characters have been sprited up in what is easily the best thing I’ve seen with the College Humor branding.

Warning, there are some serious spoilers for all 4 seasons of Breaking Bad, but if you’re not caught up on this absolutely fantastic show I have no sympathy for you at this point. Go watch it. Now! This could’ve been just a little one-note joke, but the wonderful details of this whole endeavor are what makes it, from the Periodic Table character names to the Walt Jr. tag at the end. Thanks internet!

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Review: Chavis Chandler – Breath of Fresh Air II

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Chavis ChandlerBreath of Fresh Air II (2011) [Self-Released] // Grade: B+

I don’t know when I first heard Chavis Chandler’s name, but it wasn’t long ago. And while it’s puzzling to me that I didn’t hear about him sooner, it’s becoming a common sentiment. For whatever reason(s) the last three years in the United States have incubated a number of artists spread throughout various semi-urban to urban pockets. As if we were all entreprenuerial winemakers stocking our cellars for the eventual launch of our vineyards, it would seem the end of 2011 was an excellent vintage. More complex than a trend the Wave seems to move in intervals that never cease, but at times reach an absolutely monstrous swell. Count Chavis amongst those who are contributing to that absolute monstrous part. If you were going to do one of those word clouds to describe this record you’d need lots of “beast mode” pixels, lots of “cool flow” pixels, and even some “oh damn dude can sing” pixels. Chavis is a well-rounded artist on his way to being a game-changing rapper.

Chavis records himself. I can’t remember if I’ve talked about it on the Bloglin at all, but I feel like the auto-tracking rapper is quickly becoming the most avant of the new age of rappers. As the whole world is changing, so too is rap and music at large. Whereas recording and releasing a record used to be the province of many hands, it has slowly distilled down to the work of small teams commonly made up of no more than 3 or 4 people at its core. Moving much more like cigarettes than massive tankers, the boat that rappers are in has become more nimble. But the boat rappers are in has also become more intimate. The difference between recording yourself, or being recorded by others is the one difference that can make or break you in this Ocean right now. For those who record themselves, there is a flourishing that cannot be head otherwise.

Just think about it, we’re stepping out of an era where artifice and posturing were the most important elements of rap. Most rappers weren’t really concerned with the craft, or the fact that they were making art. So, it would fall perfectly in line that they wouldn’t record themselves. Why bother recording yourself when you can hire someone else to do it? Thomas Kinkade anyone? The alternative that is emerging is for rappers to record themselves so that they can be more intimate with themselves, with their art, and thus with the audience as well. The result of Chavis’ music is clear: he is a very determined and focused dude, he has a good ear for sound, and he has style for days. Because he records himself we get to hear Chavis not only rapping, but also capturing himself rapping. It is a paradoxical thing, and one that harkens quite clearly back to DJ Herc.

The profound thing that Herc did was split time open, and he did it with the help of two turntables, and two copies of the same record. Through this odd, and seemingly innocuous combination of materials Herc was able to perform magic and literally break time open. With these special tools Herc then manipulated the flow of time back and forth between two points in space, and what came out was what we now call beats. For Chavis, and the emerging leagues of auto-tracking rappers it’s the same story: they’ve found a way to break time open, and take control of the flow of time. By recording himself, Chavis is not only rapping into broken open time, but also operating the hatch and regulating the flow. Again, maybe it’s one of these mall distinctions, but it’s a huge difference. And one that will probably not come to the fore for quite some time, but Chavis is an excellent place to start to undertand this more. And Breath of Fresh Air 2 is a pretty dope way to go about it.

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Shooting From Cover To Cover

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Downloadable titles are the perfect place to test out fun gaming mechanics. Though it was originally released on DS, I thought 2009′s Scribblenauts was one of the most fun “proof of concept as game” titles I’ve ever played. It’s a simple setup: anything you want to bring into the game world you can. Something that’s explicable in one sentence, but has endless fun permutations. That game’s developer, 5th Cell, has since been hard at work on downloadable shooter Hybrid, and there’s finally a new trailer.

Especially since I’ve been so damn fed up with shooters recently, this type of experimentation is just what I was looking for. The basic conceit is that you can only move between static points of cover, almost like an on-rails+ system. You can, however, turn 360 degrees while flying between cover, creating what looks like a novel hybrid between a shmup and a more traditional FPS. Also, when you begin the game, you choose which faction you’re a part of, and your victories and losses of territory are incorporated into a live online map that takes into account players worldwide, providing extra incentive to not be a loser. Hybrid is out on XBLA this Summer.

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Get Bad At Santos This Friday

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Start of your Superbowl weekend with some super dancing at the only place to party, Santos Party House. It says it right there in the name! Finna get funky fresh?

Five piece funk fusion dudes Bad Rabbits will be there, unlocking your hip joints and making you dance in ways you never thought you could.

Then there’s Party Supplies, the MPC remixing maestro who can blend breakbeats and pop hooks with the best of them. He’ll be accompanied by New York rap collective World’s Fair, who feature Children Of The Night among others. It’s gonna be a hell of a party, see you there.

Friday February 3rd, 7:00PM
Santos Party House
96 Lafayette St.
New York, NY
16+/$15 Door

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Real Love and Steamy Lenses On Karmaloop TV

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Here is Karmaloop Tv’s latest installment of Behind The Lens, following me while I take photos of lovely naked ladies.

In this video you’ll see Justine Joli and Jiz Lee and I talk about how my models sometimes have real sex when I shoot them.  Its one very sexy video.  Check it out.

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Choice Is Yours Vol. 165: Twin Peaks Vs. The Prisoner

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

Twin Peaks (1990-1991) 30 Episodes [ABC]

Vs.

The Prisoner (1967-1968) 17 Episodes [ITV]

This week brings us the battle of the supposedly cult TV shows that are actually very well known and loved by everyone. Not that it’s a bad thing. It’s just true. Sorry. Twin Peaks in particular has become a huge cultural touchstone both for my generation and the one (half generation?) directly preceding it. For the slightly older folks it was, surprisingly, one of the most popular shows on television. For us, it’s been a cool-kid rediscovery type thing that gets talked about in hushed tones and exultations. Mainly because it is really good. Also because it is weird, but mostly, I hope, because its good.

Slightly more on the freaky deaky Sci-Fi side is Patrick McGoohan’s dystopic penny farthing mind bender The Prisoner, which originally aired in the late 60s to great acclaim and has since been canonized by a very devoted and intense group of fans. Telling the story of prisoner Number 6 and his travails the Village, The Prisoner is weird and scary and confusing and great. Both these shows have scary towns. Were weirdly popular. Have intense followings. Ended prematurely. Are awesome. But you know how this game works. Choice is yours…

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Review: First Aid Kit – The Lion’s Roar

Tuesday, January 31st, 2012

First Aid KitThe Lion’s Roar (2012) [Wichita] // Grade: B+

There was a time in my life where I was very much into the music of artists like Conor Oberst, Neko Case, and Jenny Lewis. For a generation of kids who bullheadedly would define their musical tastes as “anything but country,” – like a passcode for entry into some club of good taste – those twang-ers in disguise were the best we could get as far as the special wonders of that so unfortunately misjudged genre. It may have been a cheap trick, but it was one done in earnest and with good intention, like a parent’s concealment of vegetables. Though I have since moved on from those artists, First Aid Kit’s second album The Lion’s Roar brought me back to that time. I would say it was an altogether pleasant experience.

However unlikely, First Aid Kit is actually the work of two Swedish sisters who despite their nordic origins were certainly weaned on a diet of Lorettas and Woodys instead of Bjorns and Bennys. The Lion’s Roar is a brisk and romantic listen full of go-for-the-gusto vocal harmonies and sepia strumming that puts you squarely in the back of a pick up truck on the way to drink Billy Beer at the lake with your best gal. Because they’re so open about their musical roots (check the wonderful paen “Emmylou” for proof), the sound never comes from a place of “cashing in” or commercializing an old sound, but rather reviving and celebrating it. Hell, I even enjoyed Conor Oberst’s brief appearance on album closer “King of the World” and that guy’s been bugging me for years.

Sometimes, like their contemporaries, they’re too cute by a half. I certainly could have done without the extended resolution listing that comprises “New Year’s Eve.” But all in all I found The Lion’s Roar to be a very successful exercise, not the least reason being it comes off as utterly casual despite coming from an unlikely source at an unfitting time. I would’ve said that right now there’s no need for an album like this. I imagine people in the 90s and early 2000s said the same things about country music. And yet here I am, listening to it again.

Buy it at Insound!

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