Thursday, October 29, 2009

Hud Mo


Alright so, I was supposed to come on here and post about the Jay-Z concert Vancouver edition; I was told to give the "somewhat sober female perspective". I thought about it, and all it would have consisted of would have been my sex dream ft. Jay-Z and Pharrell coming to life, so I thought I'd spare you all and talk about something else.


Hudson Mohawke (aka Hudson Mo, DJ Itchy or Hud Mo, and no I'm not making this up) is a DJ from Glasgow, Scotland. He started spinning at the ripe age of 15 and has now just released his first album called Butter. These are all just fine details to me, the real juice is this song called FUSE. It's the ultimate. Good in all possible scenarios: studying, walking, breathing, etc.


The other noticable work by Hud Mo (seriously, what a name) is a song called Ooops! It's a cover of a quite memorable early 2000s hit that some of you may remember sneaking a listen to while you're parents weren't around. I highly suggest taking a gander to this young prodigy, real talk.

Hudson Mohawke- FUSE


Saturday, October 24, 2009

Check the Crowd Reaction


So I attended Jay-Z last thursday.
So I don't remember Jay-Z last Thursday.
Remember in Kingpin when they coin the phrase "Munson'd"
I got "Gerwitzermener'd."
Top five concerts of my life.
What I do remember was stealing three bags of Twizzlers and tossing them into the crowd.
Some people make it rain with c-notes, I make it rain with candy ropes. Feel Me?
Though I couldn't see J (not due to bad seats, due to lack of vision)
I could feel the Charisma.
I'm just about positive the smallest venue he will play on the tour was our okanagan oasis.
He closed with "Forever Young."
Thanks for making it out Mr.Carter.

Though I didn't get the chance to analyze the details of the setlist I did get thoroughly reminded how to party. Here is my sure-fire way to get the fuck down.

1. Wake Up (This is key)
2. Eat copious amounts of bread, preferably bagels, and line up 4 full glasses of water and do a single man/woman steamboat- Listen to This
3. Masterbate (I don't know how this works for women)
4. Get some light beer (How bout cold certifieds) go golfing.
5. Play 18 holes, converse, socialize.
6. Book a hotel room near the venue to be attended. (The fewer the beds the better)
7. Pick up a disposable Camera and some wine on the way to the pre drinking arena.
8. Order the greasiest zza in the league, play Rock Band.
9. Make T-Shirts. ("What you eat don't make me shit", "Hopefully theyll menage before I reach my garage.")
10. Hit the Hotel room-Listen to This
11. Group Shotgun (The gayer the better)
12. Show. (Take your shirt off at least 3 times)
13. ______________________________ lick someone's face- This
14. Arby's Beef and Ched
15. Continental breakfast
16. Ruin Room-Listen to This (Hard boiled eggs are great for making a fun mess and waking up friends)
17. Call your Mom


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Much Love


Sunday, October 11, 2009

Ave.


The artist Bibio does not work strictly out of one genre, in fact he doesn’t even limit his sound to several genres, he covers damn near all of them on his debut record. If this album truly is Ambivalence Avenue than his neighbors must be J Dilla, Crystal Castles, Fleet Foxes, Radiohead and a whole bunch of beautiful girl next doors.

What is unified front to back on the record is its mood. It is an album that communicates not with the lyrics it presents, but the atmosphere it creates with its tongue in cheek melodies and rhythms. Many songs start as a tune that someone is humming in the room next door before morphing into musical journeys to places you know you have been, but have since forgotten. No one track gets too big to drown out the others and no track is too small to disappear or be forgotten. The scale is in perfect balance, no sooner have you opened your eyes from singing along to an inspired folk hymn than started unconsciously nodding to soul samples over muddled drums and a funky, driven bass line.

“Haikuesque” sounds like the conversation you have with yourself when you lose someone you love. An echoing guitar loop that evokes recollection of a lover, it’s the conversation you feel too fragile to share.

“S’Vive” opens with the sound of a wind up toy that lights up like a constellation in your ears before getting complimented by a perfectly matched lower end of bouncing drums and screwy bass. Different melodic vocals make pleasuring cameos to keep the song moving in its fantastic, experimental direction. Through all of this though, the foot-tapping magic keeps rolling.

Bibio seems to have extensive knowledge of many of the instruments used on AA and he also knows exactly how to get you to groove without ever having a drink in your hand. Do yourself a favor and spend a little time on the Ave., it will be your most honest dance yet.

Highlights: Fire Ant, S’Vive, and Haikuesque

FF: 7.9

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Hi-eh-tus



First off, apologies for residing in a googleless cave for the last two months, I think the last time I contributed carefree words to this space Mr.West was still contemplating how he could help make an MTV awards show worth watching. Imagine if Justin had a ripped off Taylor Swift's nipple concealing garment instead of Janet's? That's something I wouldn't mind seeing. Divide your age by two and add seven?... just barely. My crude crushes aside, I am glad I can get back on here to needlessly spill my musical opinion equally in all directions for your cautious eyes and ears. I actually spent some time on a plane recently where I attempted to...er.... review a record? I know, shits been done before eh? I tried to come up with a unique method of grading the art I was absorbing mile high and came up with something mind-blowing... a scale of 1 to 10. Hooh. You should come to FF more often, the guy leaves for two months and heroically returns with the least creative way to express opinions known since pen first busted it's ball-pointed nut onto paper. Though I am not a fan of spicy food, I like pretty much everything else in my life to be as zesty as possible and I'll try to keep rock the reviews with a heated kick.

I wanna give a big heynow to my comrade Double A for bringing some female perspective to this estrogen starved wasteland in my absence. I don't get to see cherries getting popped very often, let alone ones of the blog variety. Much love A-Ville.

As for today's news, two things for ya. A rap album I have a Broner for, and a local, gay act which I have a very, very, flacid penis for, but love. If you hit the Dreamboat Myspace page give 'Sunbathin' a listen, it's so good you might forget summer is almost over.

Hope you can get down with em. Album review tomorrow. Yes!