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30.6.09

ZOMBIES!!!! They'll finger you for sure.



I finally watched the classic zombie movie the Evil Dead for the first time this week. It was a letdown. But there was one awkward scene that made me feel dirty where a girl gets raped by a tree. I'm surprised that hasn't happened yet on Law and Order: SVU . Speaking of rapist trees, this week I found out that Ian Curtis has risen from the grave as a monstrous black zombie and now fronts London post-punkers O. Children. Obviously by threatening to eat the brains of the rest of the band if they didn't comply, he's forced them to re-create the sounds of his old band, Joy Division. Though now he growls like Nick Cave, and with his new zombie powers, his ghoulish moans tear at your flesh until your bleeding hearts black on the ground and you become one of them, rotting, unholy, and thirsty for BRAINS!!!! and shit. Hectic.




O. Children - Dead Disco Dancer
O. Children - Smile (Demo)

We're teenagers and we're bored.


Let It Begin!

I'll start to post a few mixtapes I've gathered recently. The first up six carnt mixtape will supply soothing rockabilly beats. Flight facilities infuse Holy Ghost! trig and precision with their own sensuous nu-disco beats. Considering Holy Ghost have only recently released a sample of their new material, Flight Facilities are a more than sufficient fill-in. Their almost running amuck with their new found room to move and uncanny ability to collaborate within their nu-disco sound bites but fully fledged solid mixing abilities. Their Original material are a can't wait! Read Up more on Flight Facilities here from TooManySebastians (A daily blog bite for me).


Tracklisting:
01. Krazy Haldhead - Sweet Night
02. Dahlback & Dahlback - Rolle Niva
03. Jump - Funkatarium
04. Joakim - Lonely Hearts (Loving Hand Remix)
05. Whitest Boy Alive - 1517 (Morgan Geist Remix)
06. Lost Valentinos - Serio (Weird Tapes Remix)
07. Cut Copy - Far Away (Hercules & Love Affair Remix)
08. Cassius - Rock Number One (Leopold Gregory Remix)
09. ZZT - The Worm (Erol's not so crunchy edit)
10. Beni - Maximus (Black Version)
11. Compuphonic & Kolumbo - Antimatter
12. Bag Raiders - Shooting Stars (Kris Menace Dub)
13. The Lowbrows - Dream In The Desert (Flight Facilties Remix)
14. Sally Shapiro - I'll Be By Your Side (Tensnake Remix)
15. Louie Austen - Hoping (Herbert's High Dub)
16. Dj Mujava - Township Funk (Crazy P Remix)
17. Metro Area - Miura
18. Surkin - Next Of Kin (Todd Edwards Re-Kindled Mix)
19. Ian Pooley - Chord Memory (Daft Punk Remix)
20. Tiga - Far From Home (DFA Remix - Joakim Edit)
21. Bag Raiders - Turbo Love (Flight Facilities ft. Louie Austen Business Class Lounge Version)


28.6.09

Explodin Joe Coleman



Do not look at Joe Coleman's paintings while eating spaghetti and milk.
The man looks like a freakshow ringmaster from America's south, almost like a pedophilic uncle in the Texas Chainsaw Massacre family or something. He also has an "adopted" son, Junior, which naturally is a deformed but smiling foetus/baby in a jar, residing in a room in his apartment named 'The Odditorium' alongside other fucked up shit, like locks of serial killer's hair. In his younger days in the 70's during one of his performance art shows, he rigged real explosives to his body and threatened to blow himself up in front of the audience, and then preceded to throw frogs, crickets at them while he bit the heads off mice, which he hurled at them too. To finish his performance, he pulled a loaded shotgun on them.


Kodak Family Moment - Joe, wife Whitney, son Junior, and what looks like a stuffed Fidel Castro.


He paints fucked-up but obviously interesting subjects of that nature too (think Charles Manson, Hell, torture...all the cool stuff in life) in a style that wouldn't look out of place in MAD Magazine. But it is the detail in which he creates these beasts that is fucking amazing. They are so intricate, and there is so much going on all over the place, it is like reading a story. Or trying to find that elusive bastard Wally in a Where's Wally book while getting distracted by all the other funny stuff happening all over the place. I can't come to imagine how long it would take to create them. Joe is possibly the most interesting person I will never get to meet. Simply because I would be too pussy to ever talk to him.






Some of these pictures aren't large enough and don't show you enough of the detail, but sorry that's the best that I could find. Check out his website though....

www.joecoleman.com

What I've Done' Across This New Divide


(My evening muse)

So I've come out of family hibernation having limited contact with my friends or gf for that matter. Not cool but I couldnt do much about it.While hanging with the fam, I got to see the new 'Transformers : Revenge of the Fallen'. It's an awesome movie with attitude and style, gleaming toys and robots, cinematically talented creations, shots and explosions coupled with blockbuster wit and humor. The lack of bright and intriguing plot adds to the overall experience. Critics state "it has no brains". Damn right it doesn't. But hold on. The movie is about robots, better yet transformers and they don't need brains. They're bad-ass action infused creatures that highly entertain. The human element merely installing the ensemble cast. Director Michael Bay has an extremely entertaining and winning formula, demonstrating his knack for extracting the immensity of every shot fusing it with stylistically superior and commercially unique sequences. This film has everything you want to have in it. It's That simple really. I enjoyed it and because of that, I fell in tune with Linkin Park and their blockbuster tagalong track/s, harking back to the great 90's blockbusters with the accompanying release tied rock/pop anthems, namely to serve as a new way for waning bands or individuals to be 'rediscovered' ie. Aerosmith with their 'Armageddon' (Also a Michael Bay film) tag along "Don't wanna miss a thing"


Michael Bay is still manufacturing and reinventing the summer blockbuster, every new one, improving on the last, producing and enhancing the entertainment factor and giving us what we want for our 'visual pleasure'. He's cutting edge technically and cinematically. Just don't count on him ever writing one of his movies, let alone caring who writes them. I imagine the deaf have alot more fun at his films. Kind of. Visually speaking.

So these Linkin Park tracks are kick-ass. Nuff said. It's my soundtrack to the week.


Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen; Linkin Park - New Divide


27.6.09

Dreams Can Come True

This will be me in exactly one months time.



I just got a Splendour ticket off QJump!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe I got through after only two attempts. Fuck yeah.

Shit. Now I have to get work off.....

"I am the Party Pooper"


Mckinley and I at the New South Wales Art Gallery. Inspired by Ace Ventura.



Update on my little brother and his amazing mad-cunt ways.


  • He turned 12 the other week. Almost a teenager like me! For his birthday I gave him a pair of Vans and officially let him have my electric guitar I never play. I bet he gets somebody pregnant in his first year of high school (haha just kidding. He's still really shy around girls. Who isn't?).

  • He finally started a band with three friends. The drummer is his best friend, the singer is this kid who used to be his enemy (I miss having 'enemies', like in primary school), and the bassist is some random kid. Mix (my brother's nickname, short for McKinley, as in the Alaskan mountain), is the axeman. He told me on the phone that they kind of suck right now, but just did need more practice. No band name as of yet.

  • He is seeing AC/DC with his best friend in Sydney next year when they come out. His friend's Dad and older brother's are taking him. Seeing as though Mum got an extra ticket for me, in case I'm still in the country, I will be tagging along, despite the fact I loathe AC/DC. Thinking about it now, I'm actually excited. Holy shit!! I hope it turns out to be an adventure, ala Detroit Rock City!!!!!!! Either way, a part of me really wants to get him drunk for the concert. Though that would be ridiculously irresponsible right? Wrong. It would be irresponsible not to, while we fist pump all as one to the 'Oi's' during 'TNT'. I think it is going to be an intense bro-bonding experience. There is probably going to be tears.

26.6.09

Forever Young MJ




This morning at work I had a moment I have only experienced twice, so far, in my life. The first occurred a few years ago at school, just as the bell had rung for the last period of the day, when an older guy ran through the playground literally screaming that Steve Irwin had died. The second time was on the morning of my 17th birthday when I woke up to my Dad telling me Heath Ledger had died. When I was cutting up fruit this morning, I experienced it for the third time. A workmate told me Michael Jackson had died of a heart attack.


At first I dismissed it just as a rumour, a hoax, or figured she was fucking with me. Though on my break, enjoying a particularly sweet Gala apple, I messaged a friend for word on the street, hoping the lady was just a filthy liar. The apple turned out to be bittersweet. She wasn't lying. I broke down.

Now, it's not like I have grown up with MJ's music or anything. I can only faintly remember his last single, You Rock My World, coming out when I was in primary school. No, this aural love affair began six years ago, way back in Year 7, when something possessed me to buy his singles album, 'Michael Jackson: Number Ones'. That same afternoon, with socks on, I began to teach myself to moonwalk around the house.

Every song on that album transported me to a disco paradise in my head, that for some reason looked like Beverley Hills in the 80's, filled with bikini-clad women and lots of swimming pools. It was all so beautiful; from early MJ, like disco-chill-out Rock With You, to Thriller, which scared me with its werewolves howling and vampires growling, all the way to Black Or White, which set my heart burning for an equal world . Michael's spirit had somehow gotten inside of me. It has stayed there ever since.

Don't remember Michael as the pedophile skeleton he was portrayed as in the media over the past 15 years. Remember him as the little brown angel with the killer afro, just singing and chilling with his family. Forever young.

In Year 8 when I got my first mobile, I recorded my voicemail message with Don't Stop Til You Get Enough as the introduction. It has remained the exact same message to this very day.

Michael, if heaven is anything like Neverland, I'll come ride the rides and climb trees with you.







Michael Jackson - Get On The Floor (Holy Ghost! Edit)

25.6.09

100% Pure Adrenaline




Surfing + Keanu Reeves' surfer dude schtick + the name 'Johnny Utah' + "babes" + Gary Busey + one-liners + Sky-diving = the most bro-tastic action movie. Ever.



I love the 90's so much I want to take it around the back of the high school and get it pregnant. This was released in 1991 the same year I was squeezed out into this world, so I feel like I have some form of eternal bond to it. Also, I think that Lori Petty who plays Keanu's girl, Tyler, and is also in Free Willy, was my first dream girl ever.

If you havent sat down and watched this in a sweaty room full of testicles and flowing beer, you haven't really hit puberty yet.





"The correct term is babes, sir"

24.6.09

Your sooooo Coool



Fred Falke. Huf. Nightwaves.
A few of my favorite things right now.

Moreso this whole 'dreamwave' mixtape business. Its all abit so sudden to me and yet enthralling. Definitely one of my latest new found interests, 'Dreamwave Mixtapes' made with a flowing synth sensation and meticulously cued track selection, tres exciting stuff.
The prime perpetrator here is Nightwaves, who embody those late night LAX rhythm and hues, its beats, the atmosphere and the shades. Retooling 80's palm trees and sunsets, the tunes are a great compliment to any mixtape that accompanies you on your journey for a night out or post-party and pre-crashing. The journey home with the rising LA sun or the journey there, with the descending light, Nightwaves is your out.



Tracklisting:
1. NightWaves - August in G#
2. Fred Falke & Alan Braxe - Automatic
3. Cut Copy - Far Away (Bag Raiders Remix)
4. NightWaves - Invincible (Snow Picnic Remix)
5. The Whitest Boy Alive - Golden Cage (Fred Falke Remix)
6. Fear Of Tigers - Layers
7. Mirrors - Look At Me
8. Daft Punk - Emotion (Binary's Werewolf By Night Remix)
9. Shazam - Luckier
10. Phoenix - Lisztomania (Classixx Version)
11. NightWaves - She's Electric (Vega Italo Dub)
12. Casio Social Club - Count Your Lucky Stars (Diogenes Club Remix)
13. Keenhouse - Civic Transit (Anoraak LAX Remix)
14. Van She - Changes (G.L.O.V.E.S Remix)
15. Debbie Deb - Lookout Weekend
16. Fabian - Heatwave
17. NightWaves - In August Revisited




Noo Bloc Party - 'One More Chance'.



I heard this for the first time
this morning at 5am on Triple J, in the shower. Do you ever dance in the shower? I'm not ashamed to say I do. It's like having a Beer Shower, but you dance. Bloc Party have gone all 90's House on us. It sounds like Bloc Party produced by Surkin; which are pretty much my two favourite things ever so I fucking love it. I feel kind of sorry for the drummer and the bassist though, because they do shit all these days. It seems like Kele wants to just ditch them and start Djing by himself. I just realised 90's House sounds like the only music you hear being played in gay clubs, in movies. Like Strange Bedfellows for example. Haha, that movie was terrible.


Bloc Party - One More Chance

23.6.09

Bloody Extra-'Ordinary '

Red Riders - Ordinary (Directed by Ryan Frazer) from Moop Jaw on Vimeo.


Pure happiness injected through the ears. So good it's got Bekay hooked. Kinda like the Go-Betweens, but better. Almost.

20.6.09

I waved to Bradford Cox on my way to work yesterday

Brad being all mental illness and stuff.

Yo , so I was walking down Crown St in Surry Hills on my way to work to sell the best damn fruit and vegies in Sydney, yesterday, and who was on the other side of the street tying his shoes....but Bradford Cox the lead singer of Deerhunter of course! So when he looked up, I frantically waved to him like a doped up maniac, my arms were everywhere. At first he thought I was waving to someone behind him so he turned around for a few seconds, then did the "Who me?" thing and pointed at himself. When I just kept waving, because I didn't know what else to do, he just gave a nervous smile, returned the wave, then the lights changed and he kept walking along his side of the street. I think I scared him a bit because I must have looked retarded. I was almost late to work in my girlish excitement, (not to mention I almost pissed my pants) but oh well, I was really happy with the moment. I'm guessing he was checking out the hood and it's colourful sights before his Atlas Sound gig a few hours later in Redfern.

Brad at the gig at Manning Bar last Thursday being normal. Unfortunately.

Bekay and meself saw Bradford (I was also scared if I had the chance to talk to him, whether to call him Bradford or 'Brad') in Deerhunter last Thursday at the Manning Bar, and they were awesome. Save for a kinda boring middle part where I wanted to sit down and the "cute couple" in front were making me want to spew all over them for being so damn cute, the show was great. But I was kind of let down because I kept hoping Bradford was going to do something wacky and go apeshit. Karen O said that seeing Deerhunter was akin to "a religious experience", but I think Karen O lies a bit too much. Though I don't mean the show wasn't incredible. The best part came in the encore, when Bradford finally started chatting to the crowd. He's a fucking funny guy. When he told us that he was mutually dissapointed with our lack of internationally-renowned-rowdy-Aussie-behaviour he'd heard so much about (that sounds ridiculously wanky but I am too dumb right now to think of another description) , it made me feel bad. I realised that we were treating each other almost like freakshows, and felt that we needed to put on a show for him, as much as he did for us. I think if we as a crowd were crazier, the band would have been too. Dammit, we should've taken our shirts off and moshed and shit. When Bradford asked what final song we wanted to hear, somebody shouted out 'Operation', so they ended with that, even though he jokingly told us we had "wasted" our last song because I'm guessing he doesn't like the song. Deerhunter are playing again tonight at the Annandale hotel. It's too late to tell you to go I suppose, cos it is probably sold out, but fuck it, GO NOW!

I'm rambling now, and shit!! should be getting ready to head to Bekay's apartment to get drunk and krunk before we head to Oxford Arts to see Classixx. I'm going to miss my motherfucking train!!! again.

18.6.09

Here we go again :})

Holy fucking shitballs.



There is another Boys Noize Records Night coming up at the Metro on August 29th!
The first one at the Forum back in January was one of the most insane DJ gigs I have ever seen. Even better than Daft Punk. I shit you not.

Even though this one is lacking the presence of his highness, Boys Noize himself, it undoubtedly will blow your tits off. It doesn't matter who is playing, and yes there will be the obligatory shirtless meatheads there, but embrace it all. Become one with the terrible people.


Get tickets HERE!!!!!! and shit your pants with me. Because it will be that good.

17.6.09

Next Summer....

Set For a Summer 2010 release.
Although this goodness is already here:

16.6.09

For Real now.

In 1989 (or should i say 2015?) We witnessed a legend..

OG Nike air McFly, never to be made again....
But in the meanwhile:

Unpacked these Bad Boys today.

'McFly' inspired colourway.
Love the way it shines...the closest thing to the next best thing.


14.6.09

Teaser.


Coming Soon to TVITC...

Ollie's Believe It Or Not 2#



Bekay's shits smelled like Red Bull yesterday, apparently.

12.6.09

Ollie's Believe It Or Not 1#



Bekay likes to listen to his Ipod in the bathroom.

*Bekay edited this


10.6.09

"Elvis was a hero to most, But he never meant shit to me you see, Straight up racist that sucker was, Simple and plain, Motherfuck him and John Wayne"



This album makes me ashamed to be white. That is how amazingly it physically assaults your ears.




This song is on It Takes A Nation of Millions To Hold Us Back, which is the album before Fear Of A Black Planet. Public Enemy could have started the coolest revolution ever. How the fuck did Flava Flav end up with his own tv show on something as terrible and unholy as MTV in 2009? Who stole the soul?!

9.6.09

He Lives.


DJ ET on his way home (jeez I'm lame)

Hey hey hey I’m not dead! I think Bekay was starting to think something was wrong because I didn’t reply to his text (because of a lack of credit) but alas my heart is still beating.

We Love Sounds was pretty good. Like not fucking fantastic, but worth the money. Almost. Unfortunately, I didn’t see anyone at all I planned on seeing, like Bobmo, Guns N’ Bombs or Passions. Except Armin Van Buuren, a trance DJ who did a 5 hour set and I know nothing about, was absolutely insane. And there were a lot of the usual festival dickheads everywhere. That’s all I have to say about that.

But what about the fucking Parklife lineup! I think it is the closest thing to the Toxic Versailles dream lineup. Hey, Toxic Versailles sounds like a great name for a festival! Bekay, let’s make one. Involving midgets. The acts in bold are my picks :) God will obviously make some serious conflicting set times just to fuck with me.

Aeroplane
Art vs Science
The Aston Shuffle
A-Trak
AutoKratz
Beni
Bertie Blackman
Busy P (DJ & host)
Claude VonStroke
The Cool Kids
Crystal Castles
Empire of the Sun

Erol Alkan

The Glimmers
Junior Boys
Kaskade
La Roux
Lady Sovereign
Little Boots
Metric
Metronomy
MSTRKRFT

The Rapture

Tiga

Shazam

8.6.09

It's all a bit much really.

Yo little Diddy, get yo game on and help a brother out! Go Kobe!


In other news: This week me n Ollie have our work cut out for us as we venture to a double, perhaps even a triple header of gigs and night out. Starting Thursday night with Atlanta's own, Deerhunter, then over to the Cutters record night friday to cheer on some new late night disco tunes from Knightlife. However Saturday night remains open, but there 2 most likely ops. A continuation of late night beats with G.L.O.V.E.S playing locally or, for even later night beats, the 'Save FBI allnighter'.
I'm thinking photo evidence for this. Or not. 
Good tunes to be had by all nonetheless.


Also at this point in time I'm unaware of Ollie and his physical state after the long weekend and We love'. I think it wise to leave it for him to fill in the blanks.


4.6.09

POP! Video 2.0

MGMT has a knack for peculiarity and showmanship, expressing the very deity that is glam pop.
Hence I was no more than alittle taken back by their new and very belated visual decoder of their albatross 'Kids'. Yes this just hit viral aka just released. In this particular case however, MGMT doesn't disappoint. The music vid is twisted, artistic, avant-garde, impressive, dislodging, archaic, disproportional and alien, just like an otherworldly freakshow. Nevertheless I think its disturbingly impressive. 

From MGMT :  "The bona fide release of the o-fficial video for the authoritative song known succinctly as 'Kids'....the process of creating this video was nearly as convoluted and veiny as the general style of this here letter of introduction. As jerry Garcia once rudely remarked about the eventual and unavoidable filling in (with sand) of the historic United States Grand Canyon - 'what a long strange rip its been.' "



I think I might have nightmares now.....

1.6.09

POP! Video.

Something to keep you entertained during the rest of the week....

Schwartzman + Corny & Comic teen adages + Saved by the Bell = 'Yo Teach..!'



Fittingly, here's the imagined TV theme music for Yo Teach..! courtesy of Ted & Francis.