David Choe

December 26, 2010

So David Choe still blows my mind. He’s got a book out now too that’s pretty rad. It’s called “David Choe.” Check it out.


December 26, 2010

Speaking of snow, this was always my favorite scene from the Kill Bill films. The snow makes the courtyard seem so quiet and pure and I find the clunk of the water pump to be oddly satisfying. Then there’s the way the track kicks in right when O-Ren takes a step. And the sharp contrast of the blood on the snow. Gotta hand it to Quentin. He knows some shit about some shit. Matter of fact, this movie was the first I remember seeing and thinking about how impressed I was with the use of colors and lighting. Or maybe I was just high as balls. I don’t remember.

DJ Shadow’s Shadow

December 26, 2010

If someone is able to explain to me how Flying Lotus produces his records, I’ll give you a dollar. They’re arranged in a way that calls to mind the improvisational nature of jazz, but you get the feeling that each sound is so meticulously placed that if one screw came loose, the whole record would dissolve into chaos. It’s as if DJ Shadow were abducted by aliens, lived on a funkadelic spaceship for a few years, then returned to earth. No surprise that dude has John and Alice Coltrane’s blood pumping through his veins.

Take Computer Face for instance. Shit starts with an off-kilter dubstep beat that congeals into a hypnotic/bionic groove before almost spiraling out of control at the end. It’s like Organ Donor for the new millennium.

MmmHmm is so breezy that I almost forgot about the impending blizzard that’s supposed to turn New York into a snow globe tomorrow. Almost.

Computer Face



December 22, 2010

Sofia Coppola’s new film Somewhere comes out on Friday. I’m really looking forward to seeing it. The trailer is almost perfect…maybe it’s the fact that there’s hardly any dialogue and the melancholy Strokes tune pulls at your heartstrings.

If it’s anything close to Lost In Translation, I’ll be psyched. Love that film.

Saytunn Saytunnn Saytunnnn

December 7, 2010

Another Kanye West album that I hate to love. Dude’s music isn’t even really hip hop anymore. It’s just Kanye. And I think I’m ok with that.

A buddy and I were talking the other night about the Doors. How important they were to rock music when they came of age and how polarizing they were to the American public. We discussed the lack of such important artists in today’s music landscape, due in large part (duh) to the world wide internetweb and the ease with which music is shared/consumed, but also to the splicing of genres. Music is shared and sampled so quickly now that it’s become difficult to surprise an audience. Yet Kanye continues to surprise. Not so much with his Twitter antics or public outbursts, but with the consistency of his art. He’s a polarizing figure that makes great records.

At this moment in time, is Kanye the most important artist making pop music? Given his frequent references to MJ, I’m pretty sure Kanye thinks so. Maybe it’s time we listen.

This is my favorite track on the new record. I never thought I’d listen to a Rick Ross verse and think sick. Spinnin’ Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my j burnsssss….