
Look.. Another day, another dollar. Another day, another blog post. Now that I have been working for what most people my age would consider a fair amount of time (20 months of full time work over 4 months), I can safely say that you feel a certain amount of invincibility when you get paid every second week. It is that extra security, that extra padding in your bank account that will usually cause you to make an ill-advised purchase and spend a little more than you were planning to at the local strip club. Not that this is a problem, after all the saying goes, “all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”.
Now my strife of the week… I was born and raised in what most people would consider a small town (80 000 people). Now that might sound like an alarming high number to some folk but when I can safely safe there is essentially no civilization for 3.5 hours in any direction, you can classify it as a small town. Now in this small town you are allowed a certain amount of jaywalking, or just crossing half the street as you wait for the oncoming car to pass. Basically, it boils down to basic traffic control and behavior. I have been living in Toronto for a few weeks now and drivers here suck more ass than they do back home (mind you pedestrians always think drivers suck). I’m walking across the road at 730am when I don’t have a walk signal. I cross half the road and stop, staring at the oncoming car waiting for him to pass.. He stops, honks his horn, and swears and gets out of his car. Maybe I’m not used to Toronto culture yet or maybe there can’t be much trust placed in the majority of pedestrians here (probably the case) but I am pretty damn sure that a person that is staring at your car isn’t going to run in front of your car and yell “PEEKABOO” and take an early trip to the grave.
Anyways, blah blah blah, my blog is about music as well as being an outlet for all the things that piss me off or make me happy on a day to day basis. Let me know how you feel about this. I guess if I put the shoes on the other feet, I can kind of see his point, but noooo, the shoes don’t fit me.. That’s always the problem. Really though, I used roller blades that were 4 sizes to small a few weeks ago and I have real nasty roadrash to show for it.
TUNESSSSSSSSS BELOW!
J. Rabbit - Shot Of Bruschotti
Who the hell is J. Rabbit? And what the hell is bruschotti? Can’t tell you I know other than it is of Italian decent. But the track is a beast in its own right and wouldn’t you know it, it was released for freeee. This is one of those tracks that balances so many elements in a pure evil equilibrium. BPM switch up, synths clashing and smashing each other in their figurative faces. After this, I definitely want a shot of whatever bruschotti is.
The last track off of Felix Cartal’s sophomore album, Different Faces, has a fitting name. My god I love this. The drop incorporates what I make out to be a chopped up, looping voice clip. The intro starts out and you’re like, “cool man this is glitchy, this is revolutionary house”. Then all of a sudden you are prompted with dramatic piano hums, and then the looping synth comes back, and then the drum kicks get faster and faster letting you know the drop is coming and then….. AHHH. (Bonus hint, you may have noticed in Feazy’s tracks the drops have different patterns after each 4 bar set, see if you can catch it)
This is an oldie. One that has been saved from back in the days where I would keep multiple techno playlists on Youtube. When I went back to check these playlists for a good ole nostalgic romp, this was one of the only ones that hadn’t been ripped off of Youtube and taken down. So I listened, remembered the second half of the song (the buildup and drop, as I have said so many times in the past) and then I found a full quality version and play it loud as I can. Also you nerds (myself included) should try to crack what the 1 0 1 1 0 chanting translates to.
Funky disco house origins… Infused with a slap happy deep ass bass line.. Some vocal chanting that would remind you of the days of the Ancient Catholic church.. That is the recipe for Jacques Lu Cont’s big banger. Guaranteed you will have the main hook solidified in your mind before the song finishes even once. The chords pulse only to accentuate the strong bass line and I tell you… I guarantee that you will be singing electronic sounds. This song does that.
The one that I found a couple days ago but isn’t officially released yet but I had to post anyways because it is a monster and makes me wish I had more ear hairs:
Felix Cartal - Black To White (Clockwork Remix)
I just realized that I post a lot of Felix Cartal. Well that is a bold faced lie because I knew I did it this whole time. But can you blame me. His originals spit hot fire, his remixes chill you to the bone, and his tracks are perfectly remixable for the man they call Clockwork. These two young guns are currently on a massive North American tour and this track has been absolutely decimating clubs. The siren kills it; the oldest sample in the book. It drops this nasty sound and the siren gives you a perfect excuse to pump your fist. But wait it isn’t over, the siren pumps up to a level over 9000 and makes you want to rip your arm out of its socket and launch it high in the air.
-MG








