Electronic beats, sonic diffusion and psychoacoustics from 1983, as manufactured by a private laboratory in Finland. Thanks to Matti J.M.
Dance floor fave from India, 1983.
Here’s a poke in the ribs for those waving flags in squares in patriotic frenzy, ready to fight against immigrants, the EU or whatever they currently hate. Of course the 1981 track gets it’s message across only to the very small percentage of the world’s population who understand the Finnish language but trust me, we got enormous amounts of morons here who should give it a listen. – not a bad dance track in any case.
There’s an exhibit called Radical Disco: Architecture and Nightlife in Italy, 1965-1975 at the ICA in London right now. Most of the interiors on show are long gone, no trace of any past glories remain on the face of the earth. No matter. Totally forgotten disco interiors from the seventies remain intact elsewhere in clubs still active today. A two hour drive north from Helsinki, in a very small community called Sysmä, The Uoti Club continues to thrive. The name Uoti is an ancient Fenno-Ugric (?) translation of Saint George, a soldier in the Roman army who later became canonized as a Christian martyr. I would love to present an Overfitting Disco night at the Uoti, playing the most obscure material possible, such as this slab of Soviet strangeness salvaged from a store in Tallinn, Estonia earlier this year.
2 very nice tunes from the German Kraut band Cogwheel or Coghweel as it’s spelled on the Slide-Projection 7 inch. The Latin Glass tune is from their ( as far as i know) only LP -Sightsound.
What does it take for a guy to be so macho he’s off the Man Scale? Chest hair, moustache, mega superstud attitude? Whatever you think you got, Paul Simul got more. For starters check that HOT pair of beige boots ready to walk all over you. And what about the voice, and the choice of the tune! Seriously strong in all departments.
Planning to visit Finland in November? Why not if you’re into darkness. Last November the sun shined about 5 hours here in Turku. Can’t say that I’ve noticed any difference this year. I’ve been listening to dark industrial records at 100 bpm. Anything faster or happier feels disturbing. Why Club Lido then? I tried it at 33, but it still sounded too cheesy and sunny. So here it is for the happy people at 130 bpm with vocals and violins.
We would very much like to arrange a party at one of the most iconic townhouses in New York, the Paul Rudolph-designed building at 101 East 63 Street. In 1974 the property was bought by American fashion designer Halston who turned it into a playground for the likes of Bianca Jagger, Andy Warhol, Grace Jones, all sorts of fashionistas and rentboys and Liza Minnelli.
It would be fitting to start the event with music illustrating the early years of the decadent N.Y disco scene, first with fast beats and tracks with luxurious orchestration. Then, during Bolly and hors d’oeuvers, we could play something more relaxed. The fast section contains the great, very long half-instrumental version of the often injustly ignored Claudja Barry tune “Why Must A Girl Like Me”.
The house is currently for sale. The price is 40 million dollars.
The title has absolutely nothing to do with combustible herbage says Steve Cropper. It was just named after a cat called Green Onions, whose moves inspired the riff. Google for more explanations or just let the slowed down voice of Nina nourish your imagination.
It almost sounds like the name of a whisky, but it isn’t. Instead, coming in at the very end of an era (perhaps a bit overdue), is a nice, breezy piece of disco by Swedish Anders Glenmark and his uncle Bruno. At the time, both had long since paid their dues, in and around the career of ABBA, but I hope they will also be remembered for this one.
Lift those glasses high and take in the magnificent view from Skåne riviera.
“We became addicted to disco. We went to the Toilet. We went to Crisco’s. These were the places. Toilet, Crisco’s, the Vault, the Mineshaft, the Anvil. Mineshaft had tubs where people would defecate into the tubs with men in them, and there were levels of, like, Dante’s Inferno. So you went lower and lower, and some men wore masks because they were doing such terrible sex acts they wanted no one to see their faces.
Once, friends of mine were getting married, and I remember I went to the temple and the rabbis were all blessing the people, and I couldn’t go right in because I had to check my face for pubic hairs.” – Flaunt magazine.
Yes, Manhattan was great in 1976 when Michael Holm (real name Lothar Bernhard Walter) realesed his Zwei Gesichter album.
Everyone in Poland knows all about Anna Jantar so it’s about time the rest of the world gets hip to her too. Here are two of the top tunes from the last album she made, recorded in 1979 before her death in a plane crash. Thanks to Weronica Banaszek and Adrian Lindéz for giving me the wax.