Whipping cosmic classic for those into spacing out at 90 bpm.
For those into slow motion disco.
This vinyl collection of previously unrealesed electronic tracks from 1981 till 2015 has been available on Discom label for a few months now. As it’s a strictly limited realese do yourself a favour and get a copy right away. You will definitely not want to miss the two Miha Kralj masterpieces that open the album. Take a listen for proof. The rest of the material is less disco but interesting nevertheless, and that sleeve! Your all-white neo-minimalist flat-cum-gallery living space demands you frame it.
The 80s were about wearing black on black, not exhanging bodily fluids, forgetting about New York and flying to London instead. Grace Jones and Pedro Almodóvar made immense impact. The best fonts were by Neville Brody, seen in magazines like Face and the Arena. From France, Philippe Starck emerged as the new designer god. Communism fell, MTV was born and there was famine in Ethiopia. Nights were spent on watching horror movies in cinemas and ultraviolent Hong Kong gangster films on vhs but people still danced on weekends. Computers took over. Anything else…no, that’s pretty much it.
The sounds? Here’s some of the right stuff in a mix.
It’s essentially the spiritual sequel to The Unnamed Avenger Minimix. It’s still as strange and for sure totally lacks direction. This time we trade cosmic luchadores and Bollywood fighters for Afro super sentais. Sort of. Enjoy.
The Unnamed Avenger Minimix 2 (right-click to save)
Kudos to Jussi and Discotruper for part of the selection. (more…)
Finally it’s here, a new record by the cosmic force behind Den Haan’s epic Gods From Outer Space album, and it’s a cause for celebration. The familiar dynamics are intact and the tone is as hedonistic as ever but the music does not loop back on itself. Strides are taken toward a new destination, somewhere resembling the Almerian region in Spain where the legendary spaghetti westerns were shot.
Three of the four tracks on my demo pressing ascend to frenzied, laser synth peaks with rolling thunder basslines, haunting melodies, moody whistling sounds and all around weirdness and toughness. Then there’s one mellow tune that pours dark, delicious tasting liquids over your naked body as you squirm with pleasure. Everything you hear presents a full manifestation of carefully constructed ideas and is executed with technical four-on-the-floor finesse.
Here’s a taster of the stuff. You’ll want it all, obviously. It’ll be available soon.
The high operatic notes reached by Waylon on his record Crème de la Crème have been documented here several times as has been the output of Sylvester. Now let’s hear it for Klaus Nomi, born as Klaus Sperber in Immerstadt, Bavaria. Nomi was a one-time usher at the Deutsche Oper in Berlin, as well as a performer at a gay discothèque Kleist Casino, before moving to New York in 1972 where he became legendary in the city’s art and club scenes.
The voice you hear is a falsetto, not a castrato. A castrato singer’s voice is the result of a castration done before puberty.
The creation of castrati singers became popular first in Rome during the mid-16th century, when the pope banned women singing in churches or on the stage. Italian boys with promising voices would be taken to a back-street barber-surgeon, drugged with opium, and placed in a hot bath. The expert would snip the ducts leading to the testicles, which would wither over time. By the early 1700s, it is estimated that around 4,000 boys a year were getting the operation. Some lived thru the mutilation and many died from complications. Few became celebrated singers.
The high notes of a pre-pubescent boy wafting from the lungs of an adult were said to sound magical and ethereal. The prowess came from an increased breath capacity. The lack of testosterone allowed the skeleton to continue to grow beyond what was normal. Limbs would elongate. As would ribs. This was why castrati had such exceptional lung power. Nobody now actually knows what a castrato singer sounded like, as the practice became illegal in 1861, before recordings could be produced.
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The music is from Germany, made in 1981.
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.
The veil between the living and the dead is thinnest at Samhain, the original Halloween when hills ran red with the blood of children and animals. Here now are dark and depressing dance songs to put you into that original spirit for the coming night, music about the living dead, pestilence, drugs, despair and madness. First up is naturally Diamanda Galas herself whose works include recordings The Litanies of Satan and The Divine Punishment, as well as the book The Shit of God, published in 1996.