Irresistible psychic beach sounds to keep up the hope there will be next summer despite all this darkness. In the picture once again my favourite beach at cape Kolka in Latvija.
A few days ago I spotted a leaking hydraulic pipe in my car. Naturally my first reaction was that all things come to an end and my beloved magic carpet would be dead forever. Thankfully cigarettes, alcohol and happy people encouraged me to fix it. It was sort of fun to wallow in LHM-fluids under the car in order to attach a replacement pipe to the system. Now the road is open again! So, where next? Maybe to spot some castle ruins or abandoned buildings in the forest. As much as I love road tripping, I’d really really love to try cycling again (a motivation deprivation after all those years with bad knees and still bad knees). Everything is such addictive fun with bicycles. For example as a child I remember riding through the sheets. Unfortunately there’s no picture to prove it, but it did happen… maybe once, until it was forbidden as about anything that was fun. That’s why you have to settle for a still from Vera Chytilovás Ovoce stromu rajských jíme (Fruit of Paradise). Soundscape from a classic Biddu 45 played at wrong speed.
Nights are gradually getting darker and the nightly trips to the nearest lakes feel much more dreamy. My favourite swimming spot is located about one hour drive from Turku. The road includes a short highway passage and twisty floating roads in the forest. Here are a few grooves tested on those roads. Some already approved on the dance floor too.
I had nothing better to do tonight than drive pointlessly around the small country roads. Usually I like to go for a refreshing swim, but tonight I was feeling too lazy for anything that sensible. As I can’t afford a car with sexy engine noises it was something from the stereos then. If it sounds groovy in the car it sounds groovy anywhere? Here are a few examples tested. Sound qualities vary from vg- to near mint. Enjoy!
This classic psych tune started to play in my head when wandering at the endless beaches of Kolka, Latvija. Black Sand from the same album is more dancefloor oriented with beautifully bounding drum and wah-wahs.
Bloggers list their current or eternal faves. It’s all here, from cheap one euro finds to collectable obscurities to tracks mirroring their hard-to-explain personal obsessions.
Rinaldo’s Band – Campasino (instrumental)
Desert Express – Disco Piper
Los Bomberos – Ninas
Banzai & Les Glodettes – Viva America / Rythm America
Prince Albert Orchestra – Try To Satisfy Me (12”)
Tonight at 8 CET direct from Lowpass/Stengade in Copenhagen, Nixxon the disc jockey! Join the party!
“Ever since I was a young boy,
I’ve been into the disco ball.
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have seen them all.
But I ain’t seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall…
That weird, odd and sick kid
We’re sure gonna have a ball!
He never stands like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean.
He plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That weird, odd and sick kid
We’re all gonna have a ball!”
(with apologies to Pete Townshend)
Another Bernard Estardy discothéque classic, utilizing a Korg Polyphonic Ensemble synthesizer, a RMI keyboard computer, an E-MU Drumulator, a Mellotron and a Tubon, all processed thru a Gunther Loof mixing console.
“Its rising is not bright
nor its setting dark
Branching out in roots innumerable
Forever sending forth the serpent coil
of living things
Mysterious as the formless existence
to which it returns
We say only that it is form from the formless
Life from spiral void”
—Prehistoric Prayers by Timothy Leary
Is there anything more beautiful than late August with these dark, warm and damp nights filled with tempting tobacco smoke. The great strange dream called summer is slowly fading away. As the overtly quoted On The Road phrase goes: “We were all delighted, we all realized we were leaving confusion and nonsense behind and performing our one and noble function of the time, move“.