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Digg thisTV on the Radio interview at the SF Fillmore.
I had a chance to talk with Kyp Malone who is an alumni of the San Francisco music scene, and someone I have respected and admired since our first meeting during a drunken evening at my house back in 1999. It was nice catching up with Kyp and meeting Gerard.
Oh, and the band warming up in the background is the Noisettes. Dan and Shingai are wonderful folks. Watch the Great Albums episode I did with them here.
Also, be on the look out for the return of the Moon Boys...that's right, a new IRAN record is on the way!
Oh, and the band warming up in the background is the Noisettes. Dan and Shingai are wonderful folks. Watch the Great Albums episode I did with them here.
Also, be on the look out for the return of the Moon Boys...that's right, a new IRAN record is on the way!
The Greatest Show on Earth: Swell Maps
You know how everyone gets their panties twisted over Wire and the Clash, well while I love those groups (especially the Pink Flag album) they pale in comparison to Swell Maps...I am sorry but it is true!
David Bowie on Cavett
I recently watched David Bowie's 1974 appearance on the Dick Cavett show--aside from being captivated by the rare interview from Bowie, I was shocked by Cavett's mentioning of "Black Noise." As a fan of William S. Burroughs I had read about Black Noise and its potential usage to destroy molecular matter via the usage of sub-harmonics.
Throbbing Gristle utilized a similar theory of sound as the ultimate weapon when they installed massive sub-woofers in the basement of a building. The idea was to disrupt the already deteriorating health of junkies that inhabited an abandoned field next to TG practice space. With sub-harmonic bombardment TG essentially created an inaudible force field that caused its intended victims to become violently ill.
Now imagine a bomb that could unleash a devastating explosion of sub-harmonics capable of destroying physical matter. Sound impossible? Well, as Bowie points out, one could purchase the patent for such a device in France for almost nothing.
Here is quote from Burroughs himself:
"Like infrasound, the sound below the level of hearing. Below 16 MHz. Turned up full blast it can knock down walls for 30 miles. You can walk into the French patent office and buy the patent for 40p. The machine itself can be made very cheaply from things you could find in a junk yard."
If you are interested here are a couple links, one to the Bowie/Cavett interview and the other to a '74 interview with Burroughs.
http://www.teenagewildlife.com/Appearances/Press/1974/0228/rsinterview/
http://members.ol.com.au/rgriffin/GoldenYears/741204DC.html
Throbbing Gristle utilized a similar theory of sound as the ultimate weapon when they installed massive sub-woofers in the basement of a building. The idea was to disrupt the already deteriorating health of junkies that inhabited an abandoned field next to TG practice space. With sub-harmonic bombardment TG essentially created an inaudible force field that caused its intended victims to become violently ill.
Now imagine a bomb that could unleash a devastating explosion of sub-harmonics capable of destroying physical matter. Sound impossible? Well, as Bowie points out, one could purchase the patent for such a device in France for almost nothing.
Here is quote from Burroughs himself:
"Like infrasound, the sound below the level of hearing. Below 16 MHz. Turned up full blast it can knock down walls for 30 miles. You can walk into the French patent office and buy the patent for 40p. The machine itself can be made very cheaply from things you could find in a junk yard."
If you are interested here are a couple links, one to the Bowie/Cavett interview and the other to a '74 interview with Burroughs.
http://www.teenagewildlife.com/Appearances/Press/1974/0228/rsinterview/
http://members.ol.com.au/rgriffin/GoldenYears/741204DC.html
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Technological advances are increasingly proving that humans are designing their own extinction in this world we simultaneously inhabit and attempt to control. Advanced robotics and computer sciences assist scientific minds in their constant search for enlightenment outside the self. But what have we found? For every microchip or flat-screen monitor there is a village of Chinese peoples fishing in polluted waters. For every automobile we put on the road; children are enslaved, wars are fashioned, profits are maximized and we as an "advanced" species take several steps back towards the primordial ooze we were farted out of. Atomic Annie is a one-manned beacon -- a lighthouse in a dense electromagnetic storm signaling to what life may still exist in this fracture world. Reanimated electronics, found sounds, pulsing tones are all imprisoned by the gravitational pull of frenzied beats. Often it is difficult to discern where the machine stops and the man begins but then again, the same observation can be made about modern man. Welcome my son…Welcome to machine.
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Talib Kweli ascended from New York City's burgeoning underground scene to deliver a sonic document that is the antithesis to the flossin' era. A native of Brooklyn and the son of two college professors, Talib's lyrics hold up a mirror to the gross, beautiful realities that envelope us all. A direct descendent of New York's premier Afrocentric movement, the Native Tongues, Talib laces listeners with complex poems that, when deconstructed, offer positive solutions (usually love and respect) to problems that often seem insurmountable. Poverty, discrimination, sexism, an ailing government, perpetual war, and modern slavery are all topics approached by Kweli. Often, he unleashes a lyrical beating on materialistic commercial rappers, one example being found on the track "African Dream," in which he raps, "These cats drink champagne and toast to death and pain/Like slaves on a ship talking about who got the flyest chain." Kweli's airtight and provocative lyricism is backed by the incredible production of DJ Hi-Tek. Complementing the album are cameo appearances by De La Soul, Black Star, Mos Def, Rah Digga, and others. This is truly a classic.
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