The Upsetter

•December 23, 2011 • 1 Comment

…that’s one of the names Lee “Scratch” Perry has gone by in his 75 years as the mad godhead of dub reggae and sonic experimentation.

Perry began his career in Jamaica, selling reggae records and tinkering in the studio. Establishing his own Black Ark Studio, he quickly became known for his  innovative production, helping shape the sound of dub, and for his eccentric behavior.

A surreal and towering force in the genre, Perry has influenced multitudes.

Clint Eastwood:



•December 22, 2011 • 1 Comment

James Pants is the son of Presbyterian ministers and a music obsessive who Dj’ed as a teenager for a black nationalist rap group. He’s a one man band, and his disorienting approach recalls ABC, Broadcast and Alan Vega.

Clouds Over the Pacific

Name Change

•December 21, 2011 • 1 Comment

Apparently one Dante Terrell Smith has changed his name again, from Mos Def, to Yasiin Bey. We’re gonna have to keep an ear out for that name now to keep up with the one of the best voices in hip hop.

UMI Says:

More Addicting Than Heroin

•December 20, 2011 • 1 Comment

Whatever you do, do not listen to this a second time, or you will be hooked.

Little Red Monkey

Twinkle, Twinkle

•December 19, 2011 • 1 Comment

Messier 83 is the name of a spiral galaxy, and the denomination of French music project M83. Leader Anthony Gonzalez began the band as a duo, dealing in sort of a shoegaze kind of genre. Now pretty much a solo endeavor, we’re hearing more of a sparkling 80’s-synth, John Hughes soundtrack kind of pop.

Midnight City


•December 18, 2011 • 1 Comment

Another Mazzy Star-esque song, this time from Copenhagen chick Marie Fisker.

Ghost of Love: 


•December 17, 2011 • 1 Comment


Here’s some new work that really strikes a chord with me.

Berlin-based James Kirby records as The Caretaker, as in Jack Nicholson’s role at the Overlook Hotel in The Shining.  Kirby cites the haunted Jazz-Age ballroom of that Kubrick film as the impetus for his recent music.

Playing on the idea of ambience and a softly deteriorating sense of time and memory, Kirby samples, loops, and corrodes original 78’s, and the haunted static itself becomes a presence. Memory itself comes into question as we listen, the level of clarity comes in and out of focus, and the emotions that arise — even if we have not even truly had these memories, touches the heart.

Tiny Gradations of Loss: