your  latest instalment of aural ecstacy

A new compilation for your listening stick….

Soon we will be able to walk ‘through’ pie charts, or be physically entangled in network graphs. Firefly [senseable.mit.edu] imagines the display possibilities when implementing pixels as freely flying pixels. Its ultimate goal is to transform any ordinary space into a highly immersive and interactive display environment.

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Now I’m starting to believe that the future is actually here:)

new compilation for your auditorious playzure…

01 dance slowly – tindersticks
02 the beer – kimya dawson
03 your scars – charlemagne
04 with a girl like you – condo fucks
05 white sky – vampire weekend
06 dog meat – condo fucks
07 I’m watching you – jay reatard
08 cousins – vampire weekend
09 dust – crystal antlers
10 in the flowers – animal collective
11 chemistry – kimya dawson
12 two doves – dirty projectors
13 gila – beach house
14 jesus, walk with me – club 8

you know when you find something that resonates with your core being, so much so that time stops and you feel transported to another plane of reality? a place that you want to explore and adventure in?

well for me that place is a spinning coin with sigur ros as heads and godspeed you black emperor as tails.

the kind of musing that hums my cosmic frequency, makes me want to learn the violin, the drums, the cello, thrash my guitar to foam and lose myself in a spirtual windwhirl of effervescent ecstacy.

but the road to these bands is wriggling worm which starts for me with Ride’s album – Nowhere. I bought this on vinyl years ago on the recommendation of a friend, and absolutely hated it. however, as I’d spent that money, I thought I’d give it a decent listen. Somewhere around replay 17, it hit me. shook me. got me. I probably gave up on the blues that day, then and there. in the bin eric clapton, muddy waters, b b king, robert johnson, this stuff’s got a whole new tale to tell..

of whirling maelstroms of guitars and drowning droning vocals, bypassing your brain and placing you at the centre of the cyclone of the group unconscious. here the madness begins and leads to My Bloody Valentine, Einzturzende Neubauten, [The Pixies are in here somewhere]the Smith’s How Soon is Now and eventually post-rock, whatever that is…

I put Mogwai’s Ex-Cowboy on loop and had a bath, saw Ride live and thought that I would have made my consciousness come if I’d been tripping, listened by the fire of inner-knowing to Staralfur from Sigur Ros, which trumped This Mortal Coil’s Song to the Siren as most beautiful song I know, whilst Godspeed’s Sleep – we don’t sleep on the beach, anymore – conjured visions of Kurosawa’s armoured horses black and white at midnight across the fire-swept moors. but then there’s the fuzzy quiet loud of Explosions in the Sky, the sword-singing angst of Neutral Milk Hotel, the sharply shimmering beauty of Low, and dirty power-pop of British Sea Power. a battlefield of sound, a quirkily magic alternate world where subtle details matter, nothing has yet been explored, vast swathes of mountains, forests, dreamtimes, asgards and ashrams to super-consciousness…

that’s the kind of space I think of when I think of post-rock, but there’s also the land of blipsy bloopsy, the jazzamilism of Tortoise, faery-bells of Mum, pared-back melodic nonchalence of The Notwist and of course there’s still room in my heart for Radiohead, Doves, The Dirty Three, The Brian Jonestown Massacre and strangely unclassifiable Future Pilot AKA..

I seem to remember one of those french post-modernists saying that we do not read the book, that in fact, the book reads us. that’s how I feel about this music. it reminds me of a home I’m estranged from, that I haven’t found again yet, but can visit anytime, like the aborigines, one foot in reality and one in the dreamtime.

and I know there’s more to discover, more to find, more to make, which fills me with a special kind of joy, what I call avant-pop has led me to journeys in an undiscovered country.

drifting through the data fields, drowning. so. much. information. how to make sense of it all?

the first cool thing I remember in this area was Jonathan Harris’ 10×10 and I thought that I might like to do something like that some day, maybe feeding off my feeds. A few years later I’m talking with auan and he asks me if I’ve seen we feel fine or universe? turns out they are all by the same guy.

check out the work of Jonathan Harris at http://number27.org/

and Jennifer Leonard’s interview with him
or his TED talk

and then you think, this stuff has been around for awhile so it’s probably moved on a bit in the last couple of years, and then you’re talking to someone at a film-noir transmedia story climactic event and they say ‘why don’t you check out

information is beautiful or city of sound

information is alive.breathing.

enjoy

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reverse graffiti

I really love this idea – check it all out in the 35 greatest works of reverse graffiti

and interview with Moose the artist