Showing posts with label squeeze cheese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label squeeze cheese. Show all posts
Friday, April 13, 2012
Dark Steering
I'm not totally sure how I feel about this. The song is decent enough. Sounds like Do You Know Squarepusher-era stuff updated a little bit to be less drill and bass and more electro house.
The video itself, though, is pretty boring. I mean I get that live electronic shows aren't the most fun to watch, but why make that your video? A simulation of a "live" performance, when the performance itself is mostly a playback of pre-recorded, pre-sequenced material. I mean how many levels of simulacra do you need?
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Ironiception
James Ferraro. Let's talk about it.
I could go on and on about the post title meaning that I can't tell where the irony stops and starts with this thing, or how that linked article intimates that there shouldn't be any irony in it at all (which I have a hard time believing). I've had a hard time getting into the Rustie record for the same reason. With both of those artists, I have moments in the record where I'm like, "this is good... I'm liking it". Then some fucking Yamaha keyboard horn preset or some other such thing that sounds like a scratch track from a Huey Lewis record happens and I'm like, "nope. still annoying."
Maybe this means I just can't look past timbre and appreciate things that sound like fucking garbage but are compositionally inventive. Or I'm just old, and get off my lawn.
The whole reason I even listened past the first track of that Ferraro record is Mike P put it on his year-end list.
I could go on and on about the post title meaning that I can't tell where the irony stops and starts with this thing, or how that linked article intimates that there shouldn't be any irony in it at all (which I have a hard time believing). I've had a hard time getting into the Rustie record for the same reason. With both of those artists, I have moments in the record where I'm like, "this is good... I'm liking it". Then some fucking Yamaha keyboard horn preset or some other such thing that sounds like a scratch track from a Huey Lewis record happens and I'm like, "nope. still annoying."
Maybe this means I just can't look past timbre and appreciate things that sound like fucking garbage but are compositionally inventive. Or I'm just old, and get off my lawn.
The whole reason I even listened past the first track of that Ferraro record is Mike P put it on his year-end list.
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