Saturday, April 24, 2010

Ring The Alarm playlist, BaseFM, April 24

Mighty Mo and winchester seven - Next message version
Simonsound -Tour De Mars
Redds and the boys - Put your right hand in the air...
Quincy Jones - Hummin
Sharon Jones and the Dapkings - Better things
UBB - I know you got soul inst
Daru Jones feat Kissey Asplund - So good pt 2 - Gogo mix
DJ Vadim - Hidden treasure
Mos dub - History town
Derrick Morgan - I'm the ruler
Eric and the Loveletts - I've been searching
Lizzy and Alcapone - Ba ba riba skank
Jackie Mittoo - Darker shade of black
Manasseh  - Skenga 12" mix
DVA - Natty
Natural yoghurt band - Latin illusion
Bamboos  -You aint no good
The Roots  -Stars
The Clash - Magnificent seven
Chuck Brown and the soul searchers - We need money
3 Titans - College
George Mcrae - I get lifted (Mischief brew re-edit)
Beat pharmacy - Rooftops
Blundetto - Nautlius - dub version
Ticklah - Si hecho palante
Admiral Tibet - Serious
Ninja man  - Murder dem
Foxy Brown - Baby can I hold you tonight
Pilooski - AAA

Friday, April 23, 2010

Taking the weight off

Legendary Kiwi ska/reggae band Penknife Glides new website goes live. Ther's also a CD reissue "A stab in the dark" on the way too, to celebrate their 30th anniversary.

"So why this release after so many years?

"Regrettably, it seems that some of our best material was never captured on vinyl and the songs that did make it seemed to somehow lack the delivery, spark and excitement for which our live gigs were renowned. After 30 years collecting dust in the vault this first collection of re-recorded songs speaks for itself. After not having heard the originals myself for many years, they leapt out as having memorable tunes and poignant 'of their time' lyrics while also sounding strangely contemporary.

"My task on ‘A Stab in the Dark’ has been to assemble a collection of ten songs from a mass of old live recordings and rehearsal tapes. During that process, with my creative juices running wild, I couldn’t resist adding some new parts and changing others. I’d like to think that the finished result is how the songs might have sounded if the band had had the musical and technical ability to deliver what the four of us had been hearing in our heads back in 1980.

"Like seeing an old photograph for the first time after many years, a song has the power to instantly transport the listener back in time. For me, that trip was like a rush of blood to the… well let’s just say at the very least it was a rush! They were a pleasure to revisit so I hope they have a similar effect on you. If you were there with us in the early days, turn your hearing aids up and check it out. If you weren’t, then take a trip to a Life on Mars …. this was Auckland 1980/1, as I recall it." - Skeats

Photo credit: Penknife Glides

Rap lesson 101

From Rap Radar, hat tip to Mouli...

"Last month, T.I. visited Woodland Middle School in Henry County, GA . Unfortunately, not everyone was happy he was there. According to WSBTV, several parents are upset that the rapper was featured as a guest speaker. One of the parents wrote an email letter to the principal, Dr. Terry Oatts stating:

“In the future, if T.I. or any other convicted felon needs to perform community service, ask for parental permission to allow our children to be exposed to these questionable individuals,”

In the rapper’s defense, Oatts responded:

“I thought about asking a guy who snorted cocaine and got arrested for DUI when he was 30 to come and speak to our kids, but President George W. Bush was not available.”

Turn it up!

Hugh Hughes did a profile of the Open Souls for 20/20 on TV2 last night, very thoughtful piece, nicely done. You can watch it online over here. Watch out for my man Chip on the bass and working hard at BaseFM doing the brekky show.  Mean, bro.

The blurb: "20/20s Hugh Hughes talks to Tyra Hammond, the face of the band, who has already successfully collaborated with cousin Scribe, about her early upbringing with family talent quests, and hits the road with the band as they promote their second album, Standing in the Rain."

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Quantic Mulatu Show Mix

Quantic Mulatu Show Mix - go get this!

"The Timeless Concert Series wasn’t just a series of stunning performances. All the shows were framed by our favorite DJs. From Madlib to J.Rocc to DJ Nuts and more. For the Mulatu show, Quantic brought along something very special .

In 2004 Quantic, Miles Cleret and B+ went to Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia to find records and meet with Mulatu Astatke. It was there and then the first thoughts of bringing Mulatu to LA were hatched. So it was fitting that Quantic came to LA to DJ for Mulatu and brought with him records almost all found on that first unique trip.

Ethiopia has many musical traditions, indeed not all of them have made it to vinyl. But those chunks of plastic contain some secrets that you really have to go to Addis to find. Trawling ebay is never the same as a trip to East Africa.

Quantic made that trip. And at the Luckman Theater on February 1st, 2009 he buckled everyone in, and took us on a one hour flight back.  Here is his DJ set in its entirety. Don’t be alarmed by the crackle, that’s what 30 plus year old records sound like."

Guru's family talk

The letter that Guru allegedly wrote on his deathbed has been attracting a lot of heat. Questions over its authenticity have been raised by a lot of folk. Now Guru's family have released a statement, which clearly shows that he was in a coma from mid February til he passed, which means he didn't write that letter. Read the statement here, on MissInfo's site.

Oliver Wang wrote a thoughtful obit for Guru for the LA Times. And the New York Times obit is worth a look too.  DJ Premier weighed in with a statement today too (via DJ Semtex blog). It's admirable the way he chose not to respond immediately to the slander in that alleged deathbed letter.

From the NYT obit... "Guru’s father, Harry Elam, was the first black judge in the Boston municipal courts, and his mother, Barbara, was the co-director of library programs in the Boston public school system."


From a piece written by Dave Sherbow via Music Thinktank. Read this. It will make you a better musician/artist/person.

Never underestimate the value of respect. Here are two very good examples from my personal experience of why this is so true.

Story #1

In 2000 I was at the Impact Urban Music conference in Nashville, Tennessee being held at Opryland. I was working for the VP of Marketing and Promotion at Def Jam running his independent record promotion company. I was always looking for something new. I was invited to many showcases.

 One of them was for a small North Carolina independent label called Soulife Records. I went. It was in a big room and it was only me, a few guys from the label and 8 stuff shirted Indian doctors from the pharmaceutical business who had backed the label. No one else had shown up. It was kind of depressing. So I started making small talk with the doctors building a great rapport until the first act came up a beautiful girl named Sunshine Anderson. I loved her act. I told the doctors and the label guys I thought that her sng “I Heard It All Before” was definitely at hit and asked them if they wanted any help getting a deal They said thanks for the offer but they had it covered.

They really appreciated the fact I treated them with respect and that I had the decency and common courtesy to show up for their show when no one else did. A year and a half later, got a call from the VP of Promotion at Atlantic who said they just signed Sunshine Anderson and that the label insisted that I work the record at radio. I took it to No. 1. They guys at the label said I got the work because they got the respect from me when no one else gave it to them.

Story #2

In the early 1980’s I managed a major regional heavy metal band that played in front of 1000 people a night from Virginia to Maine. We used to play this club in the blue collar section of Baltimore called the Seagull Inn. It was stuck in an out of the way place, held 1000 people and we always packed it. This 6’2 Irish kid always used to come out and get wasted on alcohol and Quaaludes. At the end of our shows we’d pick him off the floor and a member of our crew would always drive him home. For about a year he kept telling me his uncle was the VP of A&R for RCA Records and did I want him to bring him out. It seemed highly unlikely because the guy was such a goof. I would always politely say yes with the utmost politeness and respect. The band and I always joked about it but we liked him and treated him with respect when everybody else made fun of him.

Well one night he walks into the room with his Uncle Eddie DeJoy, VP of A&R from RCA who had just signed the hottest act in the country Rick Springfield and had also been known for signing Judas Priest and Al Stewart among many. We never got the big deal but he produced a 6 song demo in RCA’s famous NYC studios for free that we eventually released as an EP that sold 25,000 copies for us and mentored me for two years.

Respect is something easy to give and sometimes by giving it you are rewarded in the most unlikely of situations.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Coachella in a flash

It's a music festival in the desert with 75,000 people and a gazillion bands old and new.  Looking at the lineup makes me very jealous. Here's some random vids, mostly spotted via Brooklyn Vegan's excellent coverage of Coachella.

PiL doing Death Disco. Astonishing.

The Specials at Coachella, doing Monkey Man - check Yo Yo Gabba dude dancing side of stage.

More Specials live videos here at Brooklyn Vegan.

PLUS Coachella Day one review, Day two reviewDay three review (Gorillaz w/ two ex Clash members), LCD Sound System's set (w live video),  and Sly Stone's shambolic appearance  - a day late, on the wrong stage. (From the New Yorker).

AND the best and worst of Coachella, via the LA Times. Includes Best Hairstyle, Best Rap Name, Best Male-Bonding Moment, and Best Coitus Mimicry.

It's a rumble

Earlier today music journalist Hussein Moses (Real Groove, The Corner blog) posted this message on Twitter...

"Here's a screenshot of the one-lined email Dane Rumble sent me where he cusses me out and calls me a snake:

Seems that Dane took offence at Hussein's article on him for a recent Real Groove magazine article. You can read the article over at The Corner blog and judge for yourself.  

Hussein posted later in the day that "Dane Rumble just emailed me again, said my write-up was insulting and called me two-faced."

All in all, a very odd exchange. No one wins from it. 


I had funny exchange today was with Jeremy Redmore, singer for Midnight Youth.  

Late yesterday he posted "Oh man, knew there'd b a catch to C4's new channel. Does ANYONE make money in this industry?"

Someone suggested I send him Steve Albini's rant on the music industry, which I did... see below

"re "Does ANYONE make money in this industry?" read this, by Steve Albini

Jeremy's reponse? "sounds about right! I get some free shoes now and again too...haha".

Smart kid.

I learned the hard way - video from SJ&DKs

New video from the latest album from Ms Sharon Jones and the Dapkings.Out now on Daptone.

Christina Hendricks: A Letter to Men

From Esquire magazine. Guys, read this and learn.You don't have to do all of it, but a lot of it will make you way more of a gentleman. It's not a million miles away from a fantastic book I read a while back called The Way You Wear Your Hat, which is based on Frank Sinatra's rules on style and manners. He knew how to treat a woman.

"We love your body. If we're in love with you, we love your body. Your potbelly, everything. Even if you're insecure about something, we love your body. You feel like you're not this or that? We love your body. We embrace everything. Because it's you.

Speaking of your body,
you don't understand the power of your own smell. Any woman who is currently with a man is with him partly because she loves the way he smells. And if we haven't smelled you for a day or two and then we suddenly are within inches of you, we swoon. We get light-headed. It's intoxicating. It's heady.

We remember forever what you say about the bodies of other women. When you mention in passing that a certain woman is attractive — could be someone in the office, a woman on the street, a celebrity, any woman in the world, really — your comment goes into a steel box and it stays there forever. We will file the comment under "Women He Finds Attractive." It's not about whether or not we approve of the comment. It's about learning what you think is sexy and how we might be able to convey it. It's about keeping our man by knowing what he likes.

We also remember everything you say about our bodies, be it good or bad. Doesn't matter if it's a compliment. Could be just a comment. Those things you say are stored away in the steel box, and we remember these things verbatim. We remember what you were wearing and the street corner you were standing on when you said it.

Never complain about our friends — even if we do. No matter how many times we say a friend of ours is driving us crazy, you are not to pile on. Not because it offends us. But because it adds to the weight that we carry around about her.

Remember what we like.When I first started dating my husband, I had this weird fascination with the circus and clowns and old carnival things and sideshow freaks and all that. About a month after we started dating, he bought me this amazing black-and-white photo book on the circus in the 1930s, and I started sobbing. Which freaked him out. I thought, Oh, my God, I mentioned this three or four weeks ago and talked about it briefly, but he was really listening to me. And he actually went out and researched and found this thing for me. It was amazing.

We want you to order Scotch. It's the most impressive drink order. It's classic. It's sexy. Such a rich color. The glass, the smell. It's not watered down with fruit juice. It's Scotch. And you ordered it.

Stand up, open a door, offer a jacket. We talk about it with our friends after you do it. We say, "Can you believe he stood up when I approached the table?" It makes us feel important. And it makes you important because we talk about it.

No shorts that go below the knee. The ones almost like capri pants, the ones that hover somewhere between the kneecap and the calf? Enough with those shorts. They are the most embarrassing pants in the world. They should never be worn. No woman likes those.

Also, no tank tops. In public at least. A tank top is underwear. You're walking around in your underwear. Too much.

No man should be on Facebook. It's an invasion of everyone's privacy. I really cannot stand it.

You don't know this, but when we come back from a date, we feel awkward about that transition from our cute outfit into sexy lingerie. We don't know how to do this gracefully. It's embarrassing. We have to find a way to slip into another room, put on the outfit as if it all happened very easily, and then come out and it's: Look at me! Look at the sexy thing I've done! For you, it's the blink of an eye. It's all very embarrassing. Just so you know.

Panties is a wonderful word. When did you stop saying "panties"? It's sexy. It's girlie. It's naughty. Say it more.

About ogling: The men who look, they really look. It doesn't insult us. It doesn't faze us, really. It's just — well, it's a little infantile. Which is ironic, isn't it? The men who constantly stare at our breasts are never the men we're attracted to.

There are better words than beautiful. Radiant, for instance. It's an underused word. It's a very special word. "You are radiant." Also, enchanting, smoldering, intoxicating, charming, fetching.

Marriage changes very little. The only things that will get a married man laid that won't get a single man laid are adultery and whores. Intelligence and humor (and your smell) are what get you laid. That's what got you laid when you were single. That's what gets you laid when you're married. Everything still works in marriage: especially intelligence and humor. Because the sexiest thing is to know you."

Monday, April 19, 2010

Video - Pacifican Descendants

Old school kiwi hiphop styles featuring Joni and Sonny Sagala. Johni ended up in Lost Tribe and Sonny performs as Dei Hamo. I remember  we did a gig with them supporting us (Hallelujah Picassos) down in Fort St at a club called Forts Xing. They were wicked too.

Youtube notes: "Johni and Sani Sagala doing dey thang with the PD Dance team Ali Cowley and Willie Boaza, with DJ Chris Halavaka on the ones and twos. Its the time when Georgie Pies was king for the clubbers coming home at 3 or 4 in the mornings, where $5 could get you full with $1 pies and shakes and $3 fish and chips.

This was our last gig before we decided to split up as my bro went to start DEI-HAMO and I was to pursue my acting career, But then we were approached by Phill Fuemana to do the Proud tour and compilation album, so we stuck it through for one more year as "Pacifican Descendants." PD-94-RIP"

Hat tip to Simon Grigg for the link.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Record Store Day report

My Record Store Day started with a visit to Conch Records after my radio show; the place was buzzing. Brent was DJing out front of the shop, spinning 45s by the likes of Julie London and Frank Sinatra, all class; Dustin and Cian were running round behind the counter and Jim was making excellent coffees, as always. I scored the new Black Seeds single on vinyl, and the latest copy of Shook magazine.

Trekked down to Real Groovy later in the afternoon, that was packed too, good to see. Had a dig round in the bins down the back and picked up a wicked Quincy Jones album, Gula Matari. I discovered this album after hearing the excellent mix from DJ Spinna a while back, a Tribute to Q (which features the title track and Hummin off that LP).

If you haven't heard that mix, go get it, it's mean. It's a funky education on the many varied styles of Quincy Jones. I was only familiar with some of his film composing work and of course producing Michael Jackson, but he's done a ton of cool stuff around that too.

Real Groovy had a selection of folks DJing some of their fave tunes - Liam Finn, Russell Baillie, Roger Shepherd, Recloose, Nick D, David Farrier, Roger Perry, and when I was down there, Dylan C was dropping some wicked tunes, including that Chains remix by Che Fu, always good to hear that, love the opening liine - "I grew up in Ponsonby, they take the Gluepot now they coming for me..."

The special mystery guest DJ appeared after Dylan - it was Ladyhawke. She attracted a small crowd to watch her 'mix', but they were kept a safe distance from her by a velvet rope. Celebrity DJs aye? Woohoo. That's Ladyhawke DJing, below.

This is one of the Real Groovy staff who dressed up for the day, note the hat made of 45s - she's also got a record attached to her shoulder, slightly obscured. Imagine if there'd been a scene in Bladerunner with Deckard ducking into a record shop to hide from his pursuers - she would've been working behind the counter.


This is photographic proof that Record Store Day wasn't just a bunch of sad old men, but there were some young women buying LPs. See, they don't all sit at home downloading Britney/Lady Gaga. Ah, young people...