This is the theme for Tron: Legacy. That movie with the awesome ass motorcycles and ruthless exploitation of 80s nostalgia. No, not Star Trek. Tron. Yeah, Tron.
Lets all move to madrid and become Christians. I’ll be born again, as long as I don’t have to look at the afterbirth. Architects: Vincens & Ramos. It’s so astounding it doesn’t even look real.
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by: Nicholas Acemoglu
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I saw this in CMYK magazine and had to repost. REALLY cool… REALLY. This is like “next stop bonersville” for both fans of the novel and arsonists everywhere. I have to email this guy….
Designed by Swedes – funded by the Germans.
FUCKING AWESOMMMMEEEE.
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Today’s Robot is brought to you by the awesome band Autolux, whose concert we attended last week. After much thought, I have decided that Carla is a robot. It was difficult to arrive confidently at this assessment, as she plays with two other musicians who are, ostensibly, human. Why would a robot engage in any helpful activity with humans? She should play by herself, and play like 6 instruments at the same time, like a one man band, but not like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins, that shit was chaos and totally not cool.
Back to my point, does this then imply that those other two people who I didn’t watch at the concert, are also robots? Are they just sneakier about it? There are so many questions and so few answers. It was hard to think at the Williamsburg Music Hall as the powerful waves of awesome lashed at my face like a pissed-off, pretty effeminate octopus (go on, think about it) until the whole of my faceplace was melted into a gooey puddle and served in a panini at Sweetwater (human face is a delicacy, that restaurant is awesome). Wait, what was I talking about?
Oh yeah. Don’t trust the robots, except maybe Carla. Check the video for proof.
She has piston feet and hammer hands.
Winter Flowers – “Misty Morning Land”
This track came out in 2006. How I missed it, I have no idea. It’s baroque influenced abstract Laurel Canyon folk at it’s best. Confused? I might be too actually… If you like the idea of the Mamas & The Papas playing with Final Fantasy, you will like this. It’s so hypnotic, I might just want to join a cult and roam around Malibu Canyon. Enjoy.
Surfer Blood – Swim (To Reach the End) – (Right Click To Download)
Well I stole this song from Pitchfork, because they’re the only people that had an MP3 of it. Prior to that we were forced to choke on the proverbial grizzle of that god for saken myspace player. It’s funny, you can’t stream a fucking microsecond of a song most of the time, but boy howdy they remember to serve you an ad over the player.
So for once, and you know you’ve wronged me PF (REALLY WRONGED me), thank you Pitchfork.
On to the music: This song is fucking fantastic. The conceited bloggeratzis will just say “this is just ripping off Band Of Horses.” Yes, there’s a shit ton of reverb on the vocals, but the arrangement is pure power-pop wonderment. Get your head out of your ass. Taking cues from the better parts of Weezer’s back catalog, the band twists Cuomo and Co.’s penchant for the crisp and clean (save Pinkerton) wildly into the world of lo-fi/no-fi. It seems to be all the rage these days. Throwing in a bit of Cheap Trick goodness doesn’t hurt either – and I HATE Cheap Trick.
Put this jam on, you’ll feel like you’re driving in West Palm Beach with the band after a high school football game. Home-made meth optional. Aren’t kids down there in to huffing anyway?
Go team go.
HOLY SHIT. Nick Sylvester has finally put into words what I never could. Poigniant, hilarious, and the best piece you’ll read about current music in years. Check it out here
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