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Music
For the past few weeks, I’ve had the same five songs stuck in my head. Now I want them to get stuck in your head! Continue reading
We’re living in the golden age of disco. No really.
In the late 90s a Parisian DJ named Dimitri from Paris started updating long-lost 70s disco and funk (rare grooves) tracks using drum machines and sequencers. The new tracks were usually called “re-edits” by the labels and as the sound caught on over the next few years, the disco revival turned into a new sound entirely.
I’ve been slacking off in the writing department lately, but here are five of my favorite new albums. Note that I’ve even included handy Amazon links so you can buy an album or two and support you favorite insane asylum website. Continue reading
Things have been slow for the Westboro Baptist Church recently. With the country’s attention firmly focused on the Republican primaries and slutty law students contraceptives, Fred Phelps’ goon squad has been relegated to also-ran status in the race to the bottom. Never content to rest on their laurels, the Westboro Baptist Church has abandoned its routine harassment of gay Americans, dead soldiers, Whitney Houston, and victims of natural disasters to try its hand at music criticism. Continue reading
Something called the Harris Family Band, or better known by their stage name, First Love, which seems to be a modern day conservative Partridge Family — sans bell-bottoms and cool mom — has created an ode to Rick Santorum. Continue reading
Here’s another eclectic dance mix for ya. It starts off with an evil instrumental from Araabmuzik but then hits you with all sorts of stuff — including some nu disco groove, moombahton, rap-house, electro-house and breakbeat. Continue reading
Hello all, and greetings from down under. Every year around this time I feel a bit bored and listless. At first I wonder if it’s the weather, or the fact that I haven’t had a proper “Spring Break” in years. Then I realize that it’s March Madness, which turns everyone around me into basketball watching cast members of the Living Dead.
I could give a shit about March Madness, basketball players are too gangly and awkward looking to be cute anyway. To entertain myself (and those of you like me) I have instead organised my very own Sweet 16. Each day – or when I get a chance to put together the next post – we will have a face-off until the Queen of the Divas reigns over all – Sophie’s Choice! Continue reading
I made a new mix for the kids. It’s chock full of Saturday night electro-house bangers, so it should be just right for those of you getting ready to hit the town or in need of a new workout soundtrack. As usual, I apologize in advance for my lack of mixing skills. This one came out pretty clean, I think, but I don’t claim to be a pro! Continue reading

Twee. I know, I know. Today, “twee” is often a pejorative term, a dismissal of people and objects that embody a particular mixture of hip nerdiness and self-conscious cuteness. “Adorkability,” if you will. Twee is Zooey Deschanel playing ukelele with Joseph Gordon-Levitt while kittens chase bubbles across her bedroom. It is a polka dot dress with a sweetheart neckline, a hand-knit cardigan, a teacup purchased on Etsy. Twee (or “indie pop”), however, is also a genre of music that deserves our attention. Indie pop began as an exercise in quiet rebellion and became a bonafide musical movement which ultimately, affected much of the music to come after it. Continue reading
