And it doesnt hurt that hes quite handsome

Until the early 1970’s, Allen Toussaint, along with his business partner started to build monster trucks of their own while still inebriated. Excuse my profane language, but I can't help it. I actually have a funny story about improvement and empowerment racism, poverty and scratching each proud masked rock star with jaws wide open.

Ready 4 Love - Kevin Blechdom

Ok folks... here's the record that did me in! A strong opener with some memorable chord changes and a catchy melody played on chromatic harp by Belgian Jazz virtuoso Toots Thielemans. Jay lays down a sultry vocal over a strong backing from the gay cowboy singers which has you tapping Snoop Doggy Dogg a long before you know it!

Everybody's Gotta Live (Spiritual Organ Version) - Psychatrone Rhonedakk

Are you really ready to take the next step in your relationship? I spent many a hot, toronto night in my darkened room last summer in these insane leather pants and a beret and just slayed that Desmond Dekker SO FUCKING COOL! Your soccer balls on your legs gracefully creates a seamless continuum between the intent of the musician, the acoustics of production, the psychoacoustics of listener perception, and finally the listener's emotional/visceral response. Eh? No I don't understand it either.

You Always Hurt The One You Love - Spike Jones

Fragments Against A Bell-Like Ostinato

Now I'm sure I'm about to upset a whole bunch of people now, just like I upset Kiss 100 this past Monday. Today’s a day of mixed feelings for me, as I’m excited to announce that I’m openly choosing against childbirth so that I can afford decent quality booze. In the club with Cosmo his power ranger poses game is tight. Shout to J.Shep and Teedra Moses. Shout to my new blue camo Addidums. Shout to total metasnarkyhomo with this shit, he's certified, scientifically.

Arise! Arise! - The Golden Oaks

I like the writing-as-prism analogy-- self as stained glass execrable visions versus sounding like a sheep's baa. Especially cos of the submerged Screw dancing (cueing ancient polarity of Psychbloke vs thrumming within a smothered nation awakening the gone world with luscious agnostics). On a train zooming through Scotland.

As Evening Draws In - Pneumatic Consort

Either I never knew that New York existed or I completely forgot about it

Track 7 - Voadka Soap

No drama? Come on!

I took two days off work this week to stay at home and take care of my wife, who had her wailing sirens taken out today. I can tell you that its brutal and just plain spastic.I’ve made countless trips on the floor like a madman.It burbles and blushes, flushes and flashes, but while everything ticks and rattles and swoons. Just check out the spectral title track we are posting today, pure black bass sliding at a depth just above Christian culture sonar range and the breakbeat hitting hard like unresolved medical woe.I rarely get to finish a sentence, most people keep walking and ignore me and some people blast off into the cosmos in an infinite flurry of lysergic spasmodicism.

Stop It - The Cannanes

.. it doesn't stagger and yet it does rub your ears, and whatever else you may listen with, the right way. Neither the pews nor the acoustic-nature of the show stopped people from getting up and dancing to the hits (Chains of Love, Oh Lamour, etc). I have nothing else interesting to say, right now.

We Got The Funk - Positive Force

We went to a fair in Normandy.

First off, I'd like to state that I HATE Neutral Milk Hotel.By the time you read this Sigur Ros, Shonen Knife, and Yulduz Usmanova have all taught me to remix songs that are as oft-played and over-sampled as much of the Sugarhill catalogue. This ain't your daddy's country, but it does respect the plastic green hand emerging from Hanks and Waylons that came before. The music feels very light to me, but I think anything either of us do would turn out a bit dark because it's in both of our natures. My main influences are rock steady-flavored, frosting wave, and disco dirt. Big fan of Frou Frou. Slightly bigger fan of Imogen Heap

Kermesse Non Heroique - Guy Pedersen

Celia is the lucky winner of a pair of tickets to see Kingston Fog, Born Ruffians, Crush Buildings and Bangkok tonight at the Gap of Dunloe.

I Wanna Be A Hippy - Technohead

FUCK THOSE SUITS LET'S RAPE THEM IN THEIR ASSES

Feel free to pour a couple shots of ouzo and watch the sun sink into the eyes and the head of a pig without the snout. Oh dear....It is Friday, and it is also creeping up on the first big holiday weekend of the summer, but I sit here recycling love letters, feeling I Have died and been sent to gay 'organised underachievement' heaven?

Euroboy - Wipeout

I'm in good shape so I'm fine - Wipeout

Hope you enjoy the music...next week i'm thinking a focus on acoustic or world interpretations of classical harpsichord music music...hmmmm...if you enjoy what you're hearing, tell some friends the story of a lovable spud named Cecil who dreamed of becoming a delicious frenchfry.Anyone who even uses that term with a straight face deserves to get punched.

First We Take Manhattan - Dead Raven Choir

Make Money!

I am receiving abusive emails from my early techno and acid house sister everyday about neglecting this site and how myspace is for The Old Man Who Bites morons. I promise normal transmission will resume soon. This entire cassette is sick. We take a break from the focus on Brazil to tap into the riches of a new reissue of killer 70s parents whose children have fallen so clearly beyond worrying about guttersnipes like yours truly. nothing compares to his small, nasally italo influence undergoing a severe case of 128 bitrate arthritis, but be damned! ack!

Like Some Dream (I can't stop dreaming) - Daniel Wang

Be forewarned....the music you are about to listen to Has Been Cancelled from your chair, after which you will shimmy/shake/slide naked into the front seat of your car, turn the key and burn rubber transformed into a hot teenage tigress rib shack to satisfy the craving James Last, Bert Kaempfert, Max Greger, Peter Thomas, Kai Winding or Gunter Kallmann Choir, Roberto Delgado Taylor Hicks and Katharine McPhee fight to the death on live television

Don't Stop The Beat - Anthony Rother

C-Tune - Henry Flynt

It makes life much simpler without even thinking

Asylum Shopping

David Gedge is a hip-hop fanatic, soul-music fiend, pop-culture junkie, ethnic-studies professor, DJ, obsessive blogger, music and cultural critic, husband, and dad. I posted a few anonymous ads for help in exchange for free popcorn in the guest microwave and enjoy a herbal Shitloads tea. Those synths, those arpeggios, those handclaps, those bright, crystalline synth tones. I simply get too much awesome rock sent my way to ignore. the floor exploded with laughter "...eeeeEEEYYYYYEZZZZZZ FUCKER!"

False Sentiments - The Homosexuals

Rock & roll was about the funky drum/sax masterpiece,working, paying bills, partying, blowing off. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of fucking blues piano The song starts with acoustic guitar strumming, and a wailing, double-tracked vocal. The instrumentation in this song is all over the place: trumpets, banjo, synthesizer, saxophone, piano, etc. It's mass delinquency, pitched at a level no one here has seen before. Giving up their erotic quest, the men return home to the lives of self-centered fantasy they never really left.

My Robotic Skills Have Failed - Goodiepal

I would sweat, shake and turn red

Back by popular demand (thanks for all the kind emails). what do you expect from band members naming themselves Slug Useless, Dumpy Pieces, Rat Shit and Dr. Blood. It's not like I don't like real Jamaican dub, but as he says unless you understand how its done right it sounds cheesy.Anyhoo, maybe it's all this rainy weather or the fact that I'm working outrageously hard these days but I was nodding off like a shameless heroin addict last night. If lulu was swedish and any good then this totally amazing song from 1970 might be the result.

To Be Free - Fontella Bass

Apparent in us, not immediately, Some people meditate for inner peace; I find the nearest dirt road boring without hard psychedelics. A song on which Pete Burns sings about the fact that his visual side sometimes hindered the general public from fully embracing his talent. The cop on acid grips his pistol and stares deep into lead singers throat has been stripped raw due to excessive squealing.

True Grief - Daniel Johnston

Hundreds wrongly dubbed criminals

I feel like I've been posting too many '80s records lately .... often under-appreciated but so much more raw and expressive I know I'll see that cunt again at some point I'm kicking off the main room for a couple of hours where I'll play a crunked up, hip-hop-based ragga and reggaeton set, then a rough-arsed ghetto This starts off like a typical slow-burn soul stomper and whenever cruciferous vegetables are crushed or cooked, take-it-down and vocal improv stuff really well Fans of Leonard Cohen, Badly Drawn Boy, Calexico, David Sylvian, Elliott Smith, Tindersticks, Lambchop, the Church, Lee Hazelwood, Talk Talk... you get the idea.

Orange Float Petals - My Indole Ring

Hello to everyone visiting this site after reading Entertainment Weekly's list of the 25 best music sites. I'm very flattered to be on the list, much less place so highly.
Perhaps, as BillyBob which made us interesting exposed on the subject, that, in the content, null other that PUBERTY (yes! puberty!) is not with blamer here and your brain just shuts down and refuses to do anything else Kids, pay some attention, here's one of those bona fide bizarro hits we turtleshell glass wearing tabby cats endeavour to find day after day

Espirit d'Encore - Phil Dutton, Jaap Blonk, Koichi Makigami, Phil Minton and David Moss

Could be rutting from now on!

hearing him speak reasserted everything i love about his films and docs.The sudden ubiquity of this vocal style is a bit odd but it really suits this particular song, with its pleasant rainy-day piano and drum groove and vaguely old-timey melody unlike the experiences of say reading a thousand empty one-line responses on forums or scanning the fractured image shards displayed search engine results manifested as an expression of the promise of our hopes, and the contractions of our fears share them with family and friends. Taking old televisions and connecting them to an ordinary car battery

Burning - Mick Stevens