Albert Hoffman died this week. No doubt at the hands of time. Some scientists discover new things, some inventors imagine in new ways. so if the impact of one idea could be measured, how would Hoffman stack up? Is there a measurement for the expansion or destruction of an individuals consciousness paradigm? Completely rhetorical. Alteration of the mind has no limits to measure, there is infinite consciousness. I want to crash a car. That is an experience. It can’t be metered and ticketed. You can’t just pony up the the train tracks and pull back a persons entirely individual understanding of what it would be like to loose control of their life. Scientists that study brain activity acutely state that there is no difference in brain activity between imagining and living an actual event. However, there is a difference. I say that difference is the conviction of man that an event has happened. Psychotropics toy with that conviction. An imagined state of being may be indistinguishable from an actual event. I’m hypothesizing. I can imagine whatever I want. I have that audacity.

Zoo York – Concrete Jungle – The Big Easy – Gotham – 914 in your area (oh it’s like that now). Will someone please remember the ALBUM?? Pete Rock started his career with CL Smooth and made cohesive records that we could listen to front to back. Now Pete Rock makes singles and packages them into a commodity that record execs call albums. It aint. This is why no one gives a shit about buying records. Blogs rule the music world because albums are packages of random messes of songs. Compilations executed by individuals. Pet Sounds, Five Leaves Left, London Calling, Entroducing, Kind of Blue… these albums attach to our disgusting hearts becasue they allow us to feel what the artist was feeling. They are complete in creation. Music with the intention of being listened to as a work in entirety. Pete Rock did that for us before, Pete Rock should try that again. This song is off of the new album NY’s Finest. Not all the songs hit as hard as the NYC does.

Pete Rock – 914

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Disco came from cocaine. Disco collapsed under it’s own success, just like cocaine. This set the stage for house music. House music came from The Warehouse. Masters At Work came from outerspace. And in the middle of that all that West End Records was born, loved us all, and died.

Loose Joints – Is it all over my face (MAW remix)

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I have this on my little shuffle-mp3-stone. It seems that everytime it comes on, I forget what the hell it is…. I’ll just be geeking out on the wahwah and then the main theme drops in. I gave up on AIR after the virgin suicides snd trk (and yeah I own Eating, Sleeping, Waiting and Playing) still… Kelly Watch the Stars has never sounded so cool. BTW, the youtube video is hot like highschool dropouts…watch it here.

Air – Kelly Watch the Stars (Moog Cookbook remix)

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Norwegian Instrumental Downtempo: Music to listen to while riding the bus eating a peach. listen / Buy more here.

Flunk – Syrupsniph

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Don’t know much about the yank. I’m into this song though. Especially at 3am 1/2 naked with my head covered in shaving cream on the phone with the police telling them to get off my fucking lawn.

“Pick it up.”
“I don’t wanna pick it up mister, you’ll shoot me.”
“Pick up the gun.”
“Mister, I don’t want no trouble, huh. I just came down town here to get some hard rock candy for my kids, some gingham for my wife.
I don’t even know what gingham is, but she goes through about 10 rolls a week of that stuff. I ain’t looking for no trouble, mister.”
“Pick up the gun.”

Boom, boom.

“You all saw him. He had a gun.”

The Yank – We Cant Be Stopped

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This new video From Justice surprised the shit out of me. Really well done. Directed by Romain Gavras