This collaboration (even just this hint of it—a ghost of a tune) is the event of the decade. Make no mistake of that. Flying Lotus and Burial—this is the mirror in the dream of the red room. In the mirror are the fumes of the enchantress. In the mirror we fuck the impossible. Nothing can break this spell. Earlier this year I wrote:

Lately, the distance between these two points—one on the frontier of hiphop (Flying Lotus); the other on the frontier of dubstep—has been decreasing. Both are being pulled to a center that will make them one...

Not only is there a cosmic connection but also a ghostly one. Both artists produce sounds that are haunted by beings that are barely so, barely breathing, beating. "[Y]es: gramophone. Have a gramophone in every grave..." thinks Leopold Bloom at Paddy Dignam's funeral. The point at which the "kindred spirits" of Lotus and Burial will merge is this graveyard of gramophones imagined by the main character in Joyce's Ulysses.

Robert Hood's masterpiece, Minimal Nation...

the techno pioneer and Underground Resistance founder is taking a look backwards, with the forthcoming reissue of his Minimal Nation album. Originally released in 1994 as a vinyl double-pack, the album marked one of his first releases after his departure from Underground Resistance.

The new version—out June 15 on M-Plant—is the first time tracks from the album will appear in digital format. All those that appeared on the original album will be re-mastered and packaged with two previously unreleased songs, "Self-Powered" and "SH-101."

Additionally, those who prefer their music analog and purchase the vinyl or CD version will also receive an exclusive mix CD compiled by Hood, a sampling of tracks off Minimal Nation, 1994's Internal Empire, 1995's Nighttime World, and the HoodMusic series, released between 2005 and 2007.

Robert Hood, who will be at Decible this Friday, is the most intellectual techno producer from the Detroit circle. And Minimal Nation is architecture in its purest condition.

There you can check out a tiny percentage of her hyper-prolific, magnificent output, which is just scratching the surface of what she's capable of producing. You've likely heard nothing quite like it.

Let's watch it! Again!

What's your favorite part?

I like the one between 0:00 and 3:48.

IMO Seattle's best rapper, in his own words. Three times!

Fatal Lucciauno from The Song Show on Vimeo.

Even if you don't comment, watch em.

Not just for your help in bringing these glorious things into my life, but also for your recent Prop 8 essay on Huffington Post:

In my heart, I know that marriage equality for every human being isn't a question of if, but only a matter of when. I ask those who feel that giving freedom to others somehow binds you, to please take a good look at what you are standing behind. It is only through opening your hearts will you be able to see that by promoting freedom for all, you are unchaining yourself. I guess I'm an optimist. I have faith in people and our government ultimately to do the right thing. And to my brothers and sisters in California, I'm there with you every step of the way until that day comes...

While I'm feeling epistolary: Dear Barack Obama: Please note that Russell Simmons—who dropped out of New York City College to promote key early hiphop acts (thank fucking GOD)—is 750,000 times more eloquent on this subject than your Harvard-educated ass. Step up, you wuss.

OMF-ing G!

ATHENS (AFP) — British electronic band Depeche Mode canceled a long-awaited gig in Athens on Tuesday after frontman David Gahan was rushed to hospital, Greek media reported.

Was it a heart attack? Grape-fruit-sized prostate? Goat flu? Black Celebration? What? WHAT?

Quoting organizers of the concert, City 99.5 Radio said Gahan was taken to a private clinic with suspected gastroenteritis.

Oh. Is that all? Oh, sweet Personal Jesus! Please dry up the poopy Depeche Mode singer man's "acute diarrhea" (I looked it up) by August 10th—I have !tickets!

Via Sullivan:

Bruno Pronsato, our favorite ex-Seattle, Berlin-based techno producer (tied for first with Jeff Samuel), informs us of some new developments.

First, he’s started his own label, Thesongsays, which will be distributed by Word and Sound.

“The focus of the label is to provide a bit more of a heady experience in this over-saturated techno/house market,” Pronsato says. “Lots of collaborations, etc. But primarily, having gotten a fuckin’ stomach full of the music business, it will focus on yours truly.”

Second, Pronsato’s new EP, The Make Up The Break Up, is in production and will be released soon (we'll let you know when it is). Running 38 minutes, the track will come out in an edited vinyl version and as an MP3. A remix by Isolée will appear, as well. Snippets of it that we’ve heard have sounded pretty strange and adventurous.

Pronsato has no Seattle dates scheduled at the moment.

Dominance/Sumbission, lesbian-ism, chocolate love, interplanetary sex....

God I love this song!