
...is called Beat Connection (also an LCD Soundsystem track you probably know and love) and is being written by newly relocated to NYC Stranger contributor/It's a Hit columnist Michaelangelo Matos. First edition is up today over here, and is packed with Matos' usual smart observations.
Below is a track singled out for praise in his review of 5: Five Years of Hyperdub.
From last night's Jimmy Kimmel Live!
...is Chris Kornelis, who formerly held the title of Web Editor at the Weekly.
Who would've thought that these guys:
Weighing in early on what academics call “periodization” is a dicey proposition. If you try to locate the moment of a major paradigm shift, in the moment, perhaps by calling your album “Hip Hop Is Dead,” as Nas did in 2006, you’re slipping into weatherman territory. Will it rain tomorrow? Will another great rap album pop up? The life spans of genres and art forms are best perceived from the distance of ten or twenty years, if not more. With that in mind, I still suspect that Nas—along with a thousand bloggers—was not fretting needlessly.If I had to pick a year for hip-hop’s demise, though, I would choose 2009, not 2006. Jay-Z’s new album, “The Blueprint 3,” and some self-released mixtapes by Freddie Gibbs are demonstrating, in almost opposite ways, that hip-hop is no longer the avant-garde, or even the timekeeper, for pop music.
...and fired back at it with this:
Sasha Frere-Jones opens his article by admitting that “weighing in early on what academics call ‘periodization’ is a dicey proposition,” as a nominal caveat before launching into doing just that. This is a rhetorical approach that he’s used before (namely in “Whiter Shade of Pale”) and is basically just another flavor of the age old “Now, I don’t mean to be racist but [insert something racist here]” Kool-Aid.SFJ is savvy enough to know that before pulling a “white man speaks authoritatively on black culture” move, he needs to first establish an acceptable precedent for his argument by locating it in the ideology of a credible black artist (in this case Nas’s 2006 album Hip Hop is Dead). But notice how SFJ then immediately undermines that credibility: while he could just say “Nas called it three years ago,” he instead claims that while Nas’s sentiment was correct, the proclamation was three years premature, as if to say “Nice try, Nas, but leave it to the professional (white, college-educated) music journalist to make sweeping statements about (black, ghetto-originated) music.”
Oh, Das Racist, you so crazy educated at Wesleyan!
Perhaps you missed this recent brief segment on Seattle rapper D. Black on KING 5. It's inspirational. Now you can view it at your leisure.
Seattle-based Stranger freelancer Brandon Ivers' cover story on the mutant strains of funk emerging out of England is live now on XLR8R's site and available on newsstands.
In the feature, Ivers interviews Roska, Cooly G, and Geeneus, key players in the vital, viral UK underground who are merging UK funky with dubstep and other species of dance music. Things in this scene are very fluid and mutating rapidly, and Ivers diligently captures the excitement and describes the attributes of an electronic-music genre in its rapid-growth phase. It's an important piece of journalism.

After 19 years of publishing, urban/electronic-music-oriented mag URB is ceasing its printed version for an undisclosed amount of time.
Co-founder/publisher Raymond Leon Roker elaborates:
To simply blame the prevailing conditions on the financial markets is only partially accurate. We're experiencing an incredible and sweeping shift in consumption and media habits worldwide, especially in the magazine market. It's affecting giant publishers like Condé Nast as well as niche publishers like us.For these are other reasons (read on), effective after Issue 158 (Summer 2009), we have decided to take a hiatus from the print edition of URB so that we can evaluate the landscape, relaunch URB.COM and decide where we fit in the new, new legacy media ecosystem.
Read the whole thing here.
For various reasons (losing interest in its content, lacking sufficient time, discovering other publications more to my liking, etc.), I haven't read URB in years. So you can partially blame me on this development. My bad, URB. But back in the '90s, I considered URB to be an essential read; it consistently spotlighted crucial new artists in an entertaining and enlightening manner. In the '00s, though, its direction seemed to lean more toward mainstream and rock-based artists (a tough competitive market will often do that), which perhaps did not play to the mag's strengths.
Whatever the case, I wish URB the best. Roker is good people and smart and will surely conceive a sustainable model to continue with his brand.
ht: Donte
Another thing to keep you busy in between buying the outstanding new Why? album today and going to the act's show at the Vera on Oct 14th—this series of wacky promotional videos courtesy of anticon.:
More here.
Oh, Andrew W.K., what the holy fuck are you talking about? A-dubs recently recorded an album of short improvised piano pieces about a car, called 55CADILAC; here he is discussing it on the Guardian UK's music blog:
Over the past 10 years, I've had personal and professional issues with several people involved in my career, and due to formal agreements, I'm partially forbidden from going into detail regarding certain aspects of my recent work and, as a result, the making of the 55 CADILLAC album.
Here's what I am able to say: At the end of 2004, an old friend of mind got in some business trouble and basically decided to take it out on me. To cut a long story short, this person is someone I worked very closely with and had a formal and family business relationship with. Due to various complaints this person had with me, they were able to turn my life and career upside down. I wasn't allowed to use my own name within certain areas of the US entertainment industry and we were in a debate about who owned the rights to my image, and who should get credit for "inventing" it. This made my life complicated and intense for a few years, but I kept working and doing whatever I could to keep moving forward.
You'll recall Andrew WK (OR WAS IT?1?!) caught Line Out's attention a couple years ago thanks to a really bizarre performance at Chop Suey and some dispute as to whether or not he had hired an impersonator to perform in his stead. Unravel that whole mess here, here, here, and here.

Apple is still promoting the iPod Touch as a gaming system and has lowered the price to $199.
You'll now be able to copy your library to up to five computers in your home.
Selected LPs will come with liner notes, illustrations, interviews, and etc. The focus seemed to be on classic rock (The Doors, the Grateful Dead).
Apple's highly intrusive Genius system in iTunes will be able to make playlists for you by determining which songs go well together.
There will be more Shuffles available in more colors, and the standard, slim ($249) iPod is going from 120 GBs of music to 160 GBs.
But the big announcement was that every iPod Nano will now come with a video camera to counter cheap video cameras like the Flip. They will also—FINALLY—be able to pick up radio, and apparently, you'll be able to pause the radio as well. 8GB cost $149 and 16 GB will be $179. iPod Touches still will not have cameras because FUCK YOU.
It's pretty easy to find out: just use this handy checklist and click each one you're familiar with. The original list, of course, begins here (500-451) and ends here, with the Top 10.
My total was 330. That's mostly because I listen to a lot of music and because I heard a number of the albums that included some of the songs—many of which I couldn't hum for you or remember a lyric from if I tried. I do know I heard them, however. If we were going on the number I've actually retained (or even more to the point, wanted to), it would probably be in the 200 range. I like indie rock fine but not the way Pitchfork does, and a number of things that are probably obvious to a lot of people reading this are unfamiliar to me. Vice versa, I'm sure.
Just for fun, the ten highest-ranked songs from the list that I don't know (castigate away in the comments):
15. The Knife, "Heartbeats" (I still haven't heard these guys; I'm sure I'm missing out but have never been compelled for some reason)
35. Animal Collective, "Fireworks" (as I mentioned in a recent It's a Hit, they've always sounded to me like a Beach Boys consisting entirely of Mike Loves; never been a fan)
36. Sigur Ros, "Svefn-G-Englar" (again, I've never been intrigued enough to give them a shot; actually, I might have heard this once but have forgotten it completely)
61. Wilco, "Jesus, Etc." (see 36)
62. The Shins, "New Slang" (see 61)
73. Animal Collective, "Grass" (see, uh, 35)
81. Deerhunter, "Nothing Ever Happened" (actually, Grant Brissey did play these guys for me once and it sounded pretty good, but the title doesn't ring a bell)
85. Phoenix, "Long Distance Call" (I know some of their music but again, the title isn't doing it for me)
86. Mclusky, "To Hell With Good Intentions" (haven't heard a note)
95. Wolf Parade, "I'll Believe in Anything" (nada)
I just got the new novel from Nick Cave, The Death of Bunny Munro, in the mail last night. I'm kind of excited to read it, although I haven't read his earlier novel, And the Ass Saw the Angel.
I'm always wary of novels by musicians, although Leonard Cohen's Beautiful Losers wasn't too bad (I especially enjoyed the riff on Charles Atlas ads). Unfortunately, the fall reading season is fast approaching, which means I probably don't have enough time to read both Cave books, and so if anyone's read And the Ass... and has opinions on it, I hope you'll let me know, either by e-mail or in the comments. If you felt like it was a truly exceptional reading experience, I could be coerced into giving it a shot.
Today in fantastic press releases:
MODEST MOUSE TO RELEASE ‘KING RAT’ VIDEO
HIGHLY ANTICIPATED VIDEO WILL PREMIERE ON MYSPACE MUSIC ON AUGUST 4TH
New York, NY — Modest Mouse has announced today the release of the highly anticipated Heath Ledger directed video for ‘King Rat.’ The animated video will make its exclusive debut on MySpace Music on August 4th, the same day the new Modest Mouse EP No One’s First, And You’re Next (which includes the "King Rat" track) is released. The ‘King Rat’ video will be available for download on iTunes beginning August 7th.In January of 2007, while visiting his homeland of Australia, Heath Ledger presented Isaac Brock of Modest Mouse with an idea to direct a video for their yet-to-be-released song ‘King Rat’. Heath’s vision, brave and unapologetic in its nature, would marry his love of bold and original music with his impassioned stance against the illegal commercial whale hunts taking place of the coast of Australia each year. Always one to operate from his heart and take a stand for what he cared deeply about, Heath's intention was to raise awareness on modern whaling practices through a potent visual piece without having to say a word. It was his way to let the story, in its candid reversal, speak for itself. The video was fully conceived down to the last detail but unfinished when Heath passed away in January of 2008. In the interest of fully realizing Heath’s final work as a visual artist, THE MASSES (a film and music company which Heath was a partner in) finished the video in his honor, with the support and advocacy of Isaac Brock.
The King Rat video was directed by Heath Ledger, co-directed and illustrated by Daniel Auber with lead animation by Norris Houk, animation by Jade Taglioli and produced by Sara Cline of THE MASSES.
Proceeds from iTunes video downloads in the first month of release will go toward Sea Shepherd Conservation Society, an international non-profit, marine wildlife conservation organization committed to ending the destruction of habitat and slaughter of wildlife in the world's oceans in order to conserve and protect ecosystems and species. Sea Shepherd uses direct-action tactics to investigate, document, and take action when necessary to expose and confront illegal activities on the high seas. We encourage you to visit their site in you are compelled to make a larger donation or volunteer your time. http://www.seashepherd.org/
Update: And the video:
Jonah Weiner, formerly of now-defunct music magazine Blender, has a piece up on Slate on the three biggest reasons music magazines are dying. Here's one:
Music mags have less to offer music lovers, and music lovers need them less than ever anyway.With the proliferation of online music, sanctioned and otherwise, music fans don't need critics to play middleman the way they once did: If a fan wants to decide whether he likes a new album, there are far easier ways than waiting for a critic to weigh in, from streaming tracks on MySpace and YouTube to downloading the whole thing on a torrent site or .rar blog. The value of the music reviewer has always been split between consumer service (should people plunk down cash for this CD?) and art criticism (what's the CD about?), but of late the balance has shifted from the former toward the latter—answering the question of whether to buy an album isn't much use when, for a lot of listeners, the music is effectively free. It's a valid point that the professional critic still wields an aura of authority rare in the cacophonous world of online music, but between taste-making blogs and ever-smarter music-recommendation algorithms like Apple Genius and Pandora, the critic's importance is being whittled down.
If you're into depressing prognostications about the future of music journalism (and who isn't?!), you might enjoy reading the whole thing.
On Thursday Dusted Magazine will debut what looks like an interesting concept in music journalism: Face the Musician. According the site’s editors, Face the Musician involves them sending “artists our reviews of their new albums before they’re published and get[ting] first-person reactions to the critiques and the compliments.” The very witty Kid Millions of Oneida and their album Rated O will be the column’s first subject.
There’s potential here for both catty give and take and illuminating dialogue about the creative process, musicians’ intentions, and critical presumptions. It could also be a platform for some entertaining venting by the artists under review. We look forward to the feature with (de)bated breath.
We are not live-blogging Michael Jackson's funeral. But if you really want to read a Michael Jackson funeral liveblog, Entertainment Weekly is doing one. And MTV. And The Guardian. And The Boston Globe. The Wall Street Journal, too. And, wait, so is The New York Times?
Hold on a minute: The New Yorker is live-blogging Michael Jackson's funeral? I think the world just somehow fucked itself into crazytown.
Quincy Jones on—what else?—Michael Jackson. An antelope, ladies and gentlemen.
Also, on QJ and MJ being excellent to each other:
At rehearsals with the cast, during the part where the scarecrow is pulling proverbs from his stuffing, Michael kept saying "So-Crates" instead of "Socrates." After about the third time, I pulled him aside and told him the correct pronunciation. He looked at me with these big wide eyes and said, "Really?" and it was at that moment that I said, "Michael, I'd like to produce your album."
Larry King is discussing the loss with....JC Chasez. It's Night One, and it's already come to this?
Hold up: Corey Feldman has shown up, Larry King tries to get him to talk about his adolescent drama with MJ, Feldman demurs: "The world lost a great artist today, let's not focus on the negatives."
And now we've got Smokey Robinson, so shut my mouth...
The Liquor Control Board doesn't really have any authority over a show/party at your private residence so long as you're not, you know, illegally serving liquor, right? Just like the DEA has no authority over your Friday night poker game so long as you're not moving kilos of cocaine? Otherwise, don't you only have to worry about noise complaints and the other shit that any other house party deals with?
And/but if you book acts like Black Dice and Wolf Eyes, bands who have released records, respectively, through EMI and Sub Pop (hella DIY, dudes!), it's going to get written about. If you can't take the attention, maybe you should be booking lower-profile shows.
If Will.i.am is this age's Dylan, this age needs to end.
Lawyers: Is this in any way prosecutable? Malicious comparison? Felony gall? First-degree bullshit?
Will.i.am: Suck.u.do (and I typically like you and your brilliantly stupid songs.)
Music critic Christopher R. Weingarten on why folks like he and I won't have jobs this time next year (please hold your applause for the comments):
(via Idolator)

Example 1: Pitchfork's Ian Cohen summing up the new record by Cam'ron:
[L]eaks like "I Hate My Job" and "Get It in Ohio" suggested a possibility of a The Wrestler-style comeback narrative that derived power from admitting how far its protagonist had fallen. Instead, Crime Pays has a lonely, defensive, and vaguely desperate Kirk Van Houten vibe...
Ouch. Can I borrow a feeling, indeed.
Example 2: Eric Grandy describing how Matt (of Matt & Kim) worked pro-Bacardi shout-outs into last night's Neumo's gig:
It was on some straight Duff-Man shit.
Subject line: proved. Carry on.

That's the title and instigating question of this Daily Beast blog post by Elizabeth Gates—"a former intern at Vogue [whose] interest in image, art, and fashion has driven her desire to contribute to the vast narrative of modern culture in America and abroad"—who consults both Harvard professor Marcyliena Morgan and hiphop style guru Fonzworth Bentley in her search for an answer.
Here's her opening:
When Kanye West and his sartorial cohorts left the Comme des Garcons show during Paris Fashion Week, it was business as usual. Dressed to the nines, they were quickly met with the customary sparkling of paparazzi flash bulbs and fashion enthusiasts, stray wanton women, and BlackBerry buzz. However, as images of the internationally mod clan hit gossip blogs back on the mainland, things started to get ugly.“Only gays wear that [crap]!” wrote blog reader “TheTruth,” while another reader advised that they should “go taste the rainbow.” “Bootylishious” wrote that he/she simply “feel(s) sorry for all those gay dudes,” and sadly, the list goes on. It seems that just as we settle into our most modern America yet, the tradition of black fashion has been lost.
Gates soon gets to this:
If young audiences would dare to conduct a comparative study, they'd inevitably find that Kanye West’s 2007 Grammy outfit really had nothing on Eddie Murphy’s red-leather get-up in his 1987 stand-up film Delirious, and that Prince and his bedazzled unitards would quickly render André 3000’s Top-Siders and patterned suspenders meek and perhaps even typical. So what’s gone wrong? How did the community that once welcomed Little Richard become so violently judgmental?
The problem with all of this: Both Prince and Little Richard were roasted mercilessly for their perceived fagginess. The "welcoming" they received from the community was primarily financial—hit records, sold-out shows. This exact same "welcome" is bestowed on Kanye West, who has yet to release a record that hasn't sold in the multi-millions. The real difference between what happened with Little Richard and Prince and what's happening with Kanye and Andre 3000 is the internet, which provides a permanent, cached home for the same kind of homophobic chatter that's swirled around Prince and Little Richard their entire lives.
Despite the faulty premise, Gates' piece touches on some interesting ideas (perceived gayness versus actual homosexuality, for one), and features this quietly amazing Fonzworth Bentley quote:
"I was raised with confidence. If I’m walking down the street and a man and a woman are kissing on one side, it wouldn’t bother me if on the other side two men were kissing. I’d just keep going forward. I believe that if you pay too much attention to all that, it says more about you than them quite honestly. ”
Read the whole thing here.
From a wall of sound...
...to this, sound on the wall:
A speaker as thin as a screen.
A groundbreaking new loudspeaker — less than 0.25mm thick — has been developed by University of Warwick engineers. It's flat, flexible, could be hung on a wall like a picture, and its particular method of sound generation could make public announcements in places like passenger terminals clearer, crisper, and easier to hear.Lightweight and inexpensive to manufacture, the speakers are slim and flexible: they could be concealed inside ceiling tiles or car interiors, or printed with a design and hung on the wall like a picture.
First Plasma TV; now Flexible Loudspeaker (FFL)—home entertainment is fast migrating to the land of mirrors and pictures, the wall.