2 cosmic gems today from the outer reaches of space, beamed down via a sophisticated contraption we have (it would take too long to explain) and fed through filters to turn them into mp3s. Oh no, how could anyone miss this? It came out on 12″ from Down Low Music in 2OO2 but no blog/pooterzine…
You know how music is a form of expression, it’s just this thing people do and there’s no reason for it, humming when you’re alone is music in its purest form. Yelling when someone steps on your foot can be music, at least the way Punk did it. There you have a reason. Then there’s…
Lord Nuneaton Savage is back from his lair, and he’s got some…erm, SPEED. When he characterises his writing as ‘infantile’, the adjective rises to Nietzschean dimensions (in a good way). Anyway, bring it on… PART 1: The robotic pleasure principle ‘Let’s go!” I said. ‘Friends, away! Let’s go! Mythology and the Mystic Ideal are defeated…
Deep within a dank dungeon full of shifting shadows, you can part thick cobwebs to find a corner hidden in pitch black cold. Suede lay dead on the stone floor; they’ve already been dealt with. An old record player crackles out the sound of an LP by The Cure, the title track, a ranting mess…
Yeah, I’m losing my edge. I’m losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I’m losing my edge. I’m losing my edge to the kids from France and from London. But I was there. I was there in 2002. I was there at the first fluxblog post. I’m losing my edge. I’m losing…
Sam is one of the most intelligent people we know, he’s a good person and he knows his stuff, do you need any more information? He’s writing for us today, and this is awesome, so say ‘hi Sam’ and ‘thanks Sam’. Hope you’re buying, cos we’re buying… ///// Drums are the new guitars. They were…
Let me paraphrase my man Beto and begin by saying, this is Hip Hop, where guys are guys and ladies need a sense of humour. 20jazzfunkgreats love it when the girls rock the mic you know, Hip Hop sometimes can get a bit too serious for its own good, you know, consciousness and its polar…
The sun is shining and the birdies dance with each other in front, behind and around the shaky trees, fey characters in a peripheral act of the play of life, the coffee wasn’t too weak, but it wasn’t too strong either, just enough to boost your 20JFG’s level of energy in the direction of the…
You have to choose one of these plans Idea number 1 Buy some cheap whiskey, start drinking it while writing all sorts of sleazy things in a piece of paper. Put it in an envelope with your address in it, go down to the mailbox and put it inside. Go back to your room and…
We think we are obssessed with Scandinavia. Is it the new Canada? Who can say at this early juncture of 2OO7, but all we know is that The Knife, Zeigeist, Sally Shapiro, Skatebard and Moomins hail from this fair land, and that fucking rules! Check these 198O’s-a-like gems for referencing purposes: Miss Sally Shapiro has…
Ceephax Acid Crew is G.O.D. and we are all but figments of his melodies. In the Crisp Chronicles he soundtracks a gangster story starred by, erm, crisps. They get mashed…You know, this is a Chelmsford Film Society endeavour and as such we endorse it wholeheartedly (check this and stay away from the K). The music…
I was gonna do a noise one but then I recoiled, hold on pumpkin, there’s all these nice people throwing parties and stuff on friday, perhaps I should tell our dear readers about them because these are good people doing things for the love of it and everyone should go. So avast, I am going…
So Justice’s “Phantom” has slammed into the blogosphere (hate. that. word.) like a crucifix-shaped comet covered in white fire shot forth from the Hell that exists on Mars. Though I am sure you already have, you can pick it up at Skull Juice. Its good, yes of course, but lest we forget where that vocodered…
20jazzfunkgreats found some rayban wayfarers in a box and got themselves in this total ‘They Live’ situation, welcome to their wacky adventures in a world of mind manipulating robots that lurk hidden in the shadows controlling all the echelons of the government and the economy, scientists have framed the question wrong my friends, it’s not…
(Remix)? By who? Why be so secretive Cristina, what do you have to hide young lady, huh? Cristina – What’s A Girl To Do? (Remix) This sorry tale of weary friend-loathing in (presumably) trend-fuck-city New York circa Punk Funk (the first time around), is a chaotic electro shambles with a white Grace Jones doing a…
So you have recovered from New Year’s Eve hangover, hah? Well, I didn’t need to because I didn’t have any! I didn’t get beat up by thugs in the cold streets of my town either, although they called me gay, which is always a compliment. I’m always down with being hated by that kind of…
Happy New Year readers! 2OO6 is dead DEAD! Stabbed to death! We hope you had fun spinning around to jackin’ EBM or feral no wave yelps, whatever is your bag for NYE, we hoped you liked it. We are looking forward to 2OO7, waiting feverishly for new stuff from Justice, Michael Dracula, Crystal Castles, Animal…