Monday, July 16, 2007  3:16 pm 

The Narrative of Lindstrom & Prins Thomas of Norway

20JFG drops to they’re knees to praise European aristocrats of neo-cosmic discotheque echoes, Prince Lindstrom and Count Prins Thomas, for these bastions of bleeping shimmer-kraut have bestowed upon the world 3 separate spacial adventures in recent weeks.

The combined forces of these two have been witnessed in the recent Essential Mix that works as a who’s-who of slow motion stuttering space-pop and features an exclusive track from new DFA signing Still Going that pulls house music through the cosmic worm-hole and sets a stylus to the glacial fragments that float out from other end. We have already reported on Prins Thomas’ Cosmo Galactic Prism mix tape on Eskimo which rides on the correct side of cheesy disco kitsch by relocating the setting sun of Ibiza to a distant planet.

But today we will fall at the feet of Lindstrom and his Late Night Tales entry, which features icicle covered disco from the bleeping faux-reggae beats of Carly Simon, the spirit queen of doomsynth-assisted natural disasters Farah and this alt-disco new wave gem from pan-sexual man/woman performance artist, Gina X.

Gina X Performance - Kaddish

‘Kaddish’ is from the once super-rare LP, ‘Voyeur’. It bubbles through your speakers before its octopus tentacles of sound writhe and slide outwards, coiling around the desk leg, your leg, your neck until your fully engulfed by its Bladerunner-themed mournful Jewish funeral lament.

Another 20JFG guy joins the first in symmetric awe as any tune of the Late Night Tales could (should?) be posted in 20JFG, similarly for Prins Thomas’ Cosmo Galactic Prism or that sweet Essential mix which advances through creamy kosmische oceans smooth like a neon synth catamaran, we feel the nerds are taking over again, and this makes us real happy, you know, we’re talking about the kind of people dedicated to unearthing/re-editing/reissuing nuggets, raisins & peaches to be brought back to life in a true exercise of necromantic sharing & caring which shall bequeath them a privileged room in the gilded palace of relentless disco sin. We’re talking, say, today’s heroes, or the Wurst people responsible for putting out on wax the Runaway’s Shadows, brilliantly featured in the afrorementioned L & PT Essential mix, the merciless dorsal fin of a motherfucker ebony shark bassline chasing our favourite psychonautic(al) explorers in their neverending quest for the sexiest beat, headed South, always South, until they hear those frightful voices resonating in the white walls of the cruel glaciers of Anctartica, you know the score,

Tekeli-li!

Tekeli-li!

Runaway- Shadows

labels >> Cosmic, Sorcery, disco