This kid Lips & Ribs has designed the logical structure of a video game where you play haemoglobin molecules being pumped by Mario’s cholesterol-choked heart as the chemical reactions associated to rapturous gestaltic all-engulfing feelings of LOVE lay waste to his nervous system, or a renderised version of the Phantom of the Paradise playing a…
Reading Drew Daniels’ contribution to the 33 1/3 series about 20 Jazz Funk Greats has made me hungrier for the Gristle, at all levels, the band are not so much dissected as teased into revealing their secrets, songs not displayed in the cold table of the deconstructionist butcher but beheld between admiration and doubt as…
Quick post – last nites Italians Do It Better bonanza of dry ice love and synthesised kick drum romance has left our fragile states shattered with glacial adoration! Swiss 33 disco pioneers, Low Motion Disco, are pushing things forward and have released a double 12″ of new single ‘Love Love Love’ by way of Eskimo…
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The moment we have been awaiting for expectant has come to pass, No Age’s ‘sophomore’ album Nouns steps inside our aural space with that combination of raucous low fidelity fuzz and scintillating melodic hooks that got us so addicted to them in the first place. Nouns works at different levels, so its hardcore knuckles are…
Saturday night and I step on the accelerator of my Porsche Carrera gathering such speed the Morse code of street lights on the sides of the road transform into snakes of neon, or ley-lines re-erupting from under the concrete to merge into a multicoloured band the breath of Chinese dragon or a tunnel through hyperspace…
Hands down, above all else that has been and ever will, ‘See You Later’ is by far the best Vangelis album to ever exist. In its expanded deluxe version, it has punkish electronic bleeps seething throughout with Battlestar Galactica faux tosca beats on ‘My Love’, desert sands made of small grains of disintegrated circuit boards…
Eskimo, in the bleary eyes of 20JFG and its cohorts, is leaping over many other labels in terms of quality and shear taste. Not only have they bought us the stratospherical pastel awesomeness of Aeroplane and the resonating obsidian pyramid stones of Simone Fedi, but now they collect together a Best Of from seminal Afro-Berlinian…
I can’t remember when is the last time I bought a 7” by an UK indie-rock band, I swear, I don’t remember when, but I have thought a lot about the why*. Perhaps it is that the dynamics of the music industry in this country where so-called indie (aka indie schmindie) is the scene du…
In the iconic pantheon where the members of the 20jazzfunkgreats sect light candles every night surrounded by a swarm of green-eyed black cats of such nimble countenance that in the midst of the darkness their liquid silhouettes could be easily mistaken for the endlessly extending pseudopodia of a cthonic megalodon, Rammelzee stands in a central…
As part of our preparations for Love Saves the Day, and also in order to shape a worthy mixtape for the awesome El Guincho gig we were involved with a couple of weeks ago, we did some researches on African music, here you have a couple of gems unearthed in the process, as well as…
When the evil forces of Virgin Media and Orange plot against the valiant dalliances of your trusted narrators, all hell breaks loose in the blogging front. Continuity goes out the fucking window. You can’t blog in the fiery pits of Acheron, which is just where 2OJFG were momentarily flung (Stu made it out to go…
I went to see Gary Numan the other week. It wasn’t planned, but a friend had a spare ticket and his very generous girlfriend thought your synth loving xxjfg writer would enjoy the experience more than her. It’s not that we are Numanoids or anything, but Robert (hello if your reading!) who lived in my…
but we think Carla Bruni and her fascist hubbie stink, fuck the obsession with faux-nobilities and, of course, fuck nobilities]]] 20jazzfunkgreats continues its war against the powerful forces of the Interweb. It appears that the evil corporate forces have allied themselves against the shining beacon of benevolence that this blog is, and decided to sink…