It’s back to the rain slick streets of future garage once more. Those crumbling Victorian buildings giving up their neon secrets as we pass. Over a century of water pouring over their environs. Bass notes rising up from the harbour depths in concert with the glittering blimps above, carrying the sinister advertising for ‘a new…
To those tuning in for the regular Wednesday chillout session, we’re sorry but we had to cancel it this week. Michael Cain is on holiday, and recently the foul stench of corruption has been getting too much round here. It’s time for 20jfg is to clean up this town. Donning the suits we peeled off…
Let us kick this off with a disclaimer- we know very little about the 1970s culture where Bellemou & Benfisa’s ‘Li Maandouche L’Auto’ was produced, except that not owning a car seems to have been an issue. One member of the 20jazzfunkgreats family handed this to us, and we listened and went wow. We know…
Jeans Wilder is becoming the steady purveyor of spectral balladry that soundtracks past instances of your 20jazzfunkgreats conflicted youth. Memories of those days when we hadn’t yet fully developed the arcane powers which allow us to facemelt our foes with a flick of the wrist, memories of past days enthralled by the blink of deer…
Automatic II hits with Ian Curtis pronouncements from out of the fresh dusty rubble: the lazy work of laser equipped, nihilistic shock troop. Marching marching ever on through the ruinous concrete follies of Superpowers. Empty shells, empty windows, illuminated by the lattice of those oscillating death rays. Automatic. Automatic II hits with simple synthetic melodies…
What is the future without the past? Give me a simple answer to the question, “What is time?” Lovely all these nonsense shapes that words can form, isn’t it? Let’s slow it down a bit then. Focus. A bunch of “stuff” happened in the past. Some of that stuff is music. After letting that music…
When you hear the banshee coming from down the mountain, she is still only a whisper. Surprise surprise (and much to your delight) when you find out that the banshee is always so gentle. How about an added bonus: The banshee loves MC Hammer! Yeah, it doesn’t get much sicher. So acts like Universal Studios…
There are magicians in this world, who in their lifetime dip many different toes into the pools of creation, creating ripples that vary in wavelength, yet are similar in signature. As parched travelers crawling through the desert of popular culture, where ravenous vultures attempt to lead us astray so they may feed off our dry…
oOoOO are one of the not-so-best-kept secret soundtracks of much treading across mountains of madness in the white fields of the 20jazzfunkgreats confabulation. They were extensively featured in Salem’s Wemakeitgood mixtape, and in our own little special send-off to 2009. Every other blog is writing about them. They are so hot right now. Not hard…
Europe in Colour get reanimated for one last assault on a frigid pop landscape, their final two singles being made available via grateful blogs such as these. Rather appropriately Cold Reaction begins with icy smooth “ohhs” and pitch perfect Cold-Wave sythns before a disco romantic begins to serenade you upon a flotilla of ice shelves…
This post goes to the memory of Jay Reatard, his time was too soon and we are sad we will be missing many heartfelt fucked up party jams in the future. Blood Visions For Ever Upset the Rhythm prevail a bastion of goodness in the midst of the turbulent winds agitating the modern music industry….
Nite Jewel floats in a sorcerous space of her own making, witch master of an ice palace resting under the white hand of a terrible albino giant. Every hall glitters with the glamour of a thousand diamonds, sparkles in the eyes of dead kings that willed this to her. The Kamera Song, a cover version…
In Tokyo Zombie by Yusaku Hanakuma, the Zombie apocalypse kicks off in Dark Fuji, a mountain where garbage had been piling up, along with corpses, living matter and noxious industrial waste. The toxic sewage becomes mixed with the corpses and the spirits, kicking off the sort of cathartic scenario that we are so used to-…
Everybody gets exactly what they want. While I can’t explain why in the world we wanted 2009 to be so bad, this metaphysical law is fantastic now because everyone wants 2010 to rule. Anyone with a twitter or facebook account knows what I’m talking about. “2010 is gonna rule!” is the quote of the day…
A princess of crimson dress and black mane of hair roams halls of a darkness thick as ink deep down in the forgotten heart of the castle, illuminated by the light of a feeble candle, following chalk symbols scribbled in the walls by an exiled hermit who will tell her of the end of her…
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