A late week update from the sunshine halls of 20JFG this week as we prepare for our trek to the beast to the north (see the bottom of this post)… A strange thread indeed runs between Vienna, Bergan and Detroit. Operating underground, traversing the not inconsiderable distances with a casual air, unencumbered by border controls…
The advent of the first synthetic life-form is welcomed by 20jazzfunkgreats not because of the contributions it might make to our energetic self-sufficiency, via the operation of stunted proletarians algae whose production function transform industrial detritus into biofuels (thus distracting us from further explorations in the field of nuclear fusion, which is the way to…
In the same way in which one can speak of Renaissance men, one can also refer to Industrial ones. Our Hamburg-based pal Ben Atkins is one. He’s our guest today, and after you check out the below, you’ll want him back. Check out Set in a Distant Present to find out what’s going on. The…
The sonic adventurousness of the patriarchs of the German progressive enlightenment did as you well know inform the subsequent outbursts of bile and clockwork percussiveness of the British post punk commune revolting against the advent of the Lady of Darkness, may our new leaders be as evil so that we can reap the rewards of…
Sometimes 20JFG sucks us from our beds and transports us over Elysian Fields, oscillating star fields and weird New England landscapes. Sometimes it dwells in the red flickering realm of VU meters on battered tape decks, sometimes in the run-out grooves of The Loft. And sometimes, we yearn for the purity of pop that was…
Nick Cave turned down an offer to direct the film adaptation of Blood Meridian because he didn’t want to be the one to fuck it up. We hear it’s going to happen anyway, someone else will have to try and translate into images Cormac McCarthy’s description of the pilgrimage across derelict wastelands through which child…
In a recondite corner of the Galaxy through which Mario bounces in his latest adventures hides a diminutive planet the colour of infinite tonalities of sand, small and forlorn trees populate its surface surrounding a lonely looking cabin which, as you descend, you realise encircle it in the shape of a childishly scribbled heart. U.S….
Sez Tommy Boy (this truly is epic). Now can someone do us similar things re: Chicago, San Francisco, Dalston/Hackney, Berlin? Local Scenes FTW “I am fortunate to live in a place where so many of my peers are creating the kind of music I love. When most kids are worrying about how the grass is…
Under a blue moon almost imperceptibly hanging in a brilliant blue sky, on a patch or golden grass we find the listener seated in contemplation. Stretched out before them they casually observe the vast network of intertwining roads that lattice the valleys and hills that stretch towards the screaming black horizon. Each road, holding a…
Good morning friend, open your eyes and awake into a world where all sounds have been mashed together into a nutritious drone that makes the plants grow tall so they can tingle the magenta sun with their powerful sentient limbs, and endows three out of every four children with a wide array of psychic powers,…
Chicago is one of the cold-spots through which the 20jazzfunkgreats squad strut in their psycho-geographic hallucinations. Through the brutal shadows of a foreboding architecture which develops in 3D the austere scores of a gaunt minimal composer we chase the electronic dragon, that beast forged in the fire of African drums and German machine music, the…
Remember last time you woke up suddenly, vomited from the cavern where our lady of darkness hatches her deformed spawn, pupils dilated, aware of the presence of a shark circling your precarious raft under the deceivingly calm surface of darkness? Then a roar down the road outside sudden, sharp tubes of light exploded in a…
We would like to think that any decision about the future of our ‘democracy’ would be driven by a greater hope for the improvement of our lot, not by fear for whatever might happen if the other guy gets chosen. As far as I’ve heard, the discussions between candidates have focussed on who screwed things…
This week’s guest writer is Granitas of Legend from the cult TV hit Knightmare. Granitas is not only a very powerful wall manifestation, but also a seeker of truth and a keeper of objects. His hobbies include pub quizzes, dry stone walling and he served a short time in the territorial army. He began his…
Our good friend Donga, owner of Well Rounded Records and man behind countless musical delights, has been kind enough to send us over an hour of frankly incredible music for 20JFG’s (semi)regular Saturday podcast series. All mixed live. All mixed from vinyl (that’s him up there). Donga’s SCOM mix 1. Menahan Street Band – ‘Make…