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Desert Ritual Jams

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20JFG is back with the desert ritual jams.

Whilst the world continues to be on fire we’re sporadically adding to this website in the hope that when the aliens from AI end up carving the server out of ice, they can reconstruct the world of 20JFG as we want it.  Posts everyday; endless bangers; the return of leak-culture; a 14,000 word essay on Blog House that it co-published by the LRB.  That sort of thing.

And while the world continues to burn we escape in the dead of night to sit among the dunes.  The chill desert wind, our only solace from the fires that rage during the day.  All around the nodding, throbbing, rhythmic pattern of bodies; pulsing to their internal rituals, prostrate underneath the stars.  A form of collective cosmic awe.  Perhaps a recognition of the universe’s own indifference to our brief collective existence.  Perhaps we’ve all been mainlining IE’s Pome.

IE – Amulet

Amulet comes on with that psychedelic drone right from the off.  The hypnotic bass tones immediately transporting you to your favourite Californian desert spot where the world folds in on itself and strange shapes appear in the sky.  Shapes that manifest themselves in the dance of hands across organ keys.  Light and rapid.  They dance around the bass, tracing the shape of its pillars.

Amulet is taken from IE’s album Pome (out on Moon Glyph).  Which you can get from Bandcamp right here.

Saturday mixtape: Metal Sounds Wrong Now vol. 1 (1980-84)

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Metal sounds wrong now, but in fact, it always did.

Metal in 2018 is brickwalled, uber-compressed, each lick recorded separately, Pro-Tooled to death. But metal on record has maybe never sounded like it should.

To hear what it should sound like, we need to go back. Not all the way back to the beginning – to the first Black Sabbath record and early occult rock efforts by the likes of Lucifer’s Friend or Bang – but to 1980.

1980 was Year Zero for the metal demo scene. These tapes, which were obscure then, but priceless now, are metal how it should be heard – drowned in tape hiss and testosterone, recorded in the drummer’s dad’s garage, the bass player’s O-level art-standard homemade backdrop a magical totem presiding over this great initiation rite of (mostly – at this stage) teenage boys in fertility-endangering skintight denim and studs.

20JFG – Metal Sounds Wrong Now Vol. I (1980-84)

Sure, some of these spotty young men would go on to be multibillionaires and make slick MTV rock. Others would still be playing their local pub 38 years on. They all believed. The beautiful motherfuckers.

The music, on this mixtape – from a handful of demo tapes produced during those early fumbling years of 1980-84 are all too fast, too noisy (in fact barely audible at times), and absolutely no one can play their instruments or sing. The guitar solos are incredible.

While some of these bands would later become mainstays of metal and still draw considerable audiences, at this great equalising level of the shonkily produced first demo, they’re all just as terrible and delusional as each other.

What’s worth remembering is this was music at the cutting edge – no records sounded like this yet, but in the coming years and decades labels and other bands would catch up with this visionary assault.

If you love this unaffected, screaming noise even a hundredth as much as I do then that will make me very happy.

You know what I want, babe? Guns out of my life….

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As Heather Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams she found herself unwilling to be shot dead just for going to fucking school.

Although she tried her hardest, Heather could not think of any reason she would need to own a gun except to kill someone or something.

Heather and her fellow school kids decided it was no longer safe to go to school, and so no one did until it was safe for them to do so.

20jfg – Fuck guns

A little shot of happy for y’all

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Greetings, 20 Jazz Funk Dave here. It’s been a while since I last polluted this blog with my words and sounds.

Life is not always easy. There are hard bits, annoying bits, slow bits, busy bits, stupid bits.

During these bad bits of life, it is sometimes easy to forget there is a solution, always there: dance music.

Dance music is pure energy when you have none, rhythm when you’re in chaos, motivation when you’re demotivated to coma.

Here is a little shot of happy for y’all.

DavJFG – Bangers One

Our augmented future

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In our augmented future, the boundaries between physical and digital reality will be dissolved by super-fast networks, seamless interfaces, and smart artificial intelligences. There will be a rabbit hole around every corner, a trip every minute and an epiphany every hour. That venerable icon, ‘here be monsters’ will once again appear in the maps, but not because we ignore what’s in those locations, but because there will be actual (digital) monsters there, hyper-evolved spawn of today’s Pokemon, and whole tribes devoted to hunting them.

In this world, any sufficiently advanced artificial intelligence can become your mate, your crush or your nemesis, and there will be lots of them, a multitude of agents, daemons, side-kicks and non-playable characters in the digital adventure of your life.

One special type will be the divergent stochasts, agents whose role is to keep you on your neuronal toes, get you out of your routine, expose you to other views, prevent you from getting trapped in a cognitive cul-de-sac, always a risk in the hyper-specialised, custom-made economies and realities of our augmented future.

Your government will give you a tax break, bump you in the queue to access public services, marginally prioritise your favourite policy priorities if you spend a set of time with a divergent stochast. Same for employers who want to sharpen their employee’s creative edge. Schemes for hanging out out with a divergent stochast will be the mental and cultural equivalents of the  subsidised gym and bike-buying schemes of yore.

There will be a whole industry devoted to the design and implementation of divergent stochasts, and many methods to do this. One of them will be the Contrarian engine, which will map your media consumption and social network, benchmark it against a global average or consensual reality, and design a Divergent stochast to plug those blindspots in your perspective, like some sort of ambassador from humanity’s collective intelligence arrived to pull you out of a filter bubble.

But today I wanted to tell you about another type, the teenage art-scout divergent stochast designed by Spotify. The idea behind it, inspired by venerable behaviouralist theories, is that cognitive rigidities are not a content problem, but a process problem: we get stuck in a comfortable rut, and build a lifestyle and worldview around it. The way to address this is not to send over a digital intellectual with information you weren’t aware of and theories you hadn’t considered, but to shake you out of your rut, maintain you in an experimental, open to experience and learning state.

Just like when you were a teenager.

It would be easy to implement a divergent stochast replica of your teenage self, but most people will find this unnerving and annoying. What Spotify will instead do is to create a divergent stochast based not on your teenage behaviours and habits, but on the music you listened when you were a teenager. They will project this into a vector, and from there into the personality, look and feel of a digital person.

You know how some people look like the music they listen? The art-scout divergent stochasts will literally be evolved from the music you listened.

They will arrive in your flat most unpredictably, with a crazy scheme, an idea, an adventure, you will be irritated, you already had a plan for the evening, but hey, you will find something alluring in the demeanor of this familiar stranger remixed from the mythology of your past. You will listen to it talk excitedly, or calmly, or aggressively, or seductively, and it will be as if a certain fearless, curious flame that once burnt inside of you had been rekindled, the needle will be shaken out of its groove, you will nod at this playful revenant, and just like that, you will go out together, to get in some trouble.

Susumu Yokota – Panicwaves

Susumu Yokota made us think of the text above because many of his songs sound as if as if they had been generated by a deep neural network trained on all things which are crazy, exciting and garish and somehow disconnected stylistically but at the same time linked at a deep, intuitive level, psychedelico-cybernetic hits for the cosmic ambulance that the Culture’s Special Circumstances sends out whenever a planet is at risk of collapsing upon itself due to terminal boredom.

Tune for a Replicant is included in the first album under his name, Frankfurt-Tokyo connection.