Saturday, 31 July 2010


So working backwards. About forty-five minutes before this interview with Blondes at Spanky Van Dykes, I had a chat with George and Cal about D/R/U/G/S. The reason this interview is shorter is because after three minutes, we decided it was time to chase the dragon. Obviously. In fact, I took the above picture after we all got really high. D/R/U/G/S can do that to people.

What’s been your worst drug moment?
C: Nothing spectacular, just standard horrible comedowns. We’re not like massive crackheads. Some girl did give me crack to smoke last year, by accident though, I thought it was just a bong of weed. That was horrible. Never again.

G: First time on MD, didn’t know how much to take.
Ended up bombing a whole gram of really strong stuff. I lost my mind.

C: That was bad.
G: Felt like I was in……what d’ya call it?...that film
C: What film?
G: With Johnny Depp?

J: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas?
C: Oh right!
G: Some of the things I saw that night!

Cliché, but drugs. all about euphoria and paranoia no?

C: It’s an unnatural high, the whole Buddhist way of thinking is pretty accurate. It is harming the body, ‘cause you’re achieving an unnatural high and the whole point of the band...why we picked the band name ‘cause you wanna achieve that natural high without using drugs. You can actually do that through music. I’ve had moments like that, specific moments.


G: We’ve not named it because we love drugs.
C: That’s the reaction we tend to get, which is understandable.
G: It does seem like an obvious band name!

I’m more intrigued as to why you use the slashes?

C: Oh yeah?
G: So it can be googled.
C: Solely just to google it
G: If you google drugs, what you gonna get?
G: Ten million responses, you won’t find us.
G: It’s just a visual aesthetic to make it stand out. Probably change it to dots soon.

Love / Lust flickers in a way I find agreeable.
D/R/U/G/S/ - Love /Lust

Friday, 30 July 2010

interview: blondes

Blondes are Zach Steinman and Sam Haar. I caught up with them just before they recently wowed a crowd of three or four hundred dozen at Spanky Van Dykes in Nottingham the other day. Moondance is typically glorious, sprawling shifty Gottsching-esque visco trance. I say visco-trance because it makes me feel like I’m in lots of different places and in most of these places I’m dancing and punching the air like in a discotheque. Viscous means sticky and thick.

Blondes - Moondance

I didn’t really ask them about music, I figured I’d leave that to the professionals. This is probably the point where I should tell you the interview is after the jump or something, it's not. Sorry.

What’s your favourite blonde?
Zach: I’m gonna try and do a range.
Faye Dunaway. Wasn’t she blonde? No, she just recently died.
Sam: She died right after dead boy.

J: Dead boy?
S: Heath Ledger
Z: No, she was upstaged by Michael Jackson.
S: Meg Ryan. All of them.
Z: Lauren Conrad, Meg Ryan.

Who would you rather kill? Superman or Batman:
Z: Superman. I was just never a superman fan.
S: I would say Batman though, cos you’d have a chance.

Last record you loved / killed?
S: Telepathe – Devil’s Trident 7”.

What’s the best thing about Merok?
S: Busy.
Z: Busy the Dog. He’s Milo’s dog. He’s an English bull-terrier.
S: Besides that.
Z: Everyone else.
S: They’re a bunch of good people. All the music on there’s wonderfully eclectic.

What’s your favourite meal?
Z: Big burrito fan.
S: I really like kale.
Z: Come on.
S: I really like kale.
Z: Just for the record, I call bullshit.
S: What? What?
Z: You do like kale, but it’s not your meal.
S: I like it so much.
Z: It’s not a meal.
Z: You do like it a lot.
S: It is my favourite meal.
Z: Alright, it’s in the favourite meal.

So there you have it.
D/R/U/G/S on the way.

Thursday, 29 July 2010

love is spent.

The sky screamed foreboding. The weather girl told otherwise, uncomfortably holding this vacuous grin. It comes from trying to pass off information you received only a split-second ago as expertise. I can't believe you actually liked it, I mean anybody can wave their hands around and read autocue.

Sudden thunderstorms were never your thing though. You preferred to run like clockwork. I thought I'd surprise you for lunch that day, only to surprise myself recognizing that same grin plastered clumsily all over the face of your colleague. You fucking bastard.

Wednesday, 28 July 2010

native speaker

Lemonade is sugar, water and lemons
Sweet, reassuring and bitter.

The tallest glass can vanish in a flash, if you're thirsty.
Some days, there's nothing better.

Thursday, 22 July 2010

breaking up on entry

This song by the ganja-vadge loving Gayngs makes me sad.
It's as if George Michael never did dance again and stumbled guiltily
onto a space-craft where he now orbits Planet Love, hoping one day
he will re-enter its atmosphere. Instead, he just gets lean and crashes his hovercraft into asteroid belts in the early hours of Sunday morning.

Friday, 16 July 2010

the world ended already

I wanna get to bed.
She made that face.

Well what do you expect?
said the sky
This is what happens.
The world ended already. and you want go to sleep?

I thought this was just a tranquil voice
floating on the air
This post-apocalyptic mess-tale
just got a whole lot more sinister.
Danzie's dawn daffodil lullaby fell into the hands of
Tempur Pedic and now I'm starting to feel uneasy.
More on him later.

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

eat your heart out

Bubblegunk is one of those pure, unashamed supreme pop moments.
The all out pop 'afterthought' for you to dance in the street in
after consuming Uv Been Robbed (Joking, But Not).

Entrepreneurs - Bubblegunk

If this throwback synth spectacular doesn't soundtrack your summer,
there is something wrong with you.
There is nothing else to say really.
Massive grins all-round.
Eddie Van Halen would eat his grandma for that guitar solo.

Tuesday, 13 July 2010


Weird and beautiful.
Old school meeting new school.
Somewhere in between all that is Laurel Halo's new clip.
Auto-piloting her own dreams, whilst singing into the camera.
These subconscious flights of fancy
as realised by Josef Kraska
glimmer with zealous intent. It weirds me out a little.
Like Sigourney Weaver in Ghostbusters. Get the King Felix EP in your life now.

This is a remix for How To Dress Well.
As you would expect, she takes the Brooklyn bedroom producer to a far off place.
Calling someone a bedroom producer
can make them sound like they produce bedrooms.
Fancy that.

Laurel Halo - The Cult of Optimism

As well as turning me onto all kinds of amazingly weird visual videos
she also makes a killer mix.
Head to Warmer Climes.

Monday, 12 July 2010

if i even felt it at all

'I think I felt it back there,
only for a minute
if I even felt it all

There was a thickness that hung
in the air
but now it's thinning
Everything is opening up'

Long Long Long are from Nova Scotia.
Their music fizzes with youthful abandon, grinning at you from ear to ear.
Rousing moments to shake you, precious pockets to hide in, everything loosened up and running on whiskey autopilot or some shit like that.
Their latest and greatest, Shorts, is on bandcamp, follow their name to
Let the good times roll. They already did. Did they?

Sunday, 11 July 2010

safe as mansions

Twenty two seconds of stacatto electronic perfection to put you in a trance.
Cover your eyes
swimming in a pool of darkness.
Beautiful echoes
a rush of intimacy.

Rich and wounded, playful yet doused in melancholy
Chris Edley's voice on this track is elegant to the max.

It feels like wearing your favourite jacket when you're home alone
and nobody will ever see you in it.

Friday, 9 July 2010

stella mortos

I was always going to put out a record at some point. This is the first.
Entrepreneurs is the artist. Hunting Roger Rabbit and Six Severed Hates are the tracks.
You can hear a preview above, kindly created by Forrest Tramp.

More on the tracks themselves at another time.
For now I'm going to talk about the object itself.
Each of the 300 vinyls is to be screenprinted by hand
by Dan & Katrin.

Every one will come with a lyric sheet, some will be hand-written.
Some of them will have pages from Entrepreneurs' notebook.
The first few will get a hip-hop beats CD entitled The Super-Ego: Dustbugs.
Head over to the Stella Mortos bigcartel now. Don't delay, buy today.

Entrepreneurs - Brooklands - taken from The Super-Ego: Dustbugs

Tuesday, 6 July 2010

faking jazz together

I first saw Connan Mockasin nearly four years ago.
He cuts a strange figure always.
The opening moments of this glisten with beauty
like a soundtrack to sad, forgotten home movies that have been on loop for eons
Tumbling down rabbitholes into guitars that coo
'I know, don't worry, I'm here, still'
Vast expanses shimmering through the eyes of needles.

Connan Mockasin - Faking Jazz Together