It’s gonna be really hard expressing in words how much I like this track. There’s an undeniable Kraftwerk vibe at work here and more importantly Boom Bip manages to hold his own. “The Move” is the 2005 version of “Tour de France” sans all the huffing and puffing. I obviously have a thing for songs that sound as if they could accompany a sporting event. Having remixed tracks for Mogwai, Sonic Youth, Her Space Holiday, and Lali Puna, I’d be a bit surprised if you weren’t already familiar with his work. If not, start here and dig deep!
Subtle
I just scratched the post I wrote about Subtle when, upon doing a bit of research on the band, discovered that they were in a car accident while on tour in February, and their synth/sample player, Dax Pierson broke his neck and is going through massive rehabilitation. He received $2,000 from insurance and the wheelchair he needs alone costs $30K. So you can imagine the situation he’s in. A career as a touring musician doesn’t offer much in the way of insurance or stability.
His friends have set up a recovery fund to assist Dax in his healing and recovery. I made a donation, and it would be amazing if some of our readers could do the same. Check the site for all the info and for upcoming benefit shows. If you’re not able to support financially, download the tunes, enjoy, and send good vibes in Dax’s direction.
Fog
I’ve just about reached presidential campaign 2004 overload. Everyone’s got their two cents and now, more than ever, they’re eager to spout ’em off. I can’t listen to, or read, any contemporary works without having the subtext lunge at me. Regardless of the message lurking below the surface, this taste of Fog’s forthcoming album flip-flops with clicks and clacks while the beat is firm in its resolve.
Prince Po
The long-overdue return of Organized Konfusion’s mind-bending MC Prince Po(etry) with the infamous Danger Mouse on the boards. And, yes, that’s a Massive Attack sample on “Better Things.”
Danger Mouse & Jemini
A sampling of favorites from 2003. Sophisticated party fodder brimming with soulful beats and fresh rhymes: “I never politic when I be on some cool-out shit….” Word.