<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352</id><updated>2012-01-27T12:25:15.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated Dance Steps</title><subtitle type='html'>email me at complicateddancesteps@gmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>412</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5197158941090622620</id><published>2010-12-13T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T14:14:04.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated Dance Steps The Label!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/TQaZI5FUD5I/AAAAAAAABQg/RMvcGZ2_wA4/s1600/Party%2BFlyer%2B1%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/TQaZI5FUD5I/AAAAAAAABQg/RMvcGZ2_wA4/s320/Party%2BFlyer%2B1%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550291968821825426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time. Sorry about that. I started a cassette label. I am gonna see what happens. I got a great roster of friends and we plan on putting out all sorts of music,art,and books. Come out and party with us on Friday night if your in LA. The afterparty will feature great dance jams from SFV ACid, Sun Araw, M.Geddes Gengras, and Pete Majors. I think others too but i don't know all of the details. ITs gonna be FUN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5197158941090622620?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5197158941090622620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5197158941090622620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5197158941090622620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5197158941090622620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/12/complicated-dance-steps-label.html' title='Complicated Dance Steps The Label!'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/TQaZI5FUD5I/AAAAAAAABQg/RMvcGZ2_wA4/s72-c/Party%2BFlyer%2B1%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3640109394287893566</id><published>2010-02-18T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:41:34.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles De Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S33bK9sdiTI/AAAAAAAABP8/gC8rvmjb8OI/s1600-h/dyn002_original_472_472_pjpeg_2539184_77ef4ec1ce14529892fddb20c8c100cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S33bK9sdiTI/AAAAAAAABP8/gC8rvmjb8OI/s320/dyn002_original_472_472_pjpeg_2539184_77ef4ec1ce14529892fddb20c8c100cf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439744906339649842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?unym5moom2z"&gt;lgorhythmes&lt;/a&gt; is French cold.new wave post punk Radness! 1981.  track 6 is a Bowie cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3640109394287893566?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3640109394287893566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3640109394287893566' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3640109394287893566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3640109394287893566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/charles-de-goal.html' title='Charles De Goal'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S33bK9sdiTI/AAAAAAAABP8/gC8rvmjb8OI/s72-c/dyn002_original_472_472_pjpeg_2539184_77ef4ec1ce14529892fddb20c8c100cf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-8956400706299024265</id><published>2010-02-18T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:56:47.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll The Dice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S33Tj13dAzI/AAAAAAAABP0/1xHZeoBXG0U/s1600-h/RTD-lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S33Tj13dAzI/AAAAAAAABP0/1xHZeoBXG0U/s320/RTD-lrg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439736537641976626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this is the official &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?j3ktnqjxgyk"&gt;debut&lt;/a&gt; recording from Swedish duo Roll the Dice, Malcolm Pardon and Peder Mannerfelt are certainly not strangers to the world of independent music. Mannerfelt has been producing records for years as The Subliminal Kid and also produces and tours with Fever Ray while Pardon continously composes for film and television. Having shared a studio in southern Stockholm for several years, they finally decided to join forces in something musical. If the original impetus was little more than sharing a bottle of wine and attempting to make something different, the final result is something far beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each session started and ended in the same way. There were to be no pro-conceived ideas going in, but had to be a completed track at the end of each day. These forced limitations led to a creative cloudburst, finding unexpected passages from beginning to end. Elements of early electronica bleed into hints of minimalists such as Terry Riley and Arvo Pärt. Repetition and understated progression engage the listener subtly. It may bring a piece of Basic Channel to mind, but it's another beast entirely. Each track consists of only synths and piano. Nothing more. No computer processing. No drum machines. Pure analog. The result is something warm and emotive. There may be a murky darkness underlying these tracks, something almost sinister but there's a streak of something comfortingly familiar running throughout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years after their first session together they put the finishing touches on the record through the API desk at the legendary Gröndal studio in west Stockholm. It is music that etches itself in your mind like diamond on glass. Pardon and Mannerfelt operate with absolute precision, expressing raw emotions and ideas that are as flitting as they are unforgettable. Each new morning is a chance and Roll the Dice are just getting started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-8956400706299024265?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8956400706299024265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=8956400706299024265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8956400706299024265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8956400706299024265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/roll-dice.html' title='Roll The Dice'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S33Tj13dAzI/AAAAAAAABP0/1xHZeoBXG0U/s72-c/RTD-lrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-6553198858038085361</id><published>2010-01-21T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:41:55.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JD Emmanuel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S1jXipPnHrI/AAAAAAAABPY/pnuc84jk-x4/s1600-h/Wizards-800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S1jXipPnHrI/AAAAAAAABPY/pnuc84jk-x4/s320/Wizards-800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429326340981989042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mjnttz4mtkm"&gt;Wizards&lt;/a&gt; was my first deep trance electronic music album. This album was inspired by Terry Riley , one of the earliest people ever to compose and perform long, extended, cyclic pieces in the electronic format. This music was composed and performed in '81 and '82.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider this album my best work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instrumentation is three Sequencial Circuits PRO-1s, Crumar Traveler One and a Yamaha SK-20, all real time recording to a Teac 4-track reel-to-reel. I mixed the four tracks to a Teac A-7300 Master 2-Track tape recorder using a DeltaLab DL-2 to create the delay track. In 2006, I used a Tascam 34B 4-track to remaster all my master tapes to digital master of 196 KHz/24 bit .WAV files using Soundforge 8 software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original Wizards LP was published in the Summer of 1982 with the black and white cover. The initial tracks had not names and were call Movements I-V. Several years later sales had slowed down, in an effort to improve sales we tried the color cover and I created names for each track, as shown on the samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me taken in 1982 during the creation of Wizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S1jXoGk3lHI/AAAAAAAABPg/CENFGyzLtrk/s1600-h/Daniel-Wizards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S1jXoGk3lHI/AAAAAAAABPg/CENFGyzLtrk/s320/Daniel-Wizards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429326434755122290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-6553198858038085361?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6553198858038085361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=6553198858038085361' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6553198858038085361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6553198858038085361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/jd-emmanuel.html' title='JD Emmanuel'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S1jXipPnHrI/AAAAAAAABPY/pnuc84jk-x4/s72-c/Wizards-800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1267986779264155886</id><published>2010-01-14T18:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:05:30.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deleyaman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0_NGg97Q8I/AAAAAAAABPQ/Sb-HEbFzggc/s1600-h/1459984997-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0_NGg97Q8I/AAAAAAAABPQ/Sb-HEbFzggc/s320/1459984997-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426781587817317314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the release of the album “3”, in 2006, over 25 titles were written and composed by Deleyaman. 11 of these compositions, entirely recorded, mixed and mastered in the band's studio in Normandy, France, are now presented as &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?w1y2lzgzoyn"&gt;“Fourth, Part One”&lt;/a&gt; . The remaining material is set to appear later as  “Fourth, Part Two”, a complimentary yet contrasting sister-release which will come later this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall mood of this new album is different from their prior releases, yet the sincerity with which they continue to explore their art is a constant in Deleyaman's work. Inspiration for the lyrics comes partially from the works of American poets E.A. Robinson, A. Hecht, R.W. Emerson, E.A. Poe, H. Crane and T. Stickney, but also from the Lebanese mystic poet Khalil Gibran. Most of the titles are sung in English, except for two tracks sung in Armenian and the track “Jardin”, sung in French, the words taken from the poem “Nous n'irons plus au bois”, by T. de Banville. The use of several languages by Beatrice Valantin and Aret Madilian, the two vocalists, has always been a distinct characteristic of the band, whose members all come from different backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleyaman’s style, which to this day remains difficult to classify into a single genre, is further defined by the inclusion of the duduk, an Armenian wind instrument. More than simply adding an ethnic reference to their compositions, the duduk grants them a unique tone, emphasizing the ethereal and exotic qualities that allow the album to reach beyond the darker specter of alternative music from which the band originally derived. Through their art, Deleyaman translate a sense of timeless spirituality into a contemporary and universal language, carrying the listener into a mesmerizing world which still sounds comfortably familiar and close at heart. “Fourth, Part One” is presented in Digipak format, accompanied by a 32-page booklet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1267986779264155886?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1267986779264155886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1267986779264155886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1267986779264155886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1267986779264155886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/deleyaman.html' title='Deleyaman'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0_NGg97Q8I/AAAAAAAABPQ/Sb-HEbFzggc/s72-c/1459984997-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7312871299398720293</id><published>2010-01-09T14:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:54:25.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ Sprinkles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0kIyMQX8aI/AAAAAAAABPA/ABM8OTMi5oU/s1600-h/m120b-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0kIyMQX8aI/AAAAAAAABPA/ABM8OTMi5oU/s320/m120b-cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424876884520858018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/c0sme8"&gt;Midtown 120&lt;/a&gt; Intro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    House isn't so much a sound as a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There must be a hundred records with voice-overs asking, "What is house?" The answer is always some greeting card bullshit about "life, love, happiiness...." The House Nation likes to pretend clubs are an oasis from suffering, but suffering is in here with us. (If you can get in, that is. I think of one time in New York when they wouldn't let me into the Loft, and I could hear they were actually playing one of my records on the dance floor at that very moment. I shit you not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Let's keep sight of the things you're trying to momentarily escape from. After all, it's that larger context that created the house movement and brought you here. House is not universal. House is hyper-specific: East Jersey, Loisaida, West Village, Brooklyn - places that conjure specific beats and sounds. As for the sounds of New York dance floors themselves, today's house classics might have gotten worked into a set once in a while, but the majority of music at every club was major label vocal shit. I don't care what anybody tells you. Besides, New York Deep House may have started out as minimal, mid-tempo instrumentals, but when distributors began demanding easy selling vocal tracks, even the label "Strictly Rhythm" betrayed the promise of it's own name by churning out strictly vocal after strictly vocal. Most Europeans still think "Deep House" means shitty, high energy vocal house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So what was the New York house sound? House wasn't so much a sound as a situation. The majority of DJ's - DJ's like myself - were nobody's in nowhere clubs: unheard and unpaid. In the words of Sylvester: reality was less "everybody is a star," and more "I who have nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Twenty years later, major distribution gives us Classic House, the same way soundtracks in Vietnam war films gave us Classic Rock. The contexts from which the Deep House sound emerged are forgotten: sexual and gender crises, transgendered sex work, black market hormones, drug and alcohol addiction, loneliness, racism, HIV, ACT-UP, Thompkins Sq. Park, police brutality, queer-bashing, underpayment, unemployment and censorship - all at 120 beats per minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    These are the Midtown 120 Blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ball'r (Madonna-Free Zone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When Madonna came out with her hit "Vogue" you knew it was over. She had taken a very specifically queer, transgendered, Latino and African-American phenomenon and totally erased that context with her lyrics, "It makes no difference if you're black or white, if you're a boy or a girl." Madonna was taking in tons of money, while the Queen who actually taught her how to vogue sat before me in the club, strung out, depressed and broke. So if anybody requested "Vogue" or any other Madonna track, I told them, "No, this is a Madonna-free zone! And as long as I'm DJ-ing, you will not be allowed to vogue to the decontextualized, reified, corporatized, liberalized, neutralized, asexualized, re-genderized pop reflection of this dance floor's reality!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Grand Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In 1986, at age 18, I left Missouri by train, pulling into Midtown Manhattan's Grand Central Station some 72 hours later. Until that point life had, quite frankly, been miserable, each and every day facing verbal and physical harassment as a queer-fag-pussy-AIDS bait. The climate in New York wasn't really so different. But from within my isolation I saw others isolated like myself. One of the places we met, in our self-containment, was on the dance floor. The nastiest and seediest clubs were located in Midtown. That's mostly where I DJ'ed, at tragic places like Sally's II and Club 59. In the early 1990's, Disney bought 42nd Street, closing the places around which transgendered life revolved for many of us. That "community of isolation" was scattered to other cities, other states, other countries. Isolated, still....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7312871299398720293?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7312871299398720293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7312871299398720293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7312871299398720293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7312871299398720293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/dj-sprinkles.html' title='DJ Sprinkles'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0kIyMQX8aI/AAAAAAAABPA/ABM8OTMi5oU/s72-c/m120b-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2004792279172963531</id><published>2010-01-07T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:11:11.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M. Pyres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0Z36o2mQpI/AAAAAAAABO4/nuTFlGuYrug/s1600-h/dsmmbr500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0Z36o2mQpI/AAAAAAAABO4/nuTFlGuYrug/s320/dsmmbr500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424154650496877202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Banishment Cycle&lt;br /&gt;2. Refrain for Lens Flair&lt;br /&gt;3. Dark Waves (silence)&lt;br /&gt;4. Central Taxi for Dreamland&lt;br /&gt;5. Vacation to Old Wax Island&lt;br /&gt;6. Light Waves (silence)&lt;br /&gt;7. Cold Hawks on Heat Wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runtime: 27:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recorded by matthew alone in his bedroom&lt;br /&gt;synths, guitars, old records, field recordings, hammond organ&lt;br /&gt;November - December 2009&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to : a dead dog, a long year, a break up, a bedroom and indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hqkyztyozkz"&gt;DSMMBR&lt;/a&gt; is not an official PS release, but if you would like a special ordered CDr (for $5 w/ shipping included)&lt;br /&gt;please email Matthew and he will burn/make/send you one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msagesound@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2004792279172963531?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2004792279172963531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2004792279172963531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2004792279172963531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2004792279172963531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/m-pyres.html' title='M. Pyres'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0Z36o2mQpI/AAAAAAAABO4/nuTFlGuYrug/s72-c/dsmmbr500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2513846975015572472</id><published>2010-01-07T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:04:46.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harald Grosskopf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0Z0lhyLd8I/AAAAAAAABOw/U7hO-UP7ZfU/s1600-h/S4xkH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0Z0lhyLd8I/AAAAAAAABOw/U7hO-UP7ZfU/s320/S4xkH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424150989287159746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to one thing he's best at and two artists he collaborated with in a major way, Harald Grosskopf is one of the fine percussionists in the classic length and impact of electronic music - and the first to ever combine dubs between rhythms and synthesizers, as a soloist drummer and in his solo music, from what the bio here points out with precision. His spirit would effortlessly be the mask of a musician that's representative to the German electro-rock movement, if only we wouldn't cautiously prefer not to rise him up such subjective scales. In the same way, we would name him very easily one of the fantastic drummers and percussionists of the classic decade, if only the entire vast period of kraut, electro-kraut then finally electro rock wouldn't be absolutely rich in icons and excellent musicians, including drummers and rhythmicists (plus, Grosskopf didn't impressively appear in many bands of the early years). So let's just mention his prime work with Ashra, after Gottsching changed quite consistently his solo band sounds (meaning Blackouts onwards), plus with Klaus Schulze/Wahnfried, friend, fine collaborator and (this time) grand master in the electronic music course. On a personal note, but also by some of his solo music, Grosskopf seems and in the end is an enjoyable and crafted musician, open-minded at least to when drumming and the fusion of electronic dynamics can have their idle succulence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting his solo small achievements up in 1980, somewhat synchronized with Ashra's final days of continuity but not with Schulze's new ideas of electronic digital music - with percussions mit dabei -, Grosskopf solves rather simplistically the problem of electronic/keyboard music-playing. Simple become the albums as well, meanwhile a dose of playfulness and an acing in sequencing/synthesizing the right stuff (the right buttons) make up the real qualities in his music. Grosskopf does make music as an individual artist, at least in albums such as this &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?1ioyyyhzl2y"&gt;Synthesist&lt;/a&gt;, but also follows the strict principles that, mostly, were handled by Ashra to a point. Synthesist's narrow edge is that it lacks originality, yet it finds an almost natural freshness, sticking to light-synth music and even dowsing the drum-bomb that could easily make up a heat, nonetheless creating a gentle, successful, admirably essential and recommended work; mainly for altruists listeners, but eventually for soft-boiled critics and great fans of this sort of fusion as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synthesist also rhymes with sequential here on, where Grosskopf's powerful pleasure goes deep into dynamic, fizzing electronic compositions, the combination of fairy melodies, cycling keyboard sounds and (last but not least) the percussion infusion being probably dubbed over several rehearsals and synchronized recordings. The taste of these tracks flows exactly like Ashra's un-sensational, but intense and cheerful glimpses (a la Correlations or a bit of un-fluesy Belle Alliance). The soil for this style is nowhere near rich, but it's no pop or grease either, Grosskopf preferring at any time an ambitious and curios dance over fine art or complex looping. On some moment, the drumming is convincingly superior, alternating upwards to some Nietzsche fast taps, or downwards to a split end of lite-disco. The contrast is set by focusing entirely on keyboards and organs (B. Adrian, Trauma), the result being nothing but ambient, lofty and un-smashing, but yet again enjoyable and un-superficial. There's a weak spot in the album, down precisely the last two tracks, which slip deeply and unforgettably into pop-electric/new-age simple hopping music (a la Baumann and other 80s minor soloists).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For how nice it sounds and how ideal it's worked, Synthesist is probably Grosskopf's finest and is a real treat above a normal session of synth-sequence music. With drums (and a small post-prog feeling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ricochet, progarchives.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2513846975015572472?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2513846975015572472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2513846975015572472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2513846975015572472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2513846975015572472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2010/01/harald-grosskopf.html' title='Harald Grosskopf'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/S0Z0lhyLd8I/AAAAAAAABOw/U7hO-UP7ZfU/s72-c/S4xkH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4104494311467456151</id><published>2009-12-14T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:41:29.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julianna Barwick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SyboNGj2EyI/AAAAAAAABOo/I4fJ_zZH-uY/s1600-h/600x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SyboNGj2EyI/AAAAAAAABOo/I4fJ_zZH-uY/s320/600x600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415270913756500770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julianna Barwick is a Brooklyn-based musician who has self-released two&lt;br /&gt;records. 2007's Sanguine, a collection of loop-based vocal arrangements,&lt;br /&gt;was made in her bedroom and completely improvised. 2009's &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lmjzzyyymyj"&gt;Florine EP&lt;/a&gt; adheres&lt;br /&gt;to the same loop-based, mostly vocal structure with minimal&lt;br /&gt;instrumentation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4104494311467456151?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4104494311467456151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4104494311467456151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4104494311467456151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4104494311467456151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Julianna Barwick'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SyboNGj2EyI/AAAAAAAABOo/I4fJ_zZH-uY/s72-c/600x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3338399652572882005</id><published>2009-12-02T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:50:28.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Garrison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SxdRRdhLxoI/AAAAAAAABOc/2_iEhu1YOmM/s1600-h/garrison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SxdRRdhLxoI/AAAAAAAABOc/2_iEhu1YOmM/s320/garrison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410882837732378242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Garrison or Garri was a synthesist from California, USA. He was born on November 28, 1956 in Oregon and died on March 24, 2004. At the age of 13 he wrote his first song and later, during his musical study at the Idaho University, he formed the basic for the first release on his own label Winspell Records, later Garrisongs Music. The original work was titled&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3wgw2zrvgjy"&gt; In The Regions Of Sunreturn and Beyond &lt;/a&gt;and based on the expeditions of Voyager 1 and 2. But when he managed to get a contract with BMG in 1980 the title changed to In The Regions Of Sunreturn and so he became also known in Europe. His style was typical strong sequences with monstrous solos played with various electronic instruments on top. Often a real wall-of-sound experience. An Earth-Star Trilogy differs from the rest of his work by having a much more calm atmosphere. He was strongly influenced by the European innovators of Electronic Music, like Klaus Schulze and Tangerine Dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3338399652572882005?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3338399652572882005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3338399652572882005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3338399652572882005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3338399652572882005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/michael-garrison.html' title='Michael Garrison'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SxdRRdhLxoI/AAAAAAAABOc/2_iEhu1YOmM/s72-c/garrison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-322257091229503760</id><published>2009-11-22T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:19:42.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queeen Victoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Swm4yw-ve3I/AAAAAAAABOU/UfVlWRQ1P2U/s1600/l_911a854d51139a0eecbc9c22eacf5499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Swm4yw-ve3I/AAAAAAAABOU/UfVlWRQ1P2U/s320/l_911a854d51139a0eecbc9c22eacf5499.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407056009916021618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ttmaydijtkw"&gt;The Endless Night&lt;/a&gt; is a ten-song album recorded at strange hours in a basement in Pittsburgh. Everyone else was asleep. The music is made up of acoustic guitar, electric guitar, piano, drums and voice. The songs are written by Nick Malkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-322257091229503760?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/322257091229503760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=322257091229503760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/322257091229503760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/322257091229503760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/11/queeen-victoria.html' title='Queeen Victoria'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Swm4yw-ve3I/AAAAAAAABOU/UfVlWRQ1P2U/s72-c/l_911a854d51139a0eecbc9c22eacf5499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4797990064277102343</id><published>2009-11-15T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:06:36.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SwBdanc4ghI/AAAAAAAABOM/Rt4SrhGN1_I/s1600-h/well-hung.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SwBdanc4ghI/AAAAAAAABOM/Rt4SrhGN1_I/s320/well-hung.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404422264692703762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finders Keepers break yet more ground with &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/d9bjl9"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, 22 stomping selections from the vaults of Eastern Europe's best kept secret, Hungaraton / Qualiton Records. This first ever compendium piles heavy psych, jazz, glam and funk onto a heaped spoonful dripping with the cream of the 60s/70s Hungarian rock scene - Omega, Metro, Locomotiv GT, Skorpio as well as Finders Keepers' very own jet-set fit-bit Sarolta Zalatnay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unique ways in which Hungarian rockers interpreted such sporadic and disparate influences and unknowingly mirrored embryonic developments in Western rock from behind a political blindfold is truly unique. The national pride of Hungary's pre-war musical heritage ensured that the state-owned label Supraphon's in-house studio was designed to immaculate classical standards with acoustic specifications that would put its surrounding Eastern European labels to shame. The quality of phonograph records, from a part of the world that was usually notorious for low quality pressings and repeatedly recycled vinyl, would surpass the European standards ensuring that the hand crafted sound of Hungary's futuristic pop music was light years ahead of its time and would stand the test of time for many (delayed) years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction of electronic instruments penetrated Hungary like a double-edged sword and polarised progressive pop aficionados over night. Where the introduction of Czechoslovakian electric guitars unified Eastern Europe's rock 'n' roll fantasists and spawned the rock in opposition movement in the mid 60's the spurious arrival of synthesizers ten years later spawned a host of new streams of hybrid rock which embraced funk, soul and disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restrictions of communism coupled with the silver-spooned Westerners musical xenophobia, however, as good as guaranteed that no matter how close Hungarians got to the authentic rock 'n roll sound their music would still never safely make the journey over the language barrier. In recent years, as much as 15 years since the collapse of the iron curtain, the interjection of many forms of latter day communist era art into popular western culture has become apparent and increasingly well documented. Hopefully at some stage discerning palettes will develop a taste for Hungarian rock music in the same way that we have come to accept, champion and be inspired by Polish poster art and Czech cinema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4797990064277102343?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4797990064277102343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4797990064277102343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4797990064277102343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4797990064277102343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-hung.html' title='Well Hung'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SwBdanc4ghI/AAAAAAAABOM/Rt4SrhGN1_I/s72-c/well-hung.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1316031160612890886</id><published>2009-10-15T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:15:29.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/StdmeGMgp9I/AAAAAAAABOE/qo-XnXYYybE/s1600-h/cdr4bOutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/StdmeGMgp9I/AAAAAAAABOE/qo-XnXYYybE/s320/cdr4bOutside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392891746044651474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like Fall for a few days here in LA.Sorry for the lack of posts. A lot of good things coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/1unsx1"&gt;Fall Mix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crocodiles - Young Drugs&lt;br /&gt;2. HTRK - Marry Me Tonight&lt;br /&gt;3. The XX - Heart Skipped A Beat&lt;br /&gt;4. Cold Cave - Love Comes Close&lt;br /&gt;5. Swishahouse - Luv Ya Girl RMX-(Screwed &amp; Chopped version)&lt;br /&gt;6. Blues Control - Tangier&lt;br /&gt;7. Richard Hawley - Don't Get Hung Up in Your Soul&lt;br /&gt;8. Greg Cartwright - Reptile Style&lt;br /&gt;9. Kings of Convenience - Mrs Cold&lt;br /&gt;10. The National - Ashamed of the Story I Told&lt;br /&gt;11. Fleetwood Mac - Dreams&lt;br /&gt;12. Lusine - Two Dots&lt;br /&gt;13. Atlas Sound - Quick Canal (w/Latetitia Sadier)&lt;br /&gt;14. Rameses III - I could Not Love You More Vinyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1316031160612890886?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1316031160612890886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1316031160612890886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1316031160612890886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1316031160612890886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-mix.html' title='Fall Mix'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/StdmeGMgp9I/AAAAAAAABOE/qo-XnXYYybE/s72-c/cdr4bOutside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-8699349169569624236</id><published>2009-10-06T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:12:57.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Far East Family Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Ssvg1gExBrI/AAAAAAAABN8/jwdcsJ5gXJM/s1600-h/nipp2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Ssvg1gExBrI/AAAAAAAABN8/jwdcsJ5gXJM/s320/nipp2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389648588826543794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarded by many as the first Japanese progressive rock group, the Far East Family Band featured the keyboardist and future new age composer, Kitaro. A keyboard-dominated space rock band, the Far East Family Band played extended compositions that brought comparisons to Tangerine Dream and early Pink Floyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group's first album was released under the band name of Far Out. After changing their name, the band released The Cave Down to Earth in 1975. Their first European release, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php.?fmw4jygeyn0"&gt;Nipponjin&lt;/a&gt; -- Join Our Mental Phase Sound (1975), featured re-recorded versions of material from the previous record and the album attributed to Far Out. The group's next record, Parallel Worlds (1976), was profoundly influenced by Klaus Schulze who Kitaro met on a trip through Europe. With the first track over 30 minutes long, the album bears similarities to Krautrock legends Ash Ra Tempel. Tenkujin (1977) followed and was the band's first and only American release. By this point, the band consisted of Miyashta (vocals, synths, guitars, bamboo flute), Hirohito Fukushima (guitar, vocals, koto), and Yujin Harada (drums, percussion). It would be the band's last record. ~ Geoff Orens, All Music Guide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-8699349169569624236?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8699349169569624236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=8699349169569624236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8699349169569624236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8699349169569624236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/10/far-east-family-band.html' title='Far East Family Band'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Ssvg1gExBrI/AAAAAAAABN8/jwdcsJ5gXJM/s72-c/nipp2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5001993638790875494</id><published>2009-09-24T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:38:41.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SrxWcFt-xvI/AAAAAAAABN0/HR8X_p7Tycc/s1600-h/bluescontrollocalflavor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SrxWcFt-xvI/AAAAAAAABN0/HR8X_p7Tycc/s320/bluescontrollocalflavor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385274294999631602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back, former Quiet Sun / Roxy Music / 801 behind-the-scenes mastermind Gill Manzanera--no relation to guitarist Phil Manzanera (whose real name is Philip Targett-Adams)--offered up a beguiling reminiscence of those heady days to the Swiss fanzine Sombre Reptiles:&lt;br /&gt;"What we were trying to do, you see, was harness the future into the present. However, we were severely at odds with technology, a ring modulator on a Fender Rhodes and a bit of funny business through an analog synth being about as far as one could go then. The work with Quiet Sun was the foundation, then later Phil and Eno built upon that within Roxy and if only Ferry had acquiesced to Brian having a go at 'Bogus Man,' I think the results would have been stunning (as well as longer-lasting). But alas, so then for 801, the decision was to incorporate the progressive and avant garde through a chamber of fusion (so to speak), the results of which are undeniable. Mind you, this was all during the burgeoning punk era, so it took a bit of time for some to settle in with what was happening. But isn't that the future, really; someone has to be the first out the door to know if the rest of us will need a jumper or not. It was all quite brilliant in that way, absolutely so, I should think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well, that all sounds... quite English. Oddly enough, that sliver of quinine-sotted nostalgia could be used as a swab of historical DNA pap to describe the fantastic newest shimmer from Blues Control. While past releases have been beauteous extrapolations into the miasmic core of psychedelia and billowing fog of ambient space, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?q0xzzw1nwkr"&gt;Local Flavor&lt;/a&gt; is the one where all the chickens have come home to roost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening track "Good Morning" is practically a sideways step into boogie rock (horn accompaniment provided by none other than Jesse Trbovich and Kurt Vile); with the proper seismic shift, it could almost be heard as an alternate reality take on "Re-make/Re-model." It's easily the band's longest stomp in the forest of rock since their debut cassette, and, man, them boots leave a bruise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining three tracks morph and ebb harmoniously--in true Blues Control fashion--the timbre occasionally elegiac, yet more often riffing on a plane that has yet to be transcribed. Local Flavor is 801 plus an extra one (8101, if you will), providing an unimaginable future that will take your breath away. So make sure you've paid your oxygen bill, because there are no free rides in the 82nd Century.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5001993638790875494?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5001993638790875494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5001993638790875494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5001993638790875494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5001993638790875494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-years-back-former-quiet-sun-roxy.html' title=''/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SrxWcFt-xvI/AAAAAAAABN0/HR8X_p7Tycc/s72-c/bluescontrollocalflavor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-854893835127585718</id><published>2009-08-19T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:17:26.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phaseone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SoxA3cMP9mI/AAAAAAAABNs/s9XOP60izvc/s1600-h/cover-300x297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SoxA3cMP9mI/AAAAAAAABNs/s9XOP60izvc/s320/cover-300x297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371739776750712418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Louis producer Phaseone gained quite a following with his amazing remixes of Animal Collective, Panda Bear, Bloc Party, Banjo or Freakout, and more. He recently followed this up with a free album showing that he’s not too shabby at creating his own tracks as well. Click &lt;a href="http://lefserecords.com/?page_id=282"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for the free download of Thanks But No Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-854893835127585718?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/854893835127585718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=854893835127585718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/854893835127585718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/854893835127585718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Phaseone'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SoxA3cMP9mI/AAAAAAAABNs/s9XOP60izvc/s72-c/cover-300x297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4500649258216740489</id><published>2009-08-05T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:22:12.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonstartssbandht</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Snp2AeC3QBI/AAAAAAAABNc/ZXl7mB4ESwI/s1600-h/Eddy-Edwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Snp2AeC3QBI/AAAAAAAABNc/ZXl7mB4ESwI/s320/Eddy-Edwin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366731656402518034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two brothers from Florida ... now in New York and Montreal. An international power duo without borders. High Rise disciples with angel voices. Here they've made an album of 12 anti-genre pop burners,&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?nj5eje1tmmt"&gt;An When&lt;/a&gt;. Thick with human voices. Choose your own single... Dad's on the cover" -Dœs Are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4500649258216740489?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4500649258216740489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4500649258216740489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4500649258216740489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4500649258216740489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/08/tonstartssbandht.html' title='Tonstartssbandht'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Snp2AeC3QBI/AAAAAAAABNc/ZXl7mB4ESwI/s72-c/Eddy-Edwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-6010462699262242380</id><published>2009-08-03T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:16:13.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obfusc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SneOCGOY2hI/AAAAAAAABNU/xuFpRvDuZe4/s1600-h/120msy8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SneOCGOY2hI/AAAAAAAABNU/xuFpRvDuZe4/s320/120msy8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365913647717079570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?zm2jzuoeyg3"&gt;STUNNING!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-6010462699262242380?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6010462699262242380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=6010462699262242380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6010462699262242380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6010462699262242380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/08/obfusc.html' title='obfusc'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SneOCGOY2hI/AAAAAAAABNU/xuFpRvDuZe4/s72-c/120msy8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5374526749820981653</id><published>2009-07-26T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:35:28.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kreng</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sm4AmNm899I/AAAAAAAABNM/nNIq-xaYSgE/s1600-h/5060096474234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sm4AmNm899I/AAAAAAAABNM/nNIq-xaYSgE/s320/5060096474234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224862732908498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrouded in the mystery and the opaque, otherworldly quality we've come to expect from the consistently remarkable Miasmah imprint, this beguiling debut album has been wrecking our collective heads here in the office for some time. Pieced together from a plethora of unidentified samples, field recordings and found sounds, Kreng taps into a unique, almost indescribable corner of the musical universe that originates from, and proceeds to completely re-imagine, the world of music for film and theatre. The eleven pieces here were, indeed, originally made for a variety of theatre productions and retain that illusory quality that's so often associated with arts-based music, but without any of the site-specific pretension or impenetrability that you'd think goes hand hand in with this kind of material. There's an intensely overbearing darkness to this work, covered by a dense thicket of layered drones and fuzzy sound recordings, but as each piece progresses narrow cracks begin to emerge, letting in shards of colour and light painted through fragments of jazz and classical music re-painted in shimmering, luxurious colours. It's very hard to think of any singular points of reference, but there are elements here that remind us of György Ligeti, Cliff Martinez, Moondog, Arvo Pärt, Arthur Lipsett, Deathprod, Bernard Herrmann and Dictaphone - while really sounding very little like any of them. "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?imkdfjzfktt"&gt;L'Autopsie Phénoménale De Dieu&lt;/a&gt;" is an incredible, utterly mesmerising collection of pieces that we have little doubt will entice, seduce and terrify you in equal measure and, needless to say, comes to you with our highest possible recommendation. ESSENTIAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5374526749820981653?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5374526749820981653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5374526749820981653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5374526749820981653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5374526749820981653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/kreng.html' title='Kreng'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sm4AmNm899I/AAAAAAAABNM/nNIq-xaYSgE/s72-c/5060096474234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-261931600998561045</id><published>2009-07-20T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:45:16.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Stevens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SmT_gV6UwDI/AAAAAAAABNE/qsUh4oTlO9I/s1600-h/Cat%2BStevens%2B-%2BMona%2BBone%2BJakon%2B-%2BFront1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SmT_gV6UwDI/AAAAAAAABNE/qsUh4oTlO9I/s320/Cat%2BStevens%2B-%2BMona%2BBone%2BJakon%2B-%2BFront1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360690387580403762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat Stevens virtually disappeared from the British pop scene in 1968, at the age of 20, after a meteoric start to his career. He had contracted tuberculosis and spent a year recovering, from both his illness and the strain of being a teenage pop star, before returning to action in the spring of 1970 -- as a very different 22-year-old -- with &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mzzhjjjccyl"&gt;Mona Bone Jakon&lt;/a&gt;. Fans who knew him from 1967 must have been surprised. Under the production aegis of former Yardbird Paul Samwell-Smith, he introduced a group of simple, heartfelt songs played in spare arrangements on acoustic guitars and keyboards and driven by a restrained rhythm section. Built on folk and blues structures, but with characteristically compelling melodies, Stevens' new compositions were tentative, fragmentary statements that alluded to his recent "Trouble," including the triviality of being a "Pop Star." But these were the words of a desperate man in search of salvation. Mona Bone Jakon was dominated by images of death, but the album was also about survival and hope. Stevens' craggy voice, with its odd breaks of tone and occasional huskiness, lent these sometimes sketchy songs depth, and the understated instrumentation further emphasized their seriousness. If Stevens was working out private demons on Mona Bone Jakon, he was well attuned to a similar world-weariness in pop culture. His listeners may not have shared his exact experience, but after the 1960s they certainly understood his sense of being wounded, his spiritual yearning, and his hesitant optimism. Mona Bone Jakon was only a modest success upon its initial release, but it attracted attention in the wake of the commercial breakthrough of its follow-up, Tea for the Tillerman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-261931600998561045?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/261931600998561045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=261931600998561045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/261931600998561045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/261931600998561045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/07/cat-stevens.html' title='Cat Stevens'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SmT_gV6UwDI/AAAAAAAABNE/qsUh4oTlO9I/s72-c/Cat%2BStevens%2B-%2BMona%2BBone%2BJakon%2B-%2BFront1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5678104270926921419</id><published>2009-06-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:11:33.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 6ths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Skq8ncbF_5I/AAAAAAAABMw/Fn3TURSt2lw/s1600-h/wasps_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Skq8ncbF_5I/AAAAAAAABMw/Fn3TURSt2lw/s320/wasps_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353298492914007954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6ths are a side project of the Magnetic Fields' Stephin Merritt, who produced and wrote all of the material on 1995's &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?idyimq0twkd"&gt;Wasps' Nest&lt;/a&gt;, as well as playing much of the music. He only sang one of the tracks, however, giving all of the remaining lead vocal slots to alternative rock faves like Barbara Manning, Dean Wareham (Luna), Georgia Hubley (Yo La Tengo), Chris Knox, Lou Barlow, Robert Scott (the Bats), Chris Knox, and Mary Timony (Helium). Brighter and poppier than his contemporaneous efforts with Magnetic Fields, it demonstrated (intentionally or inadvertently) that his principal talents are as a producer and composer, rather than a performer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5678104270926921419?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5678104270926921419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5678104270926921419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5678104270926921419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5678104270926921419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/6ths.html' title='The 6ths'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Skq8ncbF_5I/AAAAAAAABMw/Fn3TURSt2lw/s72-c/wasps_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5519365039860484238</id><published>2009-06-30T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:02:45.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Skpt70_2rBI/AAAAAAAABMg/q0i6Vx_Z7j0/s1600-h/107985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Skpt70_2rBI/AAAAAAAABMg/q0i6Vx_Z7j0/s320/107985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353211981689433106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing new album of krautrock-inspired beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?ntt2wzdvtlm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway II&lt;/a&gt;, the debut album by Subway on Soul Jazz Records, is a startling cosmic marriage of influences – German electronic rock music from the 1970s (Cluster, Kraftwerk, Neu, Harmonia, Ash Ra Tempel), 80s Detroit science fiction techno (Carl Craig, Juan Atkins, Jeff Mills) and a hint of Italian and European disco (Danielle Baldelli meets Cerrone, Space, Moroder and Jean Michel Jarre).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway are Michael Kirkman and Alan James and have been releasing music since 2000. Subway II was recorded at home in East London using a plethora of analog equipment and techniques that enabled them to create sound reflecting cityscapes such as Berlin, Dussseldorf, Detroit and Paris whilst at the same time creating a contemporary musical commentary of London in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album is a cosmic progression of post-dance music, focused more on meditative thought and space than one made for the dancefloor, yet still encompassing the rhythm and constant beat at the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their most recent appearance is on Soul Jazz Records Singles 2008-9 alongside Kode9, Digital Mystikz, Tetine, Secondo, Ramadanman and other forward thinking electronic pioneers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With three previous sell-out singles on Soul Jazz Records (Simplex, Satellites and 4410), an album ‘Empty Head’ (released in 2005) as well as a string of one-off projects, the group are currently name-checked by everyone from Hot Chip to DFA, Prinz Thomas to Carl Craig, with good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Subway II’ is a fitting conceptual statement of their current sound. Cosmic, post-dance, organic, meditative and hypnotic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5519365039860484238?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5519365039860484238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5519365039860484238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5519365039860484238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5519365039860484238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/subway.html' title='Subway'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Skpt70_2rBI/AAAAAAAABMg/q0i6Vx_Z7j0/s72-c/107985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-9167817601497476992</id><published>2009-06-29T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:46:10.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gnaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SklfntG1USI/AAAAAAAABMY/WYvkxDMkBUY/s1600-h/core075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SklfntG1USI/AAAAAAAABMY/WYvkxDMkBUY/s320/core075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352914767834337570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnaw present their debut album &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?qmzmmeuc0y2"&gt;This Face&lt;/a&gt;, viciously assaulting listeners with their unique brew of ultra-depressive, scathing, slug-paced extreme metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formed in 2006 by Alan Dubin (ex-Khanate, OLD) along with Jamie Sykes (ex-Burning Witch, Thorr's Hammer, Atavist), Carter Thornton (Enos Slaughter), Jun Mizumachi (ex-Ike Yard: 80's NYC industrial legends) and Brian Beatrice (Emmy Award winning sound design/mix wizard),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnaw's debut album This Face is the sonic culmination of over a year of sound experimentation. It's a genre-destroying journey that almost defies description. Sykes is a percussive madman blasting out anything from tribal beats to ultra slow tom killings. Mizumachi is a sound designer for film and television and is a master of electronics including synth, factory noise, metal bashing and other craziness. Beatrice is also a sound designer and mixer for film and television and was responsible for mixing This Face, as well as experimenting and adding additional sounds of torture. Thornton is a crafty musician who actually makes his own instruments, contributing guitar, bass, piano and some unnamed homemade "things" to the album. Dubin rounds out the group with his gut-wrenching vocals, noise and arrangements. Screaming, singing, whispers and chants can be heard throughout This Face. Dubin's lyrics will mentally rape you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-9167817601497476992?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9167817601497476992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=9167817601497476992' title='292 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/9167817601497476992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/9167817601497476992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/gnaw.html' title='Gnaw'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SklfntG1USI/AAAAAAAABMY/WYvkxDMkBUY/s72-c/core075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>292</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-290844658853403176</id><published>2009-06-26T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:56:46.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time!!! 2009 Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SklFwfNZARI/AAAAAAAABMQ/PPVXGe-KBBE/s1600-h/summertime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SklFwfNZARI/AAAAAAAABMQ/PPVXGe-KBBE/s320/summertime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352886331420246290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a nice little &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?dnjwim4zwjm"&gt;Summer mix&lt;/a&gt;. Go to the beach or pool and listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;1. Milky Globe/Sorcerer -  Soft Sea &lt;br /&gt;2. Cluster-    Stenthin&lt;br /&gt;3. Desire-    Dans Mes Reves&lt;br /&gt;4. Royksopp-    Silver Cruiser &lt;br /&gt;5. Lee Fields &amp; The Expressions-  Do you Love Me(Like You Say You Do)&lt;br /&gt;6. Odawas-    Harmless Lover's Discourse&lt;br /&gt;7. Crocodiles-    Summer of Hate&lt;br /&gt;8. Now -    Last&lt;br /&gt;9. The Halo Benders -  Turn It My Way&lt;br /&gt;10. Jubilee Singers-   Gonna Like It&lt;br /&gt;11. Dino Felipe -   Stuck On You&lt;br /&gt;12. Girls -   God Damned&lt;br /&gt;13. White Denim -   Regina Holding Hands&lt;br /&gt;14. Jane -   Way To Paradise&lt;br /&gt;15. Le Corbeau -   Hibou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-290844658853403176?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/290844658853403176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=290844658853403176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/290844658853403176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/290844658853403176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-time-2009-mix.html' title='Summer Time!!! 2009 Mix'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SklFwfNZARI/AAAAAAAABMQ/PPVXGe-KBBE/s72-c/summertime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2437507492435060386</id><published>2009-06-24T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:37:34.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SkLEn5FNd3I/AAAAAAAABMI/BgZQqgT50J0/s1600-h/rcd-2086---in-the-country_-whiteout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SkLEn5FNd3I/AAAAAAAABMI/BgZQqgT50J0/s320/rcd-2086---in-the-country_-whiteout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351055496886187890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious, epic and grand in scale, In The Country´s third album ”&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/9eb7iv"&gt;Whiteout&lt;/a&gt;” qualifies to be called their magnum opus. Most of the music was performed and written as a thank you, as is the tradition, after leader Morten Qvenild was awarded Kongsberg Jazzfestival´s prestigious Musician Award. Other receivers have included notables such as Nils Petter Molvær, Bugge Wesseltoft and Sidsel Endresen. Qvenild is already established as a writer with a strong signature, original and melodic with elements from many genres of music. His playing is rich in detail and dynamics but never dominant, and together with bassist Roger Arntzen and drummer Pål Hausken´s sensitive and inventive contributions we are in for a treat when it comes to trio interplay. These eight compositions are all between seven and twelve minutes and are given time to develop, much like the best exploratory jazz and progressive rock music. Another triumph from the band whose previous effort was dubbed ”one of the finest and most arresting albums to come out of Europe this year” by Downbeat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2437507492435060386?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2437507492435060386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2437507492435060386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2437507492435060386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2437507492435060386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-country.html' title='In The Country'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SkLEn5FNd3I/AAAAAAAABMI/BgZQqgT50J0/s72-c/rcd-2086---in-the-country_-whiteout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3452628808055850913</id><published>2009-06-19T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:09:21.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Halo Benders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjvvijYLT7I/AAAAAAAABMA/BzByHUn6Ats/s1600-h/halo_benders_2-764936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjvvijYLT7I/AAAAAAAABMA/BzByHUn6Ats/s320/halo_benders_2-764936.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349132359323832242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?yzyonymja2w"&gt;Don't Tell Me Now&lt;/a&gt; sees Calvin Johnson's baritone and Doug Martsch's high-pitched whine working with and against each other to catchy effect. Lyrically obtuse, with subject matter praising draft dodgers as heroes and a supremely catchy theme song about themselves, the Halo Benders create a guitar-heavy indie poptopia throughout the album. Martsch might not attack his guitar in as epic a fashion as he does with Built to Spill, but his trademark sound is on display throughout. Built to Spill fans might consider this a Built to Spill album as recorded by Martsch at a circus. If that metaphor holds up, Johnson becomes the ringleader, singing about all sorts of mundane things and randomly spouting clichés. Martsch in turn becomes the more serious guitar god and a more realistic conscience. The album might seem scatterbrained, but the mix of vocal styles makes for charming harmonies amid mostly enjoyable hooks. God Don't Make No Junk might be a little more charming and The Rebel's Not In might be better produced and more melodic, but Don't Tell Me Now has more than a few diamonds in its rough. It might be smart to note that each album contains a contraction in its title, as the fractured nature of the music suggests a similar fusing of two styles: Johnson's arch wit with Martsch's brave sonic force and heartfelt emotion. Don't Tell Me Now isn't a great rock &amp; roll album, but it's as fun to listen to as it must have been to record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3452628808055850913?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3452628808055850913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3452628808055850913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3452628808055850913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3452628808055850913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/halo-benders.html' title='The Halo Benders'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjvvijYLT7I/AAAAAAAABMA/BzByHUn6Ats/s72-c/halo_benders_2-764936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4538776036596912221</id><published>2009-06-10T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:00:58.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Hauschildt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBkwmqmw1I/AAAAAAAABL4/de6yzzQczpM/s1600-h/o2077804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBkwmqmw1I/AAAAAAAABL4/de6yzzQczpM/s320/o2077804.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345883543864525650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New limited edition solo album from Steve Hauschildt, dedicated to the Isley Brothers (?!)&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?jdiznmwmzmw"&gt;Critique of the Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;.. This is one of Steve’s most straightforwardly beautiful keyboard sets, with the kind of haunting, melancholy melodies of early Asmus Tietchens given treatments of rolling fuzz and choirs of heavenly synth. Somewhere between the devotional electronics of early Kraut thinkers like Harmonia, Cluster and Klaus Schulze and the technicolour drone work of UK outfits like Sunroof and Ashtray Navigations, this is a stunning set and comes with full-colour sleeve art by Steve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4538776036596912221?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4538776036596912221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4538776036596912221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4538776036596912221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4538776036596912221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/steve-hauschildt.html' title='Steve Hauschildt'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBkwmqmw1I/AAAAAAAABL4/de6yzzQczpM/s72-c/o2077804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2248141108221907626</id><published>2009-06-10T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:49:53.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>City Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBieVOOHbI/AAAAAAAABLw/u15c-kQNJLM/s1600-h/type045_cover_size_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBieVOOHbI/AAAAAAAABLw/u15c-kQNJLM/s320/type045_cover_size_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345881030921166258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this eponymous album may be the &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?2ydmwzn4djk"&gt;debut&lt;/a&gt; from occasional New Yorker Fred Thomas, he's far from a newcomer to the scene. Rather he has spent most of his life in search of the perfect pop music, first as the frontman/mastermind of Saturday Looks Good To Me and now under his oddly monikered solo project. Apparently the name comes from European tours where the sign 'City Center' was such a regular (and reliable) sight, but gives few clues to the unknown pleasures held within Fred's music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking cues from the skewed pop music of Arthur Russell on one side and Brian Wilson by way of Panda Bear on the other, Fred has channelled an outsider pop masterwork. Thick waves of decomposing electronics and processed instruments (is it gamelan? Is it something else altogether?) crash and fizz beneath Fred's singular chanting vocals. There's a sense that someone, somewhere might be singing along to these songs, but hearing them on mainstream radio might be pushing it a little too far. Sandwiched in-between three-minute pop marvels such as opener 'Killer Whale' and the stand-out 'Summer School' are extended ambient experimentations, but unlike the occasionally academic workouts you might expect from Type these feel organic and distinctly home-brewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something magical about Fred Thomas's distinct and original musical creations, something that grabs you and won't let go. We're not entirely certain what that is but we're sure if you give City Center a try you'll feel exactly the same as we do. Pop music has rarely sounded so warm or quite so open hearted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2248141108221907626?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2248141108221907626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2248141108221907626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2248141108221907626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2248141108221907626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/city-center.html' title='City Center'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBieVOOHbI/AAAAAAAABLw/u15c-kQNJLM/s72-c/type045_cover_size_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-8669053982955654372</id><published>2009-06-10T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:44:18.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waylon Jennings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBhHBKBOCI/AAAAAAAABLo/h5PDCOrC6WE/s1600-h/Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBhHBKBOCI/AAAAAAAABLo/h5PDCOrC6WE/s320/Front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345879530886215714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Waylon Jennings virtually disowned this album as a hoodwink job by RCA brass and some of these tracks were unfinished and others mere demos, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?zyk5houwazw"&gt;Ladies Love Outlaws&lt;/a&gt; nonetheless has some very fine moments, including Jennings' version of "Delta Dawn," a fine emotionally wrought read of Hoyt Axton's "Never Been to Spain" (which Jennings claimed was never intended for release), and Mickey Newbury's "Frisco Depot" (one of the few tracks the singer considered complete). In addition, there's Ralph Mooney's (who plays pedal steel in this band) classic honky tonk anthem "Crazy Arms" and one of the reclusive Lee Clayton's best songs in the title track. Listeners also get a solid, moving duet version of "Under Your Spell Again," with Jessi Colter. These performances offer Jennings in deeply expressive terrain as a vocalist. He wrings emotion from songs rather than merely projecting them into a microphone, and his band, which includes bassist Norbert Putnam and drummer Kenny Butrey as well as guitarist Dave Kirby and pianist Hargus Robbins, turns the volume up a point or two and lends a slippery greasy hand to the entire proceeding. Ladies Love Outlaws is not a perfect Waylon album, but it's worth owning for the fact that while Jennings may have disliked the finished result, he proves to be no judge of his own work. In essence, this is the outlaw primer, and the beginning of the opening of the field.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-8669053982955654372?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8669053982955654372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=8669053982955654372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8669053982955654372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8669053982955654372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/waylon-jennings.html' title='Waylon Jennings'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjBhHBKBOCI/AAAAAAAABLo/h5PDCOrC6WE/s72-c/Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5660479868660073035</id><published>2009-06-10T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:28:49.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D. Lissvik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjA4HD2WlsI/AAAAAAAABLg/54wFSWBNjgI/s1600-h/dlissvik-7-trx-and-intermis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjA4HD2WlsI/AAAAAAAABLg/54wFSWBNjgI/s320/dlissvik-7-trx-and-intermis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345834451632297666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As half of Sweden's foremost Balearic revivalists Studio, Dan Lissvik's already well known for poolside dance music that's more horizontally than vertically designed. But where Yearbook 1 and this year's remix collection Yearbook 2 found shape around the duo's bouncy, dub-infected rhythms, Lissvik's debut solo album &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?jumgozgkwyo"&gt;7 Trx + Intermission&lt;/a&gt; is, fittingly, more a one-man quest: a work intent on musically recreating a sense of beatific solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without vocals and with track numbers over titles, Lissvik foregoes Studio's emphasis on trance-clatter and repetition. In their place are rippling Factory Records guitars, the barest rhythms and a decidedly Eastern-influenced spiritualism, making for an album that nurtures the spare and serene. He draws shapes and symbols in the sand out of lean, serpentine guitars, each open to the listener's angle of sight. Without partner Rasmus Hägg's synth shading, Lissvik's imagery is fit more for the desert than the beach, designed around great clean spaces without people or moving things to distract, just sound and silence in an odd tandem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the emphasis on his ruminative side though, Lissvik hasn't completely neglected his band's taste for big-eyed joy. The album's longest excursion, "A3," shifts from boat holiday guitars into a breezy freeway spin atop hand drums and brawny bass, while "A4" makes easy Saturday night disco out of electronic piano and jaunty wood-cowbell rhythms, a kind of polyester anthem as cheap and delightfully fruitful as its opening chords suggest. "B2" best resembles Studio's knack for the hypnotic strut though; Lissvik filters quiet Eastern tones into a wanderer's dance jam, alternating the dim and contemplative with a more open-collared bass heavy approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's clear that Lissvik's relying on open-vista psychedelia to carry the mood for most of 7 Trx + Intermission. "A1" turns a Spanish guitar intro into a curtain parting for a Sergio Leone film—one of the tense train depot scenes before all hell breaks loose—while "A2" is dressed in enough vague mysticism and candle-lit ambience for an early Doors track. "B1" makes for a kind of mystical Bazaar interlude, swapping out Villalobos' ethnic playgrounding for more solitary spoils. Blending tropical bird noises and what sound like sampled hand-drum patterns into a calm morning alarm that might gently coax you from your sleep, it's "B3" that generates quite a spell for such short length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a member of a band that's always relied so heavily on the intoxication of repetition, this assured short-form design sometimes feels like a welcome new direction. After all: Yearbook 3 is probably still at least a year away. While we wait, Lissvik's solo debut marks not so much a holding pattern as a distraction well worth our winter attention on its own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5660479868660073035?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5660479868660073035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5660479868660073035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5660479868660073035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5660479868660073035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-lissvik.html' title='D. Lissvik'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SjA4HD2WlsI/AAAAAAAABLg/54wFSWBNjgI/s72-c/dlissvik-7-trx-and-intermis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7550456487140441967</id><published>2009-06-08T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:03:25.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Si17nx0Zx0I/AAAAAAAABLY/2APbDqYKnfg/s1600-h/front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Si17nx0Zx0I/AAAAAAAABLY/2APbDqYKnfg/s320/front.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345064256076891970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biography by Stephen Thomas Erlewine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they weren't as boldly innovative as the Beatles or as popular as the Rolling Stones or the Who, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?znjfvxwdy4n"&gt;the Kinks&lt;/a&gt; were one of the most influential bands of the British Invasion. Like most bands of their era, the Kinks began as an R&amp;B/blues outfit. Within four years, the band had become the most staunchly English of all their contemporaries, drawing heavily from British music hall and traditional pop, as well as incorporating elements of country, folk, and blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout their long, varied career, the core of the Kinks remained Ray (born June 21, 1944) and Dave Davies (born February 3, 1947), who were born and raised in Muswell Hill, London. In their teens, the brothers began playing skiffle and rock &amp; roll. Soon, the brothers recruited a schoolmate of Ray's, Peter Quaife, to play with them; like the Davies brothers, Quaife played guitar, but he switched to bass. By the summer of 1963, the group had decided to call itself the Ravens and had recruited a new drummer, Mickey Willet. Eventually, their demo tape reached Shel Talmy, an American record producer who was under contract to Pye Records. Talmy helped the band land a contract with Pye in 1964. Before signing to the label, the Ravens replaced drummer Willet with Mick Avory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ravens recorded their debut single, a cover of Little Richard's "Long Tall Sally," in January 1964. Before the single was released, the group changed their name to the Kinks. "Long Tall Sally" was released in February of 1964 and it failed to chart, as did their second single, "You Still Want Me." The band's third single, "You Really Got Me," was much noisier and dynamic, featuring a savage, fuzz-toned two-chord riff and a frenzied solo from Dave Davies. Not only was the final version the blueprint for the Kinks' early sound, but scores of groups used the heavy, power chords as a foundation. "You Really Got Me" reached number one within a month of its release; released on Reprise in the U.S., the single climbed into the Top Ten. "All Day and All of the Night," the group's fourth single, was released late in 1964 and it rose all the way to number two; in America, it hit number seven. During this time, the band also produced two full-length albums and several EPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was the group recording at a breakneck pace, they were touring relentlessly, as well, which caused much tension within the band. At the conclusion of their summer 1965 American tour, the Kinks were banned from re-entering the United States by the American government for unspecified reasons. For four years, the Kinks were prohibited from returning to the U.S., which not only meant that the group was deprived of the world's largest music market, but that they were effectively cut off from the musical and social upheavals of the late '60s. Consequently, Ray Davies' songwriting grew more introspective and nostalgic, relying more on overtly English musical influences such as music hall, country, and English folk, than the rest of his British contemporaries. The Kinks' next album, The Kinks Kontroversy, demonstrated the progression in Davies' songwriting. "Sunny Afternoon" was one of Davies' wry social satires and the song was the biggest hit of the summer of 1966 in the U.K., reaching number one. "Sunny Afternoon" was a teaser for the band's great leap forward, Face to Face, a record that featured a vast array of musical styles. In May of 1967, they returned with "Waterloo Sunset," a ballad that reached number two in the U.K. in the spring of 1967. Released in the fall of 1967, Something Else continued the progressions of Face to Face. Despite the Kinks' musical growth, their chart performance was beginning to stagnate. Following the lackluster performance of Something Else, the Kinks rushed out a new single, "Autumn Almanac," which became another big U.K. hit for the band. Released in the spring of 1968, the Kinks' "Wonderboy" was the band's first single not to crack the Top Ten since "You Really Got Me." They recovered somewhat with "Days," but the band's commercial decline was evident by the lack of success of The Village Green Preservation Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Released in the fall of 1968, Village Green Preservation Society was the culmination of Ray Davies' increasingly nostalgic tendencies. While the album was unsuccessful, it was well received by critics, particularly in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Quaife soon grew tired of the band's lack of success, and he left the band by the end of the year, being replaced by John Dalton. In early 1969, the American ban upon the Kinks was lifted, leaving the band free to tour the U.S. for the first time in four years. Before they began the tour, the Kinks released Arthur (or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire). Like its two predecessors, Arthur contained distinctly British lyrical and musical themes, but it was a modest success. As they were recording the follow-up to Arthur, the Kinks expanded their lineup to include keyboardist John Gosling. The first appearance of Gosling on a Kinks record was "Lola." Featuring a harder rock foundation than their last few singles, "Lola" was a Top Ten hit in both the U.K. and the U.S. Released in the fall of 1970, Lola Versus Powerman and the Money-Go-Round, Part One was their most successful record since the mid-'60s in both the U.S. and U.K., helping the band become concert favorites in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band's contract with Pye/Reprise expired in early 1971, leaving the Kinks free to pursue a new record contract. By the end of 1971, the Kinks had secured a five-album deal with RCA Records, which brought them a million dollar advance. Released in late 1971, Muswell Hillbillies, the group's first album for RCA, marked a return to the nostalgia of the Kinks' late-'60s albums, only with more pronounced country and music hall influences. The album failed to be the commercial blockbuster RCA had hoped for. A few months after the release of Muswell Hillbillies, Reprise released a double-album compilation called The Kink Kronikles, which outsold their RCA debut. Everybody's in Showbiz (1973), a double-record set consisting of one album of studio tracks and another of live material, was a disappointment in the U.K., although the album was more successful in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1973, Ray Davies composed a full-blown rock opera called Preservation. When the first installment of the opera finally appeared in late 1973, it was harshly criticized and given a cold reception from the public. Act 2 appeared in the summer of 1974; the sequel received worse treatment than its predecessor. Davies began another musical, Starmaker, for the BBC; the project eventually metamorphosed into Soap Opera, which was released in the spring of 1975. Despite poor reviews, Soap Opera was a more commercially successful record than its predecessor. In 1976, the Kinks recorded Davies' third straight rock opera, Schoolboys in Disgrace, which rocked harder than any album they released on RCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During 1976, the Kinks left RCA and signed with Arista Records. On Arista, the band refashioned themselves as a hard rock band. Bassist John Dalton left the group near the completion of their debut Arista album; he was replaced by Andy Pyle. Sleepwalker, the Kinks' first album for Arista, became a major hit in the U.S. As the band was completing the follow-up to Sleepwalker, Pyle left the group and was replaced by the returning Dalton. Misfits, the band's second Arista album, was also a U.S. success. After a British tour, Dalton left the band again, along with keyboardist John Gosling; bassist Jim Rodford and keyboardist Gordon Edwards filled the vacancies. Soon, the band was playing arenas in the United States. Even though punk rockers like the Jam and the Pretenders were covering Kinks songs in the late '70s, the group was becoming more blatantly commercial with each release, culminating in the heavy rock of Low Budget (1979), which became the group's biggest American success, peaking at number 11. The Kinks' next album, Give the People What They Want, appeared in late 1981; the record peaked at number 15 and went gold. For most of 1982, the band was on tour. In spring of 1983, "Come Dancing" became the group's biggest American hit since "Tired of Waiting for You," thanks to the video's repeated exposure on MTV; in the U.S., the song peaked at number six, in the U.K. it climbed to number 12. State of Confusion followed the release of "Come Dancing," and it was another success, peaking at number 12 in the U.S. For the remainder of 1983, Ray Davies worked on a film project, Return to Waterloo, which caused considerable tension between himself and his brother. Instead of breaking up, the Kinks merely reshuffled their lineup, but there was a major casualty: Mick Avory, the band's drummer for 20 years, was fired and replaced by Bob Henrit. As Ray finished post-production duties on Return to Waterloo, he wrote the next Kinks album, Word of Mouth. Released in late 1984, the album was similar in tone to the last few Kinks records, but it was a commercial disappointment and began a period of decline for the band; they never released another record that cracked the Top 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of Mouth was the last album they would record for Arista Records. In early 1986, the band signed with MCA Records in the U.S., London in the U.K. Think Visual, their first album for their new label, was released in late 1986. It was a mild success but there were no hit singles from the record. The following year, the Kinks released another live album, appropriately titled The Road, which spent a brief time on the charts. Two years later, the Kinks released their last studio record for MCA, UK Jive. During 1989, keyboardist Ian Gibbons left the band. The Kinks were inducted into the Rock &amp; Roll Hall of Fame in 1990, but the induction did not help revive their career. In 1991, a compilation of their MCA records, Lost &amp; Found (1986-1989), appeared, signalling that their contract with the label had expired. Later in the year, the band signed with Columbia Records and released an EP called Did Ya, which didn't chart. The Kinks' first album for Columbia, Phobia, arrived in 1993 to fair reviews but poor sales. By this time, only Ray and Dave Davies remained from the original lineup. In 1994, the band was dropped from Columbia Records, leaving the group to release the live To the Bone on an independent label in the U.K.; the band was left without a record label in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a lack of commercial success, the band's public profile began to rise in 1995, as the group was hailed as an influence on several of the most popular British bands of the decade, including Blur and Oasis. Ray Davies was soon on popular television shows again, acting as these band's godfather and promoting his autobiography, X-Ray, which was published in early 1995 in the U.K. Dave Davies' autobiography, Kink, was published in the spring of 1996.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7550456487140441967?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7550456487140441967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7550456487140441967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7550456487140441967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7550456487140441967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/kinks.html' title='The Kinks'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Si17nx0Zx0I/AAAAAAAABLY/2APbDqYKnfg/s72-c/front.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3279422378544486047</id><published>2009-06-02T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:39:39.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deniece Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SiWIql6-QQI/AAAAAAAABLQ/r-YjMXQZRfE/s1600-h/This+Is+Niecy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SiWIql6-QQI/AAAAAAAABLQ/r-YjMXQZRfE/s320/This+Is+Niecy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342826798260306178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deniece Williams spent the first half of the '70s establishing herself as a background vocalist for an impressive line of artists, including Stevie Wonder, Minnie Riperton, Roberta Flack, and Esther Phillips. Though she'd continue to do session work throughout her career, she also became accomplished as a solo artist. Unfortunately, a lot of people think she came out of nowhere for 1984's "Let's Hear It for the Boy," a number one pop hit, but she was making excellent albums as early as 1976. The songs that would eventually make up her debut, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?i2gmj3meimy"&gt;This Is Niecy&lt;/a&gt;, were sent to Earth, Wind &amp; Fire. Williams didn't intend to make her own album and thought these songs would be a good fit for Philip Bailey. Instead, she got to record them with most of EW&amp;F, including Maurice White and Charles Stepney as producers, Verdine White on bass, Freddie White on drums, those glorious horns, and several other associates of the group. Three of the album's seven songs were released as singles, and they're all stunners, each with its own mood and style (fittingly, one peaked on the disco chart, one hit the Top 30 of the pop chart, and one scraped the black singles chart). The best of the lot is "Free," a subtle but powerful sparkler that expressed Williams' desire to break from the more traditional lifestyle that had been mapped out for her. Out of everything she recorded, this low-key song demonstrates most how her time with Riperton and Syreeta rubbed off on her, showing how a bedroom whisper can be just as affecting as an in-the-red wail. Also containing strong album cuts, This Is Niecy is a great complement to Earth, Wind &amp; Fire's Spirit, released the same year -- not only for its overlapping personnel, but also for its greatness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3279422378544486047?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3279422378544486047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3279422378544486047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3279422378544486047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3279422378544486047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/06/deniece-williams.html' title='Deniece Williams'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SiWIql6-QQI/AAAAAAAABLQ/r-YjMXQZRfE/s72-c/This+Is+Niecy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1428307998734093440</id><published>2009-05-27T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:59:33.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sh2ST6290bI/AAAAAAAABLI/6LS4iW0EaK4/s1600-h/1543520504_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sh2ST6290bI/AAAAAAAABLI/6LS4iW0EaK4/s320/1543520504_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340585604046246322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past years Andreas Söderström has played bass with multi-awarded pop genius Jenny Wilson, trumpet and lap-steel with the international renowned electronica-project Tape, and harmonium, key harp and guitar with contemporary folk/rock-combos as Barr, Pallin and Blood Music. Now is the time for one of Sweden’s most brilliant music minds to do his own thing: Ass – Andreas Söderström Solo, after a decade of talented but neglected living room recordings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?ez2mnlm2lmz"&gt;debut album&lt;/a&gt; is a beautiful, mainly instrumental, folktronic journey, that probably started amongst “a jungle of strings” in his father’s bouzoki factory when Andreas was a child. Playing, of course, all instruments himself, he has given himself freedom to stretch out (and in) as it suited him. A lot of magic moments are collected here by this self-taught music man. But the interesting thing about Ass is the wholeness of it. Even though it is driven by “small” minimalistic musical ideas, or hymn-like melodies, it is the big picture that impresses. Andreas also sings on two majestic, but low keyed-tunes; Two Different Ways and Don’t You Tell A Word, with an almost melting voice, a crossover between a Thurston Moore and Jim O’Rourke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1428307998734093440?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1428307998734093440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1428307998734093440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1428307998734093440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1428307998734093440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/ass.html' title='Ass'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sh2ST6290bI/AAAAAAAABLI/6LS4iW0EaK4/s72-c/1543520504_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5369927973962953135</id><published>2009-05-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:27:35.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubilee Singers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sg3PAqyLMrI/AAAAAAAABLA/yK4BB6zb_m0/s1600-h/l_294aa970323b4864afd207fef9779ad9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sg3PAqyLMrI/AAAAAAAABLA/yK4BB6zb_m0/s320/l_294aa970323b4864afd207fef9779ad9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336148743895593650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jubilee Singers are from Pasadena,California. They used to be called No Little Kindness. Their &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?qg22w2ulumm"&gt;s/t&lt;/a&gt; record is by far one of the best releases I have heard from a local band here in Southern California in a long time. Please go see them play live if you ever have the chance. you won't regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5369927973962953135?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5369927973962953135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5369927973962953135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5369927973962953135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5369927973962953135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/jubilee-singers.html' title='Jubilee Singers'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sg3PAqyLMrI/AAAAAAAABLA/yK4BB6zb_m0/s72-c/l_294aa970323b4864afd207fef9779ad9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7892648944293270028</id><published>2009-05-04T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:44:29.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sf_fEL1rPDI/AAAAAAAABK4/yaL40WyAFKk/s1600-h/Cloud_Nine_Temptations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sf_fEL1rPDI/AAAAAAAABK4/yaL40WyAFKk/s320/Cloud_Nine_Temptations.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332225746820348978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best known for their silky soul vocals and smooth-stepping routines, the Temptations were firmly entrenched as the undisputed kings of Barry Gordy's Motown stable when cutting-edge producer Norman Whitfield walked into the studio and announced that it was time to shake things up. The resulting freakout became the first half of the stellar &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?i2yodtmzjzy"&gt;Cloud Nine&lt;/a&gt;, an album that would become one of the defining early funk sets, with songs that not only took Motown in a new direction, but helped to shape a genre as well. On one side and across three jams, Whitfield and the Temptations would give '70s-era funk musicians a broad palette from which to draw inspiration. The title track, with its funky soul bordering on psychedelic frenzy, was an audacious album opener, and surely gave older fans a moment's pause. Only two more songs rounded out side one: an incredibly fresh take on "I Heard It Through the Grapevine," which jazzed up the vocals, brought compelling percussion to the fore, and relegated the piano well into the wings, and "Run Away Child, Running Wild," an extravagant nine-minute groove where the sonics easily surpassed the vocals. After shaking up the record-buying public with these three masterpieces, the Temptations brought things back to form for side two. Here, their gorgeous vocals dominated slick arrangements across seven tracks which included "Hey Girl" and the masterful "I Need Your Lovin'." Funk continued to percolate -- albeit subtly -- but compared to side one, it was Temptations business as usual. It was this return to the classic sound, however, which ultimately gave Cloud Nine its odd dynamic. The dichotomy of form between old and new between sides doesn't allow for a continuous gel. But the brash experimentation away from traditional Motown on the three seminal tracks which open the disc shattered the doorway between past and present as surely as the decade itself imploded and smooth soul gave way to blistering funk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7892648944293270028?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7892648944293270028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7892648944293270028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7892648944293270028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7892648944293270028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/05/temptations.html' title='The Temptations'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sf_fEL1rPDI/AAAAAAAABK4/yaL40WyAFKk/s72-c/Cloud_Nine_Temptations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1160753032785797776</id><published>2009-04-29T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:42:38.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SfjHLGXyAgI/AAAAAAAABKw/Jc0kNkFxGVA/s1600-h/B0006BE6VM.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SfjHLGXyAgI/AAAAAAAABKw/Jc0kNkFxGVA/s320/B0006BE6VM.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330229152495829506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start, Cinerama was not a drastic diversion from the Wedding Present. David Gedge rounded off whatever remaining edges were left in the Weddoes' sound and developed a crack chamber pop group. Softer songs off Watusi and Saturnalia, such as "Catwoman," "2, 3 Go," and "Real Thing," dropped hints. Gedge's gruff yelps vanished, replaced by bedroom whispers; roaring electric guitars were swapped out for delicate acoustic strums, with extensive use of strings, brass, woodwinds, and keyboards. After Cinerama released their first album, they began to sound more and more like the Wedding Present, to the point where the two groups were virtually indistinguishable from one another. In 2004, Gedge and his associates began recording the fourth Cinerama album with Watusi producer Steve Fisk and resurfaced instead with the sixth Wedding Present album. To no surprise, &lt;a href="http://www.snedspace.com/file/voan5h"&gt;Take Fountain&lt;/a&gt; sounds just like Cinerama and the Wedding Present. Opener "Interstate 5" gets it across right off the bat, its first six minutes an effectively repetitive chugging groove that shifts into a drifting hybrid of Ennio Morricone and John Barry for the final two minutes -- a bracing zip up the West Coast turns into a restful gondola ride alongside an Italian village. From then on, the album is populated by a range of three- to four-minute pop songs that you're accustomed to hearing from Gedge. For every hushed, playful passage, there's an explosive chorus, and for every verse dealing with some form of romantic frustration, there's...a bunch of romantically frustrated verses. Most songs are of the standard that made Gedge one of the most loved indie figures of the '80s and '90s, though the bluntly sexual phrasings that repelled George Best/Tommy-era fans from Watusi, Saturnalia, and everything released by Cinerama remain. Take Fountain is a solid Wedding Present album, one that will satisfy those who have been following Gedge all along. (As an important footnote, the Wedding Present name was reactivated in time to record one final Peel Session before John Peel's passing in October of 2004.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1160753032785797776?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1160753032785797776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1160753032785797776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1160753032785797776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1160753032785797776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-present.html' title='The Wedding Present'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SfjHLGXyAgI/AAAAAAAABKw/Jc0kNkFxGVA/s72-c/B0006BE6VM.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7061743986817727802</id><published>2009-04-24T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:57:13.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino Felipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SfI1RHESiFI/AAAAAAAABKo/yPi86loPe4c/s1600-h/nfp31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SfI1RHESiFI/AAAAAAAABKo/yPi86loPe4c/s320/nfp31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328379877203806290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously know for his electronic work with Miami's Schematic label and his experimental records on his own and with others (Old Bombs, Fukktron,etc) this time Dino stares right at the ghost of his MTV dreams childhood years and comes out of it with the most beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?xpfiwnyvbrf"&gt;record &lt;/a&gt;of well put together songs you'll hear this year. A full instrumented record of pop rock, ballads, psychedelia, no-wave, rock noise and total mutations injected with Dino's own unique approach. This is the pop music of the present, and a recording shooting to change the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7061743986817727802?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7061743986817727802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7061743986817727802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7061743986817727802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7061743986817727802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/dino-felipe.html' title='Dino Felipe'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SfI1RHESiFI/AAAAAAAABKo/yPi86loPe4c/s72-c/nfp31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5822134399371006430</id><published>2009-04-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:17:47.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crime &amp; The City Solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/See8K9inVsI/AAAAAAAABKY/32dDgnUAKOk/s1600-h/lRT4Sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/See8K9inVsI/AAAAAAAABKY/32dDgnUAKOk/s320/lRT4Sw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325431980893361858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with "The Shadow of No Man," the band's zoned atmospherics accentuated by both a nicely grimy keyboard drone and brisk pace, Crime &amp; the City Solution continue carving its own strange path. The same lineup from Shine reappears here -- keyboardist Chris Haas appears only as an auxiliary member, but still adds to the music here and there, while Mick Harvey doubtless contributes most of the organ work. Simon Bonney continues to evolve into more of his own man -- if anything, he's embracing country and western more explicitly in his singing style, where Nick Cave would prefer blues and Vegas-style show tunes. He takes over the lion's share of the lyrics this time as well, again working with the mix of sometimes cryptic, sometimes concrete imagery of empty landscapes, forlorn towns, ill-lit city streets and the people who live there. In terms of performance, the lineup carries out its shadowy brief well once again -- Alexander Hacke sounds a little more integrated into the mix than before, as well as a touch more prominent, while Harvey's peerless drumming remains a delight. Bronwyn Adams, meanwhile, still performs her violin with skill and haunting style. A number of interesting approaches surface -- consider the deeply funky guitar/keyboard intro to "Stone," which gives the track a major boost of power as well as nicely sitting apart from the band's usual approach. The second half of the album consists of a suite of songs called "The Bride Ship," starting with the track of that name and continuing through "Free World" and "New World." Bonney sometimes sounds far more like Cave than ever, but otherwise, it's a dramatic convolution of everything from Moby Dick to modern apocalypse, with appropriately doom-laden backing. The CD version includes B-side -- "Three/Four," an okay enough track, and an alternate take on "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?wmzewmmwfgn"&gt;The Bridge Ship."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5822134399371006430?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5822134399371006430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5822134399371006430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5822134399371006430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5822134399371006430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/crime-city-solution.html' title='Crime &amp;amp; The City Solution'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/See8K9inVsI/AAAAAAAABKY/32dDgnUAKOk/s72-c/lRT4Sw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7219291199456047785</id><published>2009-04-16T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:10:06.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/See5z5zk1XI/AAAAAAAABKQ/aDgTrOyf1bg/s1600-h/Fates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/See5z5zk1XI/AAAAAAAABKQ/aDgTrOyf1bg/s320/Fates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325429385730512242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?zm3eyydrymb"&gt;The Fates&lt;/a&gt; (Una Baines', ex-Fall/Blue Orchids) This collection of Celtic folk-flavoured songs, originally inspired by tales of white witchcraft through the ages, it's a pleasant enough gathering offlutes, percussion, poems, laments, vocal harmonies and acoustic guitars from a group of nine women. Ignore the Linder-type off-putting cover and delve inside to become gently bewitched by the melodic, mystical spell of this frail, proud music. Old hippies all? Maybe, but you don't need to be loud to be worth hearing. Possibly the two poems on Side Two, 'Who Am I?' and 'Ritual', slip over into pretentiousness with their 'atmospheric' backgrounds and monosyllabic vocals. But in the main, as Laurie Lee might put it, "this music has something of the quality of charm; radiance, balance and harmony."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7219291199456047785?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7219291199456047785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7219291199456047785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7219291199456047785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7219291199456047785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/fates.html' title='The Fates'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/See5z5zk1XI/AAAAAAAABKQ/aDgTrOyf1bg/s72-c/Fates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3784372268451892432</id><published>2009-04-07T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:57:25.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crescent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdsR32C164I/AAAAAAAABKI/96GuJmrk8wM/s1600-h/now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdsR32C164I/AAAAAAAABKI/96GuJmrk8wM/s320/now.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321867035766287234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a string of promising singles, Crescent took the full plunge with &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jcs4jglnzzx"&gt;Now&lt;/a&gt;, at once very much of its place and time -- the mid-nineties Bristol avant-garde rock scene -- and making its own fierce stamp on things. Matt Jones is again main mover and vocalist, though his influence as distinct from the rest of his bandmates is hard to specifically distinguish, especially as the songs as a whole are credited to Crescent rather than any individual. Recorded in a two day session, the material shows signs of both a careful arrangement -- witness the exquisite tension between loud and soft on opening track "Sun," reappearing from the self-titled EP -- and a free 'see what happens' approach. If Crescent on Now is close to any of its sister bands in particular, it might be Amp, but instead of that band's often blissful if dark drone, heightened by lovely female vocals, Crescent are rougher, more brusque. Jones' speak-singing is often delivered in a semi-snarl, not really intelligible at many points, while the moody groove the band creates even at its calmest seems laden with a hint of threat. Sudden changes and surprises -such as Jones' burst into screams on "Song," leading to his hoarse delivery on the increasingly chaotic "Exit" and then the quiet acoustic strum "New Sun" -- keep Now from being entirely predictable. The unclean, commercially unfriendly production helps all the more, but it's not just simply style over substance -- it brings out the music in ways a crisper approach would have lost. More than once the feeling is of extended psych jams a la Spacemen 3, but with a less formal tone -- thus "Third Light Home," with its extended soloing, gently rolling drums and Jones' low-key murmuring up front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3784372268451892432?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3784372268451892432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3784372268451892432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3784372268451892432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3784372268451892432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/crescent.html' title='Crescent'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdsR32C164I/AAAAAAAABKI/96GuJmrk8wM/s72-c/now.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7149703768148862724</id><published>2009-04-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:48:30.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanderthals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdpFZ81fxOI/AAAAAAAABKA/1S1DfFxA6Sc/s1600-h/Meanderthalsartwork_web_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdpFZ81fxOI/AAAAAAAABKA/1S1DfFxA6Sc/s320/Meanderthalsartwork_web_main.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321642221821215970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Norway's Rune Lindbaek and London's Idjut Boys formed a soft rock group. There are steel drums and huge clouds of misty echo to cut through on "Kunst Or Ars," the opening track to next month's &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/xnor4v"&gt;Desire Lines&lt;/a&gt; on Smalltown Supersound. What's happening in Europe? Do you think minimal techno fans have gotten to a point where they are over tininess and want something tender yet expansive? Like going to the expensive mattress store and trying everything out, being polite to the salespeople and feeling the way the different pressures nestle your back and neck. They don't want to sleep on a plump futon anymore. The days are dark enough. Meanderthals soothe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7149703768148862724?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7149703768148862724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7149703768148862724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7149703768148862724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7149703768148862724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/meanderthals.html' title='Meanderthals'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdpFZ81fxOI/AAAAAAAABKA/1S1DfFxA6Sc/s72-c/Meanderthalsartwork_web_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4595434344868747147</id><published>2009-04-05T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:23:20.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood, Mon Amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sdld33Kc_mI/AAAAAAAABJ4/UP6Hak9kKuU/s1600-h/Hollywood-Mon-Amour-Hollywood-Mon-Amo-447796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sdld33Kc_mI/AAAAAAAABJ4/UP6Hak9kKuU/s320/Hollywood-Mon-Amour-Hollywood-Mon-Amo-447796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321387648996933218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction by Marc Collin&lt;br /&gt;Rock and pop have reached and passed the ripe old age of 50... yes, they've aged and now seem to be retracing their steps somewhat to their golden past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Nouvelle Vague, Hollywood, Mon Amour revisits a genre, a period, retaining only the basic skeleton of the songs (melody and lyrics) to demonstrate that by arranging them differently they can take on a new life while still respecting the original. The titles are, certainly for my generation, classics in their genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this project my attention was drawn to the songs featured in the movies of the 80s, those mainly produced in Hollywood... strangely enough, you come across quite a lot of bands from the post punk era whose success led them to writing songs for feature films... Blondie comes to mind, Simple Minds, The Human league, Duran Duran and their godfather, David Bowie. Even if all these songs were a huge success, and will always remain classics, nowadays they suffer from having that typical end of the 80s sound which isn't any longer of our times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Barry is hailed by one and all for the film music he composed in the 60s, 70s right up until the 90s, and while Diamonds are Forever or Goldfinger are the first songs that spring to mind, what about A View to A Kill, written like the others for a Bond film in '85 and performed by Duran Duran? Barry's musical star has certainly not waned since then, it's still there, possibly hidden somewhat by (perhaps) a little too much make-up. So, let's imagine what A View to A Kill would have sounded like if Barry had produced it 10 years earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is not history revisited, but a part of musical history rewritten that all came about while rearranging the songs from the movies of the 80s, each time imagining a different story and a different era. For the project I surrounded myself with the finest voices I have had the pleasure to come across recently: Skye, Juliette Lewis, Cibelle, Yael Naim, Dea Li, Katrine Ottosen, Nadeah, Leelou,Nancy Danino, Bianca Calandra ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?s10dgzgy5gg"&gt;Hollywood, Mon Amour&lt;/a&gt; (some people will undoubtedly see an allusion to French cinema here), is a collection of the greatest songs from the movies of the 80s rearranged by Marc Collin, Nouvelle Vague's producer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4595434344868747147?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4595434344868747147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4595434344868747147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4595434344868747147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4595434344868747147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/hollywood-mon-amour.html' title='Hollywood, Mon Amour'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sdld33Kc_mI/AAAAAAAABJ4/UP6Hak9kKuU/s72-c/Hollywood-Mon-Amour-Hollywood-Mon-Amo-447796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-8883540557168382658</id><published>2009-04-04T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:46:31.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gentleman Losers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=2632058"&gt;Gold Dust Afternoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=2632058,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=2632058,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Gentleman Losers record is beautiful. Imagine a soundtrack of loss and hope and you get the picture. &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mbx4hzjbmxn"&gt;Dustland&lt;/a&gt; came into my life the other day and now I have a soundtrack that is perfect for those long walks when I try to figure it all out. Breathtaking stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-8883540557168382658?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8883540557168382658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=8883540557168382658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8883540557168382658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8883540557168382658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/gentleman-losers.html' title='The Gentleman Losers'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1410678554255860345</id><published>2009-03-31T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:37:18.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mazzy Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdLe4KWJOaI/AAAAAAAABJw/5ilyY4r4W9M/s1600-h/mazzy-star-so-tonight-that-i-might-see1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdLe4KWJOaI/AAAAAAAABJw/5ilyY4r4W9M/s320/mazzy-star-so-tonight-that-i-might-see1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319559166309251490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the fluke hit "Fade Into You" -- one of the better beneficiaries of alt-rock's radio prominence in the early '90s, a gentle descent of a lead melody accompanied by piano, a steady beat, and above all else, Hope Sandoval's lovely lead vocal -- Mazzy Star's second album became something of a commercial success. All without changing much at all from where the band was before -- David Roback oversaw all the production, the core emphasis remained a nexus point between country, folk, psych, and classic rock all shrouded in mystery, and Sandoval's trademark drowsy drawl remained swathed in echo. But grand as She Hangs Brightly was, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?tmzfbvy3ygv"&gt;So Tonight That I Might See&lt;/a&gt; remains the group's undisputed high point, mixing in plenty of variety among its tracks without losing sight of what made the group so special to begin with. Though many songs work with full arrangements like "Fade Into You," a thick but never once overpowering combination, two heavily stripped-down songs demonstrate in different ways how Mazzy Star makes a virtue out of simplicity. "Mary of Silence" is an organ-led slow shuffle that easily ranks with the best of the Doors, strung-out and captivating all at once, Sandoval's singing and Roback's careful acid soloing perfect foils. "Wasted," meanwhile, revisits a classic blues riff slowed down to near-soporific levels, but the snarling crunch of Roback's guitar works wonders against Sandoval's vocals, a careful balance that holds. If there's a left-field standout, then unquestionably it's "Five String Serenade." A cover of an Arthur Lee song -- for once not a Love-era number, but a then-recent effort -- Roback's delicate acoustic guitar effortlessly brings out its simple beauty. Tambourine and violin add just enough to the arrangement here and there, and Sandoval's calm singing makes for the icing on the cake. &lt;br /&gt;by Ned Raggett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1410678554255860345?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1410678554255860345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1410678554255860345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1410678554255860345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1410678554255860345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/mazzy-star.html' title='Mazzy Star'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdLe4KWJOaI/AAAAAAAABJw/5ilyY4r4W9M/s72-c/mazzy-star-so-tonight-that-i-might-see1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5477503674237287514</id><published>2009-03-30T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:06:04.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mix of Spring 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdCVNEtGXnI/AAAAAAAABJo/qkaOs9H_NzA/s1600-h/richter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdCVNEtGXnI/AAAAAAAABJo/qkaOs9H_NzA/s320/richter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318915211758296690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asked a lot recently what i am listening to. So here you &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/jq8z85"&gt;go&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pink Mountaintops - Axis: Thrones of Love&lt;br /&gt;2. Wooden Shjips - Motorbike&lt;br /&gt;3. Whitetree - Tangerine&lt;br /&gt;4. Valet - Rainbow (Boris)&lt;br /&gt;5. Glen Johnson - Les Catacombes&lt;br /&gt;6. The Wooden Birds - Afternoon In Bed (The Bats)&lt;br /&gt;7. Stuart Murdoch - Another Saturday &lt;br /&gt;8. Au Revoir Simone - The Last One&lt;br /&gt;9. Bill Callahan - Faith/Void&lt;br /&gt;10.St. Vincent And The National - Sleep All Summer (Crooked Fingers)&lt;br /&gt;11.Great Lake Swimmers - River's Edge&lt;br /&gt;12.Total &amp; Notorious B.I.G. - Can't You See&lt;br /&gt;13.Subway - Crystalline&lt;br /&gt;14.Lindstrom and Prins Thomas - gudene vet + snutt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Great Week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5477503674237287514?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5477503674237287514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5477503674237287514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5477503674237287514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5477503674237287514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/mix-of-spring-2009.html' title='A Mix of Spring 2009'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SdCVNEtGXnI/AAAAAAAABJo/qkaOs9H_NzA/s72-c/richter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3906787127799579493</id><published>2009-03-28T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:09:20.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wackness-Music From the Motion Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sc7W7jxr5FI/AAAAAAAABJg/sfBhs7eAXzE/s1600-h/61ob9Hl%2B2VL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sc7W7jxr5FI/AAAAAAAABJg/sfBhs7eAXzE/s320/61ob9Hl%2B2VL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318424528675398738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wackness is a coming of age story about sex, drugs, music and what it takes to be a man. NYC in the summer of 1994. Girls were fly, the music was dope, the heat was on and Luke was just trying to deal. The &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?yksv9nlm9ir"&gt;soundtrack&lt;/a&gt; features classic period hip hop and R&amp;B tracks from legendary Hip Hop icons like Wu-Tang Clan, Nas, A Tribe Called Quest, KRS-One, D.J. Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince, R. Kelly and more. Starring Josh Peck, Ben Kingsley, Famke Janssen, Olivia Thirlby, Mary Kate Olsen and Method Man. The Wackness tells the story of a troubled teenage drug dealer who trades pot for therapy sessions with a drug addled psychiatrist. Things get more complicated when the kid falls for one of his classmates, who just happens to be the doctor's daughter. Set against the backdrop of the greatest year in Hip Hop history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fEjw-OkMv3w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fEjw-OkMv3w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3906787127799579493?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3906787127799579493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3906787127799579493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3906787127799579493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3906787127799579493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/wackness-music-from-motion-picture.html' title='The Wackness-Music From the Motion Picture'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sc7W7jxr5FI/AAAAAAAABJg/sfBhs7eAXzE/s72-c/61ob9Hl%2B2VL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3275728154630745544</id><published>2009-03-25T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:00:17.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grouper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScqMricBp3I/AAAAAAAABJY/aaUJU8Lwr8Q/s1600-h/type038lpcover_copy_size_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScqMricBp3I/AAAAAAAABJY/aaUJU8Lwr8Q/s320/type038lpcover_copy_size_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317216989670909810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portland, Oregon based Liz Harris might have achieved a significant fan base thanks to the whispering, near ambient vocal crusades of her debut album ‘Way Their Crept’ and its follow-up ‘Wide’, but those with a careful ear would have heard slightly more trapped beneath her fuzzy chain of effects. ‘&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?yh2njt0myby"&gt;Dragging A Dead Deer Up A Hill&lt;/a&gt;’ marks a departure of sorts for Liz which sees her turn down the fuzz-boxes which caged (and to some degree defined) her sound and allows her voice to ring out above everything else. It is an album steeped in the world of dream-pop, a genre pioneered by the likes of 4AD’s Cocteau Twins and This Mortal Coil, and far from shy away from the reference Liz has instead grabbed on with both hands, in the process creating an album’s worth of perfect, leftfield pop songs.&lt;br /&gt;Using delicate song structures which are at once both familiar and alien somehow we hear her words cry out hauntingly over stripped down guitar lines and looped environmental recordings. Just listen to ‘I’d Rather be Sleeping’, a track that could be a mournful take on Belly, albeit with a more fragile heart. These unforgettable harmonies and vocal lines that embed themselves in your consciousness before you even realise it are the key to the album’s success and the reason why it makes such a lasting impression. There is something to Liz Harris’s music that defies the time, makes you sit up and listen in an age where we’re told that recorded music is disposable. These are the future soundtracks to love, despair and ultimately hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3275728154630745544?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3275728154630745544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3275728154630745544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3275728154630745544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3275728154630745544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/grouper.html' title='Grouper'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScqMricBp3I/AAAAAAAABJY/aaUJU8Lwr8Q/s72-c/type038lpcover_copy_size_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-6487359309943497457</id><published>2009-03-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:54:35.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eddie Callahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScqKGWDiKNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dqz60iWG7sk/s1600-h/eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScqKGWDiKNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dqz60iWG7sk/s320/eddie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317214151668541650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?7t2zmykxvaq"&gt;False Ego&lt;/a&gt;" 1976 (Ocean)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This wonderful album has been described as “loner rock,” an interesting distinction since so many of these thoughtful, quirky songwriters make folk records that, um, don’t rock. Within about two minutes of the first song, I was eternally hooked. It starts abruptly, almost in the middle of a conversation with Eddie, acoustic guitar in hand, asking some of life’s bigger questions to an unnamed echoed respondent. After a few verses, the rhythm section comes in, followed by the most perfectly realized batch of synthesizer noises you’ll ever hear. The songs ends in waves of sound effects and at this point you’ll already be ready to proclaim Eddie a genius. The good news is that most of the album keeps pace, with gorgeous pop (“Just Across The Line”), power pop with backwards guitar (“Don’t You Know”), stunning acid rock (“Paper Rain”) with a Stranglers-type synth break, and all sorts of surprises. This album has a timeless quality, like the very best pop, and only the talk box on one song places it firmly in 1975/1976. Otherwise it could just as likely have been from 1970 or 1979, and in fact has a bit of a new wave feel to it. It’s not exactly “psych” or “power pop,” and genre fans might not be sure what to make of it, but it’s just plain too good for classification. Even a music hall ditty with comic snyth bleats and a funky rock song with a talk box manage to work. Callahan is a Hare Krishna, which explains the mystical questioning of many of the lyrics. He’s also a bit of a chameleon, sounding like three or four different singers over the course of the album (which, along with the unusual arrangements, makes this album fresh and unpredictable in ways few pop albums are.) The last three songs are a bit of a let down, as they’re merely good. If they had been as good as the rest for the album, it would be an eternal masterpiece. As it is, it’s still one of the finest and most distinctive private press albums I’ve ever heard. Great album cover, too (despite being a cheap paste-on), and an even better label design.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-6487359309943497457?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6487359309943497457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=6487359309943497457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6487359309943497457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6487359309943497457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/eddie-callahan.html' title='Eddie Callahan'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScqKGWDiKNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dqz60iWG7sk/s72-c/eddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7812918594652195938</id><published>2009-03-18T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:47:53.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Henrik Schwarz, Âme &amp; Dixon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScGv1wsmZbI/AAAAAAAABJI/j47rf70a7CU/s1600-h/gfp_cover_5x5_300dpi_cmyk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScGv1wsmZbI/AAAAAAAABJI/j47rf70a7CU/s320/gfp_cover_5x5_300dpi_cmyk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314722373413791154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first started thinking about the compilation, we had in mind the idea to put together a great minimal techno selection with stuff from the early 90s, which really inspired us, like Robert Hood, Dan Bell, Plastikman, Pansonic and Mike Ink to name a few. Whilst working on the project we had the feeling that there is so much more great and influential minimal music from way before the techno thing started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were very excited to combine the music from the electronic pioneers, with the tracks from the minimal techno godfathers in a very modern way. In Minimal Music there is so much (space) in between the sounds and the space that gives you a lot of opportunities for an own interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grandfather Paradox is a scientific theory about time travelling and was first described by the science fiction writer Rene Barjavel in his book - Le Voyageur Imprudent. We took suggestions out of that because we felt like we are travelling back in time and manipulating the old music with modern knowledge. The fact that we did all this with the deserved respect to the originals makes us quite sure that the results are bringing something new and interesting to the old tracks and transport the past into the here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henrik Schwarz, Âme &amp; Dixon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracklisting 2xCD release:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tzutqqhjjph"&gt;CD1: Mixed by Henrik Schwarz, Âme &amp; Dixon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Steve Reich &amp; Pat Metheny&lt;br /&gt;Electric Counterpoint - Fast (Movement 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Etienne Jaumet&lt;br /&gt;Repeat After Me (Âme Mix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Kenneth Bager&lt;br /&gt;Fragment Eleven… The Day After Yesturday Pt.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Liquid Liquid&lt;br /&gt;Lock Groove (Out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Cymande&lt;br /&gt;For Baby Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Patrick Moraz&lt;br /&gt;Metamorphoses 1st Movement (Live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. To Rococo Rot&lt;br /&gt;Testfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Matematics&lt;br /&gt;Blue Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. I:CUBE&lt;br /&gt;Acid Tablet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ø&lt;br /&gt;Atomit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Conrad Schnitzler&lt;br /&gt;Electrocon 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Green Pickles feat. Billy Lo &amp; M. Pittman&lt;br /&gt;Feedback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. La Funk Mob&lt;br /&gt;Motor Bass Gets Phunked Up (Richie Hawtin's Electrophunk Mix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. John Carpenter&lt;br /&gt;The President Is Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Yusef Lateef&lt;br /&gt;The Three Faces Of Bala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Robert Hood&lt;br /&gt;Minus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Raymond Scott&lt;br /&gt;Bass-Line Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Moondog&lt;br /&gt;Invocation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ghm4fj2w2jo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD2: Un-Mixed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Conrad Schnitzler&lt;br /&gt;Elektrocon 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Steve Reich &amp; Pat Metheny&lt;br /&gt;Electric Counterpoint - Fast (Movement 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Liquid Liquid&lt;br /&gt;Lock Groove (Out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. To Rococo Rot&lt;br /&gt;Testfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Patrick Moraz&lt;br /&gt;Metamorphoses 1st Movement (Live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Young Marble Giants&lt;br /&gt;N.i.t.a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Kenneth Bager&lt;br /&gt;Fragment Eleven… The Day After Yesturday Pt.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Arthur Russell&lt;br /&gt;Make 1,2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. John Carpenter&lt;br /&gt;The President Is Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Robert Hood&lt;br /&gt;Minus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Raymond Scott&lt;br /&gt;Bass-Line Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Pyrolator&lt;br /&gt;November Mühlheim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Cymande&lt;br /&gt;For Baby Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Can&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Jam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7812918594652195938?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7812918594652195938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7812918594652195938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7812918594652195938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7812918594652195938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/henrik-schwarz-ame-dixon.html' title='Henrik Schwarz, Âme &amp; Dixon'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScGv1wsmZbI/AAAAAAAABJI/j47rf70a7CU/s72-c/gfp_cover_5x5_300dpi_cmyk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3418990463695384572</id><published>2009-03-17T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:28:33.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WhiteTree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScBNqzHr7CI/AAAAAAAABJA/0otfBxmeD5E/s1600-h/l_9ea5691af8ee4bfc93fff32dc1e08cfb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScBNqzHr7CI/AAAAAAAABJA/0otfBxmeD5E/s320/l_9ea5691af8ee4bfc93fff32dc1e08cfb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314332957969476642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludovico Einaudi: piano Robert Lippok: electronics Ronald Lippok: drums Inspired and named after a very special, paradise-like retreat in Amos Tutuola’s novel ” The Palm-Wine Drinkard“, the album is the cosiest pair of french mittens, helping to withstand the cold and fast pulse of our technology-driven times. Think about it: ”&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nat9tzgdgsh"&gt;Cloudland&lt;/a&gt;" is not the first effort to merge electronics with classical music. Far from it. Carsten Nicolai worked with Ryuichi Sakamoto, Carl Craig and Moritz von Oswald inject Ravel's Bolero with a techno twist, a whole new generation of musicians is as comfortable with a laptop as with classical instruments. Yet brave and remarkable efforts, Cloudland brings across a playfullness, a looseness and broadness which makes the album something unique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3418990463695384572?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3418990463695384572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3418990463695384572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3418990463695384572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3418990463695384572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/whitetree.html' title='WhiteTree'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/ScBNqzHr7CI/AAAAAAAABJA/0otfBxmeD5E/s72-c/l_9ea5691af8ee4bfc93fff32dc1e08cfb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-9075792461118177179</id><published>2009-03-07T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:13:15.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyramps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SbJj6zsv8lI/AAAAAAAABIw/DCGlbe00eBQ/s1600-h/R-1652017-1234674293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SbJj6zsv8lI/AAAAAAAABIw/DCGlbe00eBQ/s320/R-1652017-1234674293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310416772584698450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyramps is Mark McGuire and Daniel Lopatin. This record "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?bxmdyyq4zlz"&gt;Days of Thunder&lt;/a&gt;" was limited to 75 copies. I heard this was a tribute to Top Gun? All I know is that you will not find a better record than this in 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-9075792461118177179?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9075792461118177179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=9075792461118177179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/9075792461118177179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/9075792461118177179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/skyramps.html' title='Skyramps'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SbJj6zsv8lI/AAAAAAAABIw/DCGlbe00eBQ/s72-c/R-1652017-1234674293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5200420054497729433</id><published>2009-03-03T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:14:50.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johan Agebjorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sa3jIN_6GUI/AAAAAAAABIg/OOxInbKg4Y4/s1600-h/41IuORj7TfL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sa3jIN_6GUI/AAAAAAAABIg/OOxInbKg4Y4/s320/41IuORj7TfL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309149266075851074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he is best known as the creative force behind the popular electronica dance project Sally Shapiro, Johan Agebjörn proves on &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/fxav2l"&gt;Mossebo&lt;/a&gt; that he is not afraid of the darker and deeper spaces. Indeed, Mossebo evokes human warmth in a wintry landscape, expertly juxtaposing intimacy and isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named after the house in which Johan lived while composing and recording the album, Mossebo is a collection of ambient pieces composed between 2004 and 2007; and one additional track that was created in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the stunning wordless vocals of Lisa Barra skillfully winding their way through many of Agebjörn’s dazzling synth compositions, Mossebo is an album that is both electronic and organic at its core.  Barra’s passion for the folk music of different cultures lends a timeless quailty to the album that transcends the conventional limits of most modern electronic ambient music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5200420054497729433?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5200420054497729433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5200420054497729433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5200420054497729433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5200420054497729433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/johan-agebjorn.html' title='Johan Agebjorn'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sa3jIN_6GUI/AAAAAAAABIg/OOxInbKg4Y4/s72-c/41IuORj7TfL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5234561947107635294</id><published>2009-03-03T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:08:09.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sa3hP7qSEFI/AAAAAAAABIY/EBBm0zKRFCA/s1600-h/colortone-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sa3hP7qSEFI/AAAAAAAABIY/EBBm0zKRFCA/s320/colortone-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309147199569006674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/byeiiw"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; was quietly announced for a preorder a month ago, and now this long-awaited Milieu CD-R is officially released and shipping! For those of you who dig the flavor of Milieu records like Our Blue Rainbow or New Drugs - get this one! Loads of psychedelic grooves over a 10 track/forty minute disc. Think absolute LSD melody overload!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5234561947107635294?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5234561947107635294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5234561947107635294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5234561947107635294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5234561947107635294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/milieu.html' title='Milieu'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/Sa3hP7qSEFI/AAAAAAAABIY/EBBm0zKRFCA/s72-c/colortone-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3149769531409751125</id><published>2009-02-24T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:12:21.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SaThNDsTULI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Y_VpUTkJW4o/s1600-h/album-black-monk-time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SaThNDsTULI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Y_VpUTkJW4o/s320/album-black-monk-time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306613875394957490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the strangest stories in rock history, the Monks were formed in the early '60s by American G.I.s stationed in Germany. After their discharge, the group stayed on in Germany as the Torquays, a fairly standard beat band. After changing their name to the Monks in the mid-'60s, they also changed their music, attitude, and appearance radically. Gone were standard oldie covers, replaced by furious, minimalist original material that anticipated the blunt, harsh commentary of the punk era. Their insistent rhythms recalled martial beats and polkas as much as garage rock, and the weirdness quotient was heightened by electric banjo, berserk organ runs, and occasional bursts of feedback guitar. To prove that they meant business, the Monks shaved the top of their heads and performed their songs -- crude diatribes about the Vietnam war, dehumanized society, and love/hate affairs with girls -- in actual monks' clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pretty strong stuff for 1966 Germany, and their shocking repertoire and attire were received with more confusion than hostility or warm praise. Well known in Germany as a live act, their sole album and several singles didn't take off in a big way and were never released in the U.S., it was rumored, because the lyrical content was deemed too shocking. They disbanded in confusion around 1967, but their album -- one of the most oddball constructions in all of rock -- gained a cult following among collectors, and has ironically made them much more popular and influential on an international level than they were during their lifetime. Bassist Eddie Shaw's 1994 autobiography, Black Monk Time, is a fascinating narrative of the Monks' stranger-than-fiction story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monks' only album, "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?en3mqygikn3"&gt;Black Monk Time&lt;/a&gt;", is packed with angst anthems on the order of "Shut Up," "I Hate You," "Complication," and "Drunken Maria." One of the strangest recordings of all time, it's now finally available in the U.S. as a 1997 CD reissue on Infinite Zero. The repackage is made all the more appealing with the inclusion of their two later non-LP singles, the live 1966 "Monk Chant," and a couple of 1965 demos, making it the definitive document of the Monks' recorded legacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3149769531409751125?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3149769531409751125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3149769531409751125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3149769531409751125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3149769531409751125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/monks.html' title='The Monks'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SaThNDsTULI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Y_VpUTkJW4o/s72-c/album-black-monk-time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-242234258743188529</id><published>2009-02-24T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:40:09.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SaTZINALvNI/AAAAAAAABII/gWZcMKDP9I8/s1600-h/image_slide_show_new_41084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SaTZINALvNI/AAAAAAAABII/gWZcMKDP9I8/s320/image_slide_show_new_41084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306604995901897938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/kans3y"&gt;Fly Girls!&lt;/a&gt;’ celebrates the 30th anniversary of female rap on record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This double-CD (and limited edition two volumes of super-loud double-vinyl) narrates the story of female rap from its birth in the tenement block parties in New York City’s outer boroughs through to the dizzying career heights of Queen Latifah, Missy Elliott and other modern day power brokers. ‘Fly Girls!’ also discusses the influence of an earlier generation of black female poets whose ideals (both in their art and how they established career paths) helped lay the foundations for birth of the genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of female rap on record begins in 1979 in New York City as the clamour of the city’s artists, record companies and producers strove to make it onto vinyl in the wake of The Sugarhill Gang’s squillion-selling hit, ‘Rappers Delight’ – released that year on the former soul singer Sylvia Robinson’s Sugarhill Records. It would be the Winley family - comprising sisters Tanya, Paulette - who made the first female rap record produced by their mother Ann and released on their father’s label, Paul Winley Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the singing/rap styles that earlier soul artists such as Aretha Franklin, Shirley Ellis, Millie Jackson and Laura Lee would occasionally adopt in their songs, female rap (like rap itself) had its antecedents in the groundbreaking black poetry of the 60s and 70s with radical, free-thinking poets such as Nikki Giovanni, Camille Yarborough and Sarah Webster Fabio - all of whom are included here – vocalising hitherto unheard expressions of female and black self-determination in their work. These strong, educated, political women not only led the way stylistically but also helped define how a female artist could make their own career path - weaving creativity, politics and family in a way that Missy Elliott, Queen Latifah and others have since followed - establishing the boundary-breaking career paths of many female artists in rap. Hip-hop is a culture of which music is only a part; nowadays (and to an extent from the very beginning) the most successful female hip-hop artist is often singer, DJ, actress, manager, political and social agitator and more in multiple combinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip-hop’s story begins in the tenement blocks and community centres of the South Bronx. In the first three years-or-so history of hip-hop (1976-9) - before the first rap records were made - aspiring female artists could watch onstage the early female MC role models of Sha-Rock (the first female MC in the group The Funky Four plus One) or the Mercedes Ladies (the first female MC and DJ crew). With Tanya and Paulette Winley’s ‘Rappin and Rhymin’ on vinyl by 1979 it would not be until the following year that the first all-female crew made it onto vinyl when Sequence (featuring a then unknown Angie Stone) was astutely signed, once again, by Sylvia Robinson to Sugarhill Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robinson was not the only woman on the business side of hip-hop. There was Kool Lady Blue who first brought rap out of the Bronx and into downtown NYC at the Roxy nightclub and also later managed The Rocksteady Crew. Monica Lynch who rose to head of A and R and president of Tommy Boy Records, and later vice-president of Warners, comments that because hip-hop was new it did not have the hierarchy of the traditional music industry and women were thus able to move more easily into executive roles. Later, as we shall see, many of the artists moved into the business themselves taking control of their careers and aiding others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxanne Shante is certainly the first female rapper to make a career out of her music. Shante and fellow Queens-resident and producer Marley Marl fought their corner for both their borough (taking on Boogie Down Productions and the Bronx) and anyone else who dared call themselves ‘Roxanne’ in a slanging-match known as ‘The Roxanne Wars’. This verbal jousting had its antecedents dating back to the ‘dozens’ of the playground and tower-block (‘Your mother is a …’, ‘No, your mother is a …’) and to th e Griot storytellers of Africa. Roxanne Shante, and many others here, effortlessly subverted this - and many other - male-dominated traditions to create and re-write new histories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female rap is thirty years old (yes, thirty) and it just don’t stop. Here is a snapshot of that history. The album includes so many firsts – first solo record, first crew on record, first number one, first grammy winner, that it would be easier to list the few records featured here that are not historical landmarks in the ongoing tale of female hip-hop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-242234258743188529?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/242234258743188529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=242234258743188529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/242234258743188529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/242234258743188529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/fly-girls.html' title='Fly Girls!'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SaTZINALvNI/AAAAAAAABII/gWZcMKDP9I8/s72-c/image_slide_show_new_41084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2513856881858566849</id><published>2009-02-17T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:15:48.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palace Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SZtuZKjj1dI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZqH7E9wlmCM/s1600-h/PALACE%2BMUSIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SZtuZKjj1dI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZqH7E9wlmCM/s320/PALACE%2BMUSIC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303954364768179666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?z3nqornnlxm"&gt;Lost Blues and Other Songs&lt;/a&gt; is the name of a 1997 album by Will Oldham, released under the moniker Palace Music. It collects various singles and rarities Will Oldham released under the Palace names during the early 1990s. "Ohio River Boat Song" is an adaptation of the traditional Scottish "Loch Tay Boat Song", and "Horses" was originally written and performed by Sally Timms of the Mekons on her 1988 solo album Somebody's Rockin' My Dreamboat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2513856881858566849?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2513856881858566849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2513856881858566849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2513856881858566849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2513856881858566849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/palace-music.html' title='Palace Music'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SZtuZKjj1dI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZqH7E9wlmCM/s72-c/PALACE%2BMUSIC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5493373549032757463</id><published>2009-02-13T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:05:53.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SZY0sO98u8I/AAAAAAAABHw/C0FhYWIopcM/s1600-h/intrusion-seduction-of-sile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SZY0sO98u8I/AAAAAAAABHw/C0FhYWIopcM/s320/intrusion-seduction-of-sile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302483545812155330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Intrusion &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/pkv1oy"&gt;full-length&lt;/a&gt; is finally here - a massively anticipated follow up of sorts to 'The Coldest Season' album and without question the most fully-realised Echospace project since that album came out 18 months ago. Steve Hitchell reserves his Intrusion moniker for his rich and sumptuous dub experiments, more Rhythm &amp; Sound as opposed to the to M-Series or BC references more commonly associated with the Deepchord axis. Referencing the Caribbean on 'Montego Bay' the padded, heady structure of the music infuses the massive sense of space with a warm and breezy pulse that sets this music apart from so much of the rubber-coated preset teasing that passes for dub techno these days. Paul St. Hilaire, meanwhile, adds a typically righteous vocal presence alongside luxurious Fender Rhodes on 'Angel', a beautiful cut exclusive to this CD issue. The best tracks from the 12"s are compiled with 'Intrusion Dub', 'Seduction', 'Reflection', 'Tswana Dub' and 'Twilight', in addition to the glorious 'A Night To Remember' inspired by his travels to Japan. Crazily limited to a mere 300 copies only, the cd is now completely sold out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5493373549032757463?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5493373549032757463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5493373549032757463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5493373549032757463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5493373549032757463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/intrusion.html' title='Intrusion'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SZY0sO98u8I/AAAAAAAABHw/C0FhYWIopcM/s72-c/intrusion-seduction-of-sile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-8554715609817498212</id><published>2009-02-04T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:03:05.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arzachel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SYnz8mLHb4I/AAAAAAAABHo/6ABCzZ0hVGs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SYnz8mLHb4I/AAAAAAAABHo/6ABCzZ0hVGs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299034658942971778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collectors of rare psychedelia recognize &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/yue9oc"&gt;Arzachel's sole LP &lt;/a&gt;as being one of the most desired (and pricey) relics from the late '60s. The record was initially released in England on the obscure Evolution label and later in America on Roulette. Unlike most monster psych collectors' albums, however, Arzachel had two things which helped transition it to the CD era: the music is a head above most other psych rarities, and the four musicians later achieved marginal success within the '70s progressive rock "Canterbury scene." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band initially called themselves Uriel and formed in December, 1967 after guitarists Dave Stewart (not the one from the Eurythmics) and Steve Hillage met in math class at the City of London School. After recruiting lead vocalist/bassist Hugo Montgomery Campbell (Mont Campbell), Stewart soon realized Hillage was the better axeman and switched to organ. Drummer Clive Brooks was discovered via an ad in Melody Maker magazine. Uriel then secured a summer residency at an Isle of Wight hotel called Ryde Castle. They also were filmed for an English sex education film and came close to jamming with Jimi Hendrix after meeting him on a London street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Hillage, their one album was "done for a laugh really. Somebody gave us a day in the studio, and we made a psychedelic album!" But the record wasn't released until after Hillage quit Uriel to attend college in Canterbury (he later played with both Kevin Ayers and Gong before going solo). Stewart, Campbell, and Brooks carried on as the classical rock trio Egg. The Uriel album made with Hillage was released in 1969 under the name Arzachel, with fictional names and bios of the musicians to avoid contractual difficulties. The record itself featured some of the most explosive psychedelia by an English group, but without any promotion, it quickly plunged into obscurity. It was years later before collectors started depleting their bank accounts to obtain what few copies of Arzachel were originally released.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-8554715609817498212?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8554715609817498212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=8554715609817498212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8554715609817498212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8554715609817498212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/arzachel.html' title='Arzachel'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SYnz8mLHb4I/AAAAAAAABHo/6ABCzZ0hVGs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4573418124740903427</id><published>2009-01-22T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:24:13.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timber Timbre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SXliAoRMKiI/AAAAAAAABHM/9sVglcxo9fs/s1600-h/l_6cef2423987d4833b47b423c7b2b1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SXliAoRMKiI/AAAAAAAABHM/9sVglcxo9fs/s320/l_6cef2423987d4833b47b423c7b2b1500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294370599899769378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?pzezl2mob5k"&gt;Timber Timbre&lt;/a&gt; stops you. The elements are deceptively simple: a confident, but hushed voice, understated guitar, strings and keyboard flourishes, and a subtle percussive beat. Timber Timbre front man Taylor Kirk is making pop as if it was meant to sound haunted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4573418124740903427?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4573418124740903427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4573418124740903427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4573418124740903427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4573418124740903427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/timber-timbre.html' title='Timber Timbre'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SXliAoRMKiI/AAAAAAAABHM/9sVglcxo9fs/s72-c/l_6cef2423987d4833b47b423c7b2b1500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-994586103572652744</id><published>2009-01-17T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:07:36.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yellow Moon Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SXI6M4nyA2I/AAAAAAAABGs/4H4a2SZjdWE/s1600-h/0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SXI6M4nyA2I/AAAAAAAABGs/4H4a2SZjdWE/s320/0173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292356505145836386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Hillage than Gong, more Hacket than Genesis, more Thompson than Fairport and certainly more Velvet Jacket than Leather Jacket. &lt;br /&gt;The Brothers dropped some mushrooms one afternoon after decided to experience the love behind the record of the year. Yes they would plot a histogram using Jaffa-cakes and pink wafers. During a distracted moment they pondered over the other important events in music. The Weeley festival 1971 (Juicy Lucy, demon fuzz and Hackensack and all for just 1-50); dancing in the mud in your underpants at Bickershaw to the Greatfull Dead; Cheech and Chong and Haydock Brass Band. Or what about climbing on army tanks to catch Roy Harper at the St. Helens Show. Great days with the endorphin rush of pure music jammed out by buzzing musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we have the debut album by The Yellow Moon Band'&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?xmhfb1qqijm"&gt;Travels into Several Remote Nations of the World&lt;/a&gt;'. It follows two sold out sevens and some crazy shows at the Green Man Festival. Eight tracks of Instrumental wonk thats as darn exciting as discovering that rare side of wax thats sorta Anatolian led rare groove in a bare chested wrestle with Be Bop Deluxes Sunburst Finish and pressed up on Vertigo. Well it might exist in the car boot of your dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-994586103572652744?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/994586103572652744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=994586103572652744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/994586103572652744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/994586103572652744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/yellow-moon-band.html' title='The Yellow Moon Band'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SXI6M4nyA2I/AAAAAAAABGs/4H4a2SZjdWE/s72-c/0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-998580516888952647</id><published>2009-01-11T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:13:49.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Ferraro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SWqKGHY_17I/AAAAAAAABGM/ijyka5ODpKA/s1600-h/ferrarodiscovery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SWqKGHY_17I/AAAAAAAABGM/ijyka5ODpKA/s320/ferrarodiscovery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290192549967812530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limited Europe-only album from James Ferraro of The Skaters/Lamborghini Crystal et al, the first run ever presented under his own name. &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?9dxsxtn0txj"&gt;Clear&lt;/a&gt; presents some of his most transparently beautiful synth work in the vein of Klaus Schulze, JD Emmanuele, early Krautrock et al… the first half is pure unanchored tonefloat bliss while the second brings in fast hand-drum rhythms and a kind of modal 1980s casio/bass guitar feel that makes it sound like a weird DIY new wave group’s take on Popol Vuh’s Affenstunde. Very beautiful and highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SWqKGB778OI/AAAAAAAABGE/CVSFOrrGlug/s1600-h/ferraroclear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SWqKGB778OI/AAAAAAAABGE/CVSFOrrGlug/s320/ferraroclear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290192548503744738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?yizumy0ejdz"&gt;Discovery&lt;/a&gt; is packaged as a companion volume to Clear and feels like an extension of the modes first extrapolated there, with hypnotic rhythms driving crystal-complex keyboard patterns through endlessly reflective hall-of-mirrors style sonic environs. The album becomes progressively denser as we approach the second half, with what could almost be a backwards re-staging of Faust’s “Krautrock” fed slowly into the nearest wormhole. Another monster. Highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-998580516888952647?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/998580516888952647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=998580516888952647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/998580516888952647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/998580516888952647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/james-ferraro.html' title='James Ferraro'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SWqKGHY_17I/AAAAAAAABGM/ijyka5ODpKA/s72-c/ferrarodiscovery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-8733289335105598245</id><published>2008-12-15T23:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:42:09.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIXOLOGY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SUdZAYMnQZI/AAAAAAAABB0/oxs9Rnhjjsc/s1600-h/561352759_ff61e1082b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SUdZAYMnQZI/AAAAAAAABB0/oxs9Rnhjjsc/s320/561352759_ff61e1082b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280286951145423250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/xpaekx"&gt;mix&lt;/a&gt; for you. I hope you enjoy it. Its nice to listen to lying down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Black Mountain - Shelter&lt;br /&gt;2.The Spires - Everything And Nothing At Once&lt;br /&gt;3.Roland Bautista - Gone&lt;br /&gt;4.Undisputed Truth - Down By The River&lt;br /&gt;5.Buckingham Nicks - Frozen Love&lt;br /&gt;6.Total Issue - Dis-Mais-Dis&lt;br /&gt;7.San Un Lin - My Soul Lies On Silk&lt;br /&gt;8.Cold Cave - Our Tears Help The Flowers Grow&lt;br /&gt;9.James Ferraro - untitled&lt;br /&gt;10.Wavves - Spaced Raider&lt;br /&gt;11.Mark McGuire - A Matter Of Time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-8733289335105598245?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8733289335105598245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=8733289335105598245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8733289335105598245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/8733289335105598245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/mixology.html' title='MIXOLOGY'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SUdZAYMnQZI/AAAAAAAABB0/oxs9Rnhjjsc/s72-c/561352759_ff61e1082b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2016575032033001121</id><published>2008-12-06T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:15:03.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/STswyom4hZI/AAAAAAAABBs/jI0nuCfV7Og/s1600-h/miljard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/STswyom4hZI/AAAAAAAABBs/jI0nuCfV7Og/s320/miljard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276865034846766482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review by Brian Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle is a band that loves to keep its fans guessing; some of their forays into unexpected genres tend to confound, but a true fan will always find what they love about these Finnish experimentalists no matter the direction they take, be it psychedelic, noise, drone, folk, free jazz, or their self-coined genre, the New Wave of Finnish Heavy Metal. They always manage to sound like Circle, in that their musical motifs are always circular, cyclical, repetitive... and extremely hypnotic. Do not attempt to operate heavy machinery while listening to Circle! The majority of their work, be it the motorik "speed kraut" drive of the bulk of their earlier material, the prog leanings of Katapult, the absurdist experiments of Arkades, the damaged folk-blues of Forest, the dronescapes mixed with oldschool punk (?!) of Panic, or even the metallic edge of Sunrise (so sincere it's almost indistinguishable from Judas Priest!). But this diversity never comes off like a gimmick - in this case Circle has delved into a realm not far from the much-maligned genre of New Age music, albeit closer to the kind associated with avant gardists like Steve Reich, Terry Reilly or John Cage, over this expansive 2CD set. Again, the effect is trance-inducing, only instead of relentless pummeling they take the opposite tack with lengthy, sprawling, amorphous pastorals, with nary a drum kit or distorted guitar in sight. The instrumentation - consisting of tinkling crystalline keys, exploratory piano musings, spare simplistic guitar and bass lines, in addition to various samples, drones and found sounds both disorienting and soothing - is subtle yet insistent enough to fully involve the listener rather than allowing itself to be relegated to the background. And while this collection is less immediate and takes more patience than most Circle material, it is no less rewarding to listeners who allows themselves to be transported and lulled into dreamy contemplation. It's the perfect soundtrack for a couple lost hours sitting by a placid pool in an enchanted forest watching the reflective water slowly eddy and the fairy dust float through sunbeams. It's that mesmerizing. Miljard is not the best place for the uninitiated to start (that would be Meronia or Andexelt), it nevertheless suffices as yet another captivating guise for this chameleon-like enigma of a band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mt9lehctmtj"&gt;Disc1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?kdiges29xd5"&gt;Disc2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2016575032033001121?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2016575032033001121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2016575032033001121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2016575032033001121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2016575032033001121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/circle.html' title='Circle'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/STswyom4hZI/AAAAAAAABBs/jI0nuCfV7Og/s72-c/miljard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5552322885049657186</id><published>2008-12-06T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:59:21.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valerio Cosi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/STstlQ2b98I/AAAAAAAABBk/8kfC2_oecE8/s1600-h/1047784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/STstlQ2b98I/AAAAAAAABBk/8kfC2_oecE8/s320/1047784.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276861506596370370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/d1qgvx"&gt;Valerio Cosi&lt;/a&gt; may be young at only 22, but his talent is undeniable. He may be mostly known for his exquisite saxophone playing, but this Italian wunderkind doesn’t stop there. Cosi composes strings of magic using all sorts of instrumentation and production tricks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5552322885049657186?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5552322885049657186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5552322885049657186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5552322885049657186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5552322885049657186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/valerio-cosi.html' title='Valerio Cosi'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/STstlQ2b98I/AAAAAAAABBk/8kfC2_oecE8/s72-c/1047784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1402242951229657912</id><published>2008-11-18T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:53:27.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SSN6MwPPp8I/AAAAAAAABBU/rNiQhEkHRbQ/s1600-h/rubies_explode_promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SSN6MwPPp8I/AAAAAAAABBU/rNiQhEkHRbQ/s320/rubies_explode_promo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270190348479473602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danceable folk, homemade disco, and lost love laments; these are just a few facets of California-based Duo, Rubies. The poised and dynamic range of songwriting keeps the listener excited by offering fresh and honest versions of future dancefloor and living room classics. Simone Rubi (lead vocals, keyboards) entices the crowd while Terri Loewenthal (bass) keeps them dancing. Add some shimmering guitar, the harmonies and beats provided by machine or borrowed man, and try to resist. While it could be in a crowded avant-garde discotheque in NYC, a motorik infused warehouse in Berlin, or the pine-needle carpeted redwoods of Big Sur, you will be easily moved by the conviction that Rubies offers. Both huge and intimate moments make the live show a beautifully creative experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our debut album, "&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/w6nmuj"&gt;Explode from the Center&lt;/a&gt;," we were lucky enough to have helping hands from Eirik Glambek-Boe (Kings of Convenience) and his new group "Kommode", Leslie Feist, Karl-Jonas Winqvist (Blood Music), Dan Judd (Sorcerer), Lars Skoglund (Laakso, Lykke Li), Maria Eriksson (The Concretes) and a small army of other talented folks from all over the world. Simone and Terri also play in the pop group "Call and Response".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1402242951229657912?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1402242951229657912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1402242951229657912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1402242951229657912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1402242951229657912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/rubies.html' title='Rubies'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SSN6MwPPp8I/AAAAAAAABBU/rNiQhEkHRbQ/s72-c/rubies_explode_promo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1924797790808795361</id><published>2008-11-13T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:28:47.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gala Drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SRyMr8DdjzI/AAAAAAAABBM/Q91KTrNN0e4/s1600-h/galadrop_cover_promo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SRyMr8DdjzI/AAAAAAAABBM/Q91KTrNN0e4/s320/galadrop_cover_promo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268240350599548722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?nmzbz9twxtk"&gt;Gala Drop's s/t &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gala Drop are from Lisboa. Their music has evolved into a blend of tribal/latin-American influenced rhythms, kraut-rock synthesizer jams and much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1924797790808795361?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1924797790808795361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1924797790808795361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1924797790808795361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1924797790808795361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/gala-drop.html' title='Gala Drop'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SRyMr8DdjzI/AAAAAAAABBM/Q91KTrNN0e4/s72-c/galadrop_cover_promo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5893570699744929027</id><published>2008-11-04T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:08:47.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Saucer Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SRAQuP7S28I/AAAAAAAABBE/NX0UPmx7MAw/s1600-h/flying%2Bsaucer%2Battack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SRAQuP7S28I/AAAAAAAABBE/NX0UPmx7MAw/s320/flying%2Bsaucer%2Battack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264726351131368386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly emerging out of nowhere following an initial single or two, Flying Saucer Attack's &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?eoo9mziyinx"&gt;debut album&lt;/a&gt; crystallized an incipient 1990s underground as in thrall to folk music as to feedback blasts and Krautrock influences. The description the band members themselves used, also considered by some as an alternate title to this album, was "rural psychedelia," and rarely has form so readily followed function. The original duo of Pearce and Brook, with some help from friend/Third Eye Foundation mainman Matt Elliott on percussion and clarinet (thus creating an even more alien atmosphere on "Moonset"), created a thick, evocatively haunting collection of modern mind-blowers. If any one thing could be singled out about the album, it's the continual contrast between Pearce's soft, reflective singing, often sunk deep into the overall mix and treated with heavy-duty echo, and his often tremendous guitar work, electric squalls, and drones piled atop one another. Songs like the exultant "Wish" and "A Silent Tide" are the breathtaking results. Initial comparisons were made to My Bloody Valentine and the shoegazing crowd, but they're misplaced -- it's a consciously different style employing some similar elements, but with notably varying results. Two astonishing drone/tribal instrumentals are named "Popol Vuh 2" and "Popol Vuh 1," both open tips of the hat to the long-lived German experimental group. The completely out-of-left-field number, though, is the cover of Suede's "The Drowners" -- changing nothing about the pace but overdriving the feedback and relentlessly toning down the vocals, FSA turn the neo-glam piece into a noisefest beyond description. Compared to later albums, Flying Saucer Attack sets more of an immediately consistent mood -- some numbers aside, the dreamy singing, the seemingly straightforward guitar parts that get more involved the more one listens, and more continue from track to track, generally speaking. The end results, though, are more than worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5893570699744929027?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5893570699744929027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5893570699744929027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5893570699744929027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5893570699744929027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/flying-saucer-attack.html' title='Flying Saucer Attack'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SRAQuP7S28I/AAAAAAAABBE/NX0UPmx7MAw/s72-c/flying%2Bsaucer%2Battack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1508936732563707852</id><published>2008-10-31T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:27:26.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SQu20RzAM1I/AAAAAAAABA0/esuud_BvE40/s1600-h/Autogenerated_derived_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SQu20RzAM1I/AAAAAAAABA0/esuud_BvE40/s320/Autogenerated_derived_image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263501598759334738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Present is the new music project of legendary New York musician&lt;br /&gt;and producer Rusty Santos (Panda Bear ‘Person Pitch’, Born&lt;br /&gt;Ruffi ans ‘Red Yellow &amp; Blue’, Animal Collective ‘Sung Tongs’). Described&lt;br /&gt;by one band who worked with him as a hyper boy genius,&lt;br /&gt;Rusty has always fi xed his attention on producing music that is&lt;br /&gt;experimentally rich whilst remaining accessible. By attempting to&lt;br /&gt;create music that arises unconsciously through improvisation, The&lt;br /&gt;Present’s debut album ‘World I See’ hauls this ethos over its shoulders&lt;br /&gt;as it tramples on musical boundaries and preconceptions, whilst leaving an album that is still capable of relating musically and emotionally to a wide audience.&lt;br /&gt;After many years and variant modes of collaboration, Rusty&lt;br /&gt;formed together with Mina and Jesse who bring a plethora of&lt;br /&gt;extra dimensions to the sound of The Present. Mina’s background&lt;br /&gt;in classical piano and the love of japanese traditional songs&lt;br /&gt;meets at intense and imaginative levels with the expressive attitude&lt;br /&gt;of the band, whilst the long standing musical partnership&lt;br /&gt;between Jesse and Rusty, which began when they were in high&lt;br /&gt;school together, provides the cemented sound giving the songs&lt;br /&gt;one voice and the band the sound of a single instrument.&lt;br /&gt;Though the instruments on ‘&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zwes1t2vja9"&gt;World I See&lt;/a&gt;’ aren’t necessarily new (the basic elements are piano, guitar and drums), guided by intuition the band attempt to make timeless music by using the&lt;br /&gt;most minimalist methods in innovative new ways. The result of capturing and developing these sounds is the beautifully elegant yet emotionally powerful sound of The Present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1508936732563707852?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1508936732563707852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1508936732563707852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1508936732563707852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1508936732563707852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/present.html' title='The Present'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SQu20RzAM1I/AAAAAAAABA0/esuud_BvE40/s72-c/Autogenerated_derived_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3494513410820175028</id><published>2008-10-12T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:23:19.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flavor Crystals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SPJWKVPrV1I/AAAAAAAAAys/mL82dYx9zXs/s1600-h/61fYdOCjnEL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SPJWKVPrV1I/AAAAAAAAAys/mL82dYx9zXs/s320/61fYdOCjnEL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256358450596370258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the coldest week of the '07 Minneapolis winter, Flavor Crystals holed up in Flowers Studio with the amazing underground producer, Kramer (Galaxie 500, Low, Bongwater) to record the follow up to their 2005 debut "On Plastic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire album took shape and was completed in 4 crazy days of recording and 2 days of intense mixing. Many of the songs were captured in a primordial state. The album has a spontaneous looseness that captures perfectly what this band is about... Flavor Crystals are constantly getting lost in the moment. As its cover art suggests, "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?3dj11dz1ytb"&gt;Ambergris&lt;/a&gt;" hearkens back to early 70's kraut and psychedelia, but the band's late 80's/early 90's indie/shoegaze vibe has not gone away. The&lt;br /&gt;album is still spacey and dreamy like its predecessor, but goes deeper with an eerie intensity and insistence that is magnified by Kramer's unique approach to production and mixing. This album is filled with unrepeatable moments...it lives and breathes with spooky beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3494513410820175028?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3494513410820175028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3494513410820175028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3494513410820175028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3494513410820175028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/flavor-crystals.html' title='Flavor Crystals'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SPJWKVPrV1I/AAAAAAAAAys/mL82dYx9zXs/s72-c/61fYdOCjnEL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4558400430227350472</id><published>2008-10-04T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:08:41.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOckFidBUOI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6qTL9QylH6s/s1600-h/wgs492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOckFidBUOI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6qTL9QylH6s/s320/wgs492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253207167917445346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, Audika Records began releasing the exceptionally varied, long sought-after music of Arthur Russell, and in the process has succeeded at helping the beloved, late artist find the broader audience he always believed he would reach. A new generation of listeners and critics has come to appreciate Russell as a visionary and an influence upon a broad range of today's most compelling musical artists. On October 28, Audika will bring to light an as-yet-unavailable side of Russell's body of work—the most rare and, at the same time, arguably the most accessible part—in Love Is Overtaking Me, which comprises 21 demos and home recordings of unreleased pop, folk and country songs from his vast catalog.&lt;br /&gt;While much critical and popular affection for Russell's music has come about well after his untimely death from AIDS in 1992, many fellow artists believed in his genius and were drawn to collaborate with him during his lifetime. The legendary producer John Hammond (Billie Holiday, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen) recorded Russell on several occasions; a number of these recordings will finally heard on Love Is Overtaking Me. So, too, will songs recorded with various incarnations of The Flying Hearts, a group formed by Russell and Brooks whose shifting lineup included, by turns, Jerry Harrison, Rhys Chatham, Jon Gibson, Peter Gordon and Peter Zummo as well as Larry Saltzman and David Van Tieghem. Several other Russell projects are represented on &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mkmfme4idrv"&gt;Love Is Overtaking Me&lt;/a&gt;, including The Sailboats, Turbo Sporty and Bright &amp; Early.&lt;br /&gt;Compiled from over eight hours of material, three years in the making, Love Is Overtaking Me reaches back further to Russell's first compositions from the early ..70s and spans forward to his very last recordings, made at home in 1991. Chris Taylor of Grizzly Bear contributed mixing, restoration and editing to the album, whose tracks were selected by Audika's Steve Knutson, Ernie Brooks and Russell's companion, Tom Lee. A number of the songs feature prominently in Wild Combination: A Portrait of Arthur Russell, Matt Wolf's film, which had its world premiere this year at the Berlin International Film Festival and will be released theatrically and on DVD this fall by Plexifilm.&lt;br /&gt;Love Is Overtaking Me is the fifth release of Russell's material by Audika Records, whose work has proven that the music remains as contemporary today as when it was first recorded. The label launched with the disco/new wave collection Calling Out Of Context (2004) and continued with a reissue of the cello-and-voice masterpiece World Of Echo (2005); the instrumental compositions double-disc First Thought Best Thought (2006); and the hip-hop-inspired Springfield EP (2006), which includes a DFA remix of the title track.&lt;br /&gt;Extensive Love Is Overtaking Me liner notes by Tom Lee provide an intimate perspective on Russell's diverse catalog, which spanned an extraordinary diversity of styles and won the love of artistic communities that would seem utterly disparate, from Philip Glass, John Cage and Allen Ginsberg to rock bands like The Talking Heads and The Modern Lovers; the pre-Studio 54 disco-party scene of Nicky Siano's Gallery and David Mancuso's Loft; and DJ-producers like Francois Kevorkian and Larry Levan, among others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4558400430227350472?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4558400430227350472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4558400430227350472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4558400430227350472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4558400430227350472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/arthur-russell.html' title='Arthur Russell'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOckFidBUOI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6qTL9QylH6s/s72-c/wgs492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2884755477924560655</id><published>2008-10-04T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:56:58.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Broderick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOchSb83dqI/AAAAAAAAAyc/E5MICbOBDoE/s1600-h/HSH083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOchSb83dqI/AAAAAAAAAyc/E5MICbOBDoE/s320/HSH083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253204090975385250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Broderick is like the Swiss Army Knife of musicians; compact, elegant, multipurpose. What sets him apart is his restraint. With an arsenal of talents at his disposal, he prefers to reveal only one or two at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?p9gjrwzyaun"&gt;Home&lt;/a&gt;, Broderick may have performed his most impressive feat yet: breathing new life into the most pedestrian arrangement in modern music. He turns the open-mic night connotations of guitar and vocal on its ear with layers of vocal washes, x-acto finger-picking figures, and his deceptively simple compositional style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’d think working with as many as five different bands in recent history (Efterklang, Horse Feathers, She &amp; Him, Loch Lomond and Norfolk &amp; Western) simultaneously wouldn’t allow Peter to pursue any kind of solo career. Likewise, his easygoing, unassuming demeanor might lead you to believe he didn’t have aspirations being accessible and available to lend a musical hand. But in late 2007 a steady stream of solo instrumental releases on respected labels Type and Kning Disk has all but established Broderick as the young composer / pianist / string player to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home is a collection of folk songs recorded at the end of 2007 and beginning of 2008. In late 2007, Peter Broderick toured all around Europe with the Danish ensemble Efterklang, playing violin with them, and opening the shows as a solo act. His recorded work up to this time had been primarily instrumental, but as he began to play live shows, he discovered he also had a passion for singing. And so, when he had a break from touring at the end of the year, he set out to make an album that was the opposite of his other instrumental, piano and string based recordings. With Home he has made and album with neither of these instruments. The result is an album based around layers and layers of vocals, and guitars. Recorded in various places in various parts of the world, it is an album about finding a home. Written, performed, recorded, and produced by Peter himself, and mixed with his good friend and sound wizard from Efterklang, Mads Brauer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2884755477924560655?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2884755477924560655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2884755477924560655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2884755477924560655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2884755477924560655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/peter-broderick.html' title='Peter Broderick'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOchSb83dqI/AAAAAAAAAyc/E5MICbOBDoE/s72-c/HSH083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3790948128360820112</id><published>2008-09-30T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:46:20.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark McGuire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOMazvprlnI/AAAAAAAAAyU/mO_6LvqEYoc/s1600-h/mcguirebethewaywewere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOMazvprlnI/AAAAAAAAAyU/mO_6LvqEYoc/s320/mcguirebethewaywewere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252071066711070322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark mcguire - &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?dyog3ygsywz"&gt;"let us be the way we were"&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; from insane epic haunting ghost guitar to streams of pure crystalized infinity music. to be alone in the dark and guided by moonlight, searching until sunrise and forever. stunning music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3790948128360820112?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3790948128360820112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3790948128360820112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3790948128360820112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3790948128360820112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/mark-mcguire.html' title='Mark McGuire'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOMazvprlnI/AAAAAAAAAyU/mO_6LvqEYoc/s72-c/mcguirebethewaywewere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5113785379175245780</id><published>2008-09-28T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:25:22.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Litter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOA8hHyEjKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6dGM-TMQr80/s1600-h/litter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOA8hHyEjKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6dGM-TMQr80/s320/litter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251263705236409506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Litter's debut album was disappointing in the sense that there are only a couple of songs that were not covers. However, they were one of the few garage bands to invest enough energy and imagination into their interpretations to make a cover-heavy LP worth hearing. "Action Woman" is here, and they go about tackling, and sometimes dismantling, numbers like &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:difyxqr5ld0e"&gt;the Small Faces&lt;/a&gt;' "Whatcha Gonna Do About It" and &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:fifwxqr5ldfe"&gt;the Who&lt;/a&gt;'s "A Legal Matter" (both of which were barely known in the U.S. at this point, incidentally). "I'm a Man," though based on &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:aifixqr5ldfe"&gt;the Yardbirds&lt;/a&gt;' version, gets into some pretty incredible feedback/distortion swirls in the closing rave-up section. &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/myce5k"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Distortions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has been reissued a few times, but the 1999 CD on Arf! Arf! is the one to get, as it includes two outtakes ("Hey Joe" and the 25-second, hardly worth noting "Harpsichord Sonata #1") and seven songs, mostly previously unreleased, recorded live at Chicago's Electric Theatre in August 1968. This was the music that the band played while filming a scene in Haskell Wexler's film &lt;i&gt;Medium Cool&lt;/i&gt; (although none of the music was used in the movie), and it's in a heavier, bluesier hard-rock direction than their 1967 recordings, but still retains some of the punky spirit of the &lt;i&gt;Distortions&lt;/i&gt; era. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5113785379175245780?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5113785379175245780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5113785379175245780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5113785379175245780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5113785379175245780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/litter.html' title='The Litter'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SOA8hHyEjKI/AAAAAAAAAyM/6dGM-TMQr80/s72-c/litter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3359894512974346129</id><published>2008-09-20T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:09:17.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roland Appel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SNVz0-o41xI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lKKYOLNR8us/s1600-h/sk188cd_cover_nosticker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SNVz0-o41xI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lKKYOLNR8us/s320/sk188cd_cover_nosticker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248228294775068434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ROLAND APPEL gained recognition from his peers and from a growing audience of soulful deep-house of lovers thanks to the 3 EPs Dark Soldier / Changes (SK158), Unforgiven (SK168), Innersoul/New Love (SK178) that recently came out on Sonar Kollektiv. He is nevertheless no newcomer in the world of music production. He started spinning records and producing music in the early nineties. As a member of FAUNA FLASH with his long-time partner and friend CHRISTIAN PROMMER, he pushed his fame with 3 full-length albums, many 12“s, remixes and appareances on very famous labels such as Compost Records, G-Stone Recordings and !K7. Both of them also teamed up with PETER KRUDER and produced as VOOM:VOOM sublime pieces of electronica on the labels Compost and K7!. ROLAND’s career peeked up with the band he formed with RAINER TRÜBY and CHRISTIAN PROMMER – TRÜBY TRIO –, whose album Elevator music has been a great success that crossed over the german broken beats and dance music scene. With those music projects he made a name for himself, toured all around the world and played in the best clubs such as Fabric in London, Cielo in New York or Yellow in Tokyo. He also had the opportunity to be on stage at the biggest music festivals such as Roskilde festival, Sonne Mond und Sterne, Sunflower, Big Chill Festival, 10 days off and Montreux Jazz Festival. ROLAND gained a lot from all those team-projects but he also felt the need to work on his own.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?1jozaysxwmj"&gt;Talk To Your Angel&lt;/a&gt; (SK188CD/Elektrish) is ROLAND APPEL’s most intimate moment to date. As he says : „It’s all very pure, from my heart and that feels sometimes strange, especially when you are used to work in teams.“ The title Talk To Your Angel also has a very personal meaning for him : „For me it’s a picture of self-reflection. When you are working alone, you sometimes wish to talk to someone, but on the other hand you don’t want to talk to a person, because you really enjoy to be alone. At this moment when you come clear with yourself, you can talk to your angel.“ The concept behind his debut album is to find a new way to combine the rules of the dance floor and the feeling of a song. ROLAND delved deep into very diverse influences from Detroit Techno, to Folk over to Soul, Disco and House and tried to bring song structures to his music. For him there are no DJ tools and floor fillers on the album. All the tracks are proper songs carrying a strong personal meaning but with a very subtle house groove that will make your heart and your body move. ROLAND produced them all in the studio of JAN KRAUSE. JAN is a member of BEANFIELD of Compost Records fame and has a long experience in sound-engineering and an impeccable musical ear. He worked for 20 years in the studio with JUERGEN KOPPERS, the legendary engineer of GIORGIO MORODER and DONNA SUMMER. Working in a place that holds so much disco-history was very inspiring for ROLAND and it helped him to focus on his aim of making timeless musical compositions. Moreover ROLAND worked on remixes for ROBYTEK (Rebirth Records), FREDO VIOLA (Because), SIAN (Simple), YELLOW SOX (Freerange), AUDISION (Mule Musiq) and 2 BANKS OF FOUR (Sonar Kollektiv) while progressing on his own solo project. It was also very inspiring for him to try and give another dancefloor perspective to the work of other artists and it really helped him to find the missing link between the vibe that people feel on the dancefloor and their inner feelings when they listen to intimate compositions of singer-songwriters. &lt;/p&gt; The result is a beautiful and all-rounder album of 9 tracks unifying perfectly the feelings of a song with the energy of the dance floor. With its soothing atmospheres, dreamy layers of pads, strings and voices and its irresistible house grooves, Talk To Your Angel (SK188CD/elektrish) will satisfy the most demanding deep-house lovers. Moreover ROLAND’s debut solo album will equally please all the listeners interested in soulful music that tells you a story and that carries strong emotions through the lyrics of singer ARABA WALTON and the beautiful arrangements that he created. Talk To Your Angel (SK188CD/elektrish) includes his masterpiece Dark Soldier and his other great numbers such as Changes, Unforgiven, Inner Soul and New Love that has been charted and chosen by DENNIS FERRER for his Mixmag mix CD in UK. ROLAND new tracks like Secret, Angel and Lost Valley also cross that invisible barrier between a house track and real song through elegant strings orchestrations, intense harmonies and tight drum parts in a very nice Chicago-Detroit style.&lt;br /&gt;With Talk To Your Angel (SK188CD/elektrish) you can be certain that ROLAND APPEL has been blessed by the Gods of music. Just listen to it and like JAZZANOVA and the Sonar Kollektiv crew, you will instantly fall for it and you will give ROLAND your benediction without a doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3359894512974346129?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3359894512974346129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3359894512974346129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3359894512974346129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3359894512974346129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/roland-appel.html' title='Roland Appel'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SNVz0-o41xI/AAAAAAAAAyE/lKKYOLNR8us/s72-c/sk188cd_cover_nosticker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4211463970692446285</id><published>2008-09-15T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:26:14.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SM6ZHL_M1SI/AAAAAAAAAx8/JtYX08pLNLA/s1600-h/alpscoverlores_size_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246298964689212706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SM6ZHL_M1SI/AAAAAAAAAx8/JtYX08pLNLA/s320/alpscoverlores_size_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although ‚&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?wyo5tj0nx2z"&gt;III&lt;/a&gt;’ might be the third album from San Francisco trio The Alps it marks their first studio-based record and a fresh direction for the psychedelic supergroup. Made up of Tarentel mainman Jefre Cantu-Ledesma, ex-Tussle member Alexis Georgopoulos (better known as ARP) and Troll member Scott Hewicker there is a deft amount of skill on display as the three rip through eight tracks of sizzling spiritual bliss. Comparisons here are easy to bring up – Popol Vuh, Ennio Morricone and Serge Gainsbourg spring to mind for starters as the band toss and tangle through thick drum breaks and reverberating sun-drenched guitar lines.&lt;br /&gt;‚III’ feels like a lost soundtrack to some crumbling Italian surrealist classic with its pounding basslines and swirling synthesizers. This is visual music, inspired by the likes of Werner Herzog, Alejandro Jordorowsky and Michaelangelo Antonioni, but what results is far more than a pastiche. Rather the trio have concocted a record which while being aware of its sprawling influences is far more than the sum of its parts. The finest excesses of progressive rock and the leanest intricacies of the psychedelic folk scene have been splashed together with a distinct dusty funk overlook to produce something which is totally out of time. Free from some half baked scene or other this is the result of three musicians doing exactly what they want.&lt;br /&gt;‚III’ has taken a plethora of sounds and crumbled them into something altogether beguiling. From the distant supernaturalism of ‚Trem Fantasma’ to the Terry Riley influenced bliss of ‚Pink Light’ The Alps show us that there’s more to pyschedelia than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4211463970692446285?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4211463970692446285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4211463970692446285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4211463970692446285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4211463970692446285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/alps.html' title='The Alps'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SM6ZHL_M1SI/AAAAAAAAAx8/JtYX08pLNLA/s72-c/alpscoverlores_size_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1491844846731763018</id><published>2008-09-04T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:40:06.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Hauschildt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SMAdRfLPoFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/63UxgRCjTAQ/s1600-h/R-1412039-1217479190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242222152522899538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SMAdRfLPoFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/63UxgRCjTAQ/s320/R-1412039-1217479190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve hauschildt - "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?ilfrzudwv2l"&gt;rapt for liquid minister&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still-moving loops repeat and build themselves in deep washes of aural hallucination. steve is known for his work in ohio synth-drone unit emeralds. like the other output from the emeralds crew, it is hard to believe that today’s best synth music is being made by twenty year old dudes from the cleveland suburbs, but they seriously just have it figured out. steve’s smooth and densely layered drones, heavy in kraut influence, are as huge as any of his contemporaries and as rich as his predecessors. vocal incantations reminiscent of “way their crept” era grouper place steve’s compositions on another level. deeply thoughtful and knowledgeable zones floating in and out of reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1491844846731763018?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1491844846731763018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1491844846731763018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1491844846731763018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1491844846731763018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/steve-hauschildt.html' title='Steve Hauschildt'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SMAdRfLPoFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/63UxgRCjTAQ/s72-c/R-1412039-1217479190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2370592169365234601</id><published>2008-09-04T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:13:25.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SMAWcKz56uI/AAAAAAAAAxM/BoDLRWg5BJA/s1600-h/guru-jazzmatazz1(Front).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242214639453465314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SMAWcKz56uI/AAAAAAAAAxM/BoDLRWg5BJA/s320/guru-jazzmatazz1(Front).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though it can reasonably be argued that rap grew almost directly out of funk and its particular beat, there are a lot of overlaps with jazz, particularly the bop and post-bop eras: the uninhibited expression, the depiction of urban life, just to name two. Jazz samples have also had a large role in hip-hop, but the idea of rapping over actual live jazz wasn't truly fully realized until &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:difrxq95ld6e"&gt;Gang Starr&lt;/a&gt; MC Guru created and released the first in his &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?ggy0mio1kxm"&gt;Jazzmatazz&lt;/a&gt; series in 1993, with guest musicians who included saxophonist &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:0ifexqlgldse"&gt;Branford Marsalis&lt;/a&gt; (who had previously collaborated with &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:jvfexqu5ldje"&gt;DJ Premier&lt;/a&gt; and Guru for the track "Jazz Thing" on the &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=10:j9fqxqtgldae"&gt;Mo' Better Blues&lt;/a&gt; soundtrack), trumpeter &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:gvfexq95ldfe"&gt;Donald Byrd&lt;/a&gt;, vibraphonist &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:jifexqt5ld6e"&gt;Roy Ayers&lt;/a&gt;, guitarist &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:h9fqxq95ldte"&gt;Ronny Jordan&lt;/a&gt;, and keyboardist &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:0ifyxqy5ldae"&gt;Lonnie Liston Smith&lt;/a&gt;, as well as vocalist &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:wvfyxqu5ldfe"&gt;N'Dea Davenport&lt;/a&gt; (also of the acid jazz group &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:k9frxqq5ld0e"&gt;the Brand New Heavies&lt;/a&gt;) and French rapper &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:3xfuxqe5ldde"&gt;MC Solaar&lt;/a&gt;. While Guru's rhymes can occasionally be a little weak ("Think they won't harm you? Well they might/And that ain't right, but every day is like a fight" are the lines he chooses to describe kids on the subway in Brooklyn in "Transit Ride"), he delves into a variety of subject matter, from the problems of inner-city life to his own verbal prowess to self-improvement without ever sounding too repetitive, and his well-practiced flow fits well with the overall smooth, sultry, and intelligent feel of the album. From &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:h9fqxq95ldte"&gt;Jordan&lt;/a&gt;'s solo on "No Time to Play" to &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:jifexqt5ld6e"&gt;Ayers&lt;/a&gt;' vibes expertise on "Take a Look (At Yourself)" to &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:3xfuxqe5ldde"&gt;MC Solaar&lt;/a&gt;'s quick and syllabic rhymes on "Le Bien, le Mal," Jazzmatazz, Vol. 1 (and what turned out to be the best of the series) is a rap album for jazz fans and a jazz album for rap fans, skillful and smart, clean when it needs to be and gritty when that's more effective, helping to legitimize hip-hop to those who doubted it, and making for an altogether important release. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2370592169365234601?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2370592169365234601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2370592169365234601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2370592169365234601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2370592169365234601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/guru.html' title='Guru'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SMAWcKz56uI/AAAAAAAAAxM/BoDLRWg5BJA/s72-c/guru-jazzmatazz1(Front).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1658406987105245832</id><published>2008-08-20T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:38:35.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie Zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SKyqpEwuyJI/AAAAAAAAAxE/a5-g2Wkqxb4/s1600-h/zombiezombie_album_cover72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236748089354537106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SKyqpEwuyJI/AAAAAAAAAxE/a5-g2Wkqxb4/s320/zombiezombie_album_cover72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?hdlfdqm9ewe"&gt;A Land For Renegades&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the debut full-length release from Paris' Zombie Zombie. This project is lead by two people, Etienne Jaumet and Cosmicneman (from Herman Dune) using sound and rhythm to explore the feeling of fear growing deep inside of you. Listening to their music, you will go through different emotional stages, especially when they play with the analog effects of instruments like the Theremin, keyboards, or space echo tape-delay pedal. Also, the provocative drumming and the screams will make your heart beat faster, like in a horror movie -- when your car won't start, and someone's trying to kill you. These are the types of feelings this duo try to reproduce in their music, also inspired by horror movie soundtracks from George Romero, John Carpenter, and music from bands like Goblin, Suicide, Raymond Scott, Silver Apples or Can. After their first 12" release on the Parisian record label Boombomtchak Records, this album was recorded and mixed by Antoine Gaillet in their research lab, in the Paris heat of August 2006. They also invited extra musicians such as guitar players from the bands Turzi, Herman Dune and Friction. Since then, they've been playing in small clubs in Europe, and also music festivals with big names like Jean Jacques Perrey, The Chap, ESG, James Chance and Sonic Boom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1658406987105245832?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1658406987105245832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1658406987105245832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1658406987105245832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1658406987105245832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/zombie-zombie.html' title='Zombie Zombie'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SKyqpEwuyJI/AAAAAAAAAxE/a5-g2Wkqxb4/s72-c/zombiezombie_album_cover72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1229313424527668980</id><published>2008-08-09T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:40:02.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dadamah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SJ1LfIle_3I/AAAAAAAAAw0/KO2uXvwdH5I/s1600-h/KRK02L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SJ1LfIle_3I/AAAAAAAAAw0/KO2uXvwdH5I/s320/KRK02L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232421340327116658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?4ymv2yy9vam"&gt;This Is Not a Dream&lt;/a&gt; is a collection of every song ever released by the Dunedin, New Zealand quartet Dadamah.  kranky compiled tracks from two seven inch singles, a compilation single and one LP, placed them on compact disc and released the finished product as our second ever release in 1994.  Like every group in New Zealand, the members of Dadamah had links to a number of other bands; drummer Peter Stapleton played in The Terminals, Vacuum and The Victor Dimisich Band guitarist &lt;a href="http://www.kranky.net/artists/montgomeryr.html"&gt;Roy Montgomery&lt;/a&gt; played in The Pin Group (whose single was the first ever release on the Flying Nun label).    Singer Kim Pieters and organ/synth player Janine Stagg were, apparently, the only two people in New Zealand who had never been in a band.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Dadamah only played out three times, devoting the majority of their efforts to recording on four track.   At the time the group was active, the underground experimentation of the Xpressway label garnered a number of fans outside the two islands and a Dadamah track ended up on a compilation seven inch Drag City released in 1991 called I Hear The Devil Calling Me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1229313424527668980?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1229313424527668980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1229313424527668980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1229313424527668980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1229313424527668980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/dadamah.html' title='Dadamah'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SJ1LfIle_3I/AAAAAAAAAw0/KO2uXvwdH5I/s72-c/KRK02L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-6686945978925192909</id><published>2008-08-04T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:09:44.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SJdfUQ05g7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/xJwsBljiWeU/s1600-h/snowman_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230754293932983218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SJdfUQ05g7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/xJwsBljiWeU/s320/snowman_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One listen to &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?xandjeombmz"&gt;The Horse, The Rat And The Swan &lt;/a&gt;makes itmore than evident that this is a far from ordinary album.There is a ferocious urgency here, a dark energy at play,almost to the point of obsession or mania. This is a workevidently expunged from the band's collective psyche...extracted whole, writhing and coated in a primordial slime.It's the sound of the band desperately capturing their ideasas if they fear they may escape them, as if they fear theywill never have this opportunity to seize and encapsulatethis moment again.&lt;br /&gt;This is a record that expects you to engage, make an effortand stop being a passive recipient. Yes it's a busy world andfinding time to pay attention, unravel, unfold, reveal andcomprehend is difficult for all of us, but not everythingshould be pre-processed and pre-masticated for ourconvenience, should it?&lt;br /&gt;Snowman have travelled some distance since their self-titleddebut album two years back. Along the way there have beensweat stained, sold out gigs, $500 videos, inferences onPitchfork that they are Australia's greatest band, WAMIAwards and kind words but all of this is now flotsam,floating in the wake of The Horse, The Rat And The Swan.&lt;br /&gt;This is a ground zero moment. There is a flow here, a longhidden path to be uncovered, running through the album'sdense, overgrown vegetation.&lt;br /&gt;We Are The Plague sounds like a final message picked upon the scanners of a post-apocalyptic, galactic battleship...Daniel Was A Timebomb careens on a fucked up rockabillyriff that reminds us that this is now an ancient music of adesperate, disenfranchised underclass... A Rebirth andShe Is Turning In To You are exactly what they say,transfigurations, the sound of a band mutating, breakingout of its chrysalis and taking on a new form... The Horse(Parts 1 and 2) is pure ritual; possessed and frenzied,(say hello to Mr Conrad again, deep in the heart of hisdarkness and wondering if the apocalypse is now or laterin the week)... Diamond Wounds sees Snowman finallyemerge, dwarfed by their own imposing (and dare we sayprogressive) sonic architecture, into a cavernous underworldof their own creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-6686945978925192909?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6686945978925192909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=6686945978925192909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6686945978925192909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6686945978925192909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/snowman.html' title='Snowman'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SJdfUQ05g7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/xJwsBljiWeU/s72-c/snowman_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3373864558188755293</id><published>2008-07-22T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T15:42:03.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SIZhoxocZxI/AAAAAAAAAwU/kg5jw_sSNno/s1600-h/MOM_littlebritecover_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225971770755671826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SIZhoxocZxI/AAAAAAAAAwU/kg5jw_sSNno/s320/MOM_littlebritecover_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet mom, a duo from Texas, consisting of a guy playing an acoustic guitar and a cello and a guy that enjoys playing the violin. Both of these gentlemen also make use of some small-time gadgets and electronica. Their ep &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?wew2gjxzylv"&gt;Little Brite &lt;/a&gt;is a pleasant surprise coming out of the DFW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3373864558188755293?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3373864558188755293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3373864558188755293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3373864558188755293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3373864558188755293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/07/mom.html' title='Mom'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SIZhoxocZxI/AAAAAAAAAwU/kg5jw_sSNno/s72-c/MOM_littlebritecover_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5493907466060244484</id><published>2008-07-18T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:51:29.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Diamonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SIEByFTUtFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MLIxen8thjk/s1600-h/fab%2520d%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224459002654798930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SIEByFTUtFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MLIxen8thjk/s320/fab%2520d%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adorably known to friends and family in Australia as Jarrod and Nisa, The Fabulous Diamonds' beguiling truck is a mesmerizing mix of synth, dub, and percussion, woven around honey-ache vocal stylings recalling (in spirit) past Aussie noisemakers Scattered Order or Makers Of The Dead Travel Fast, as well as those of Augustus Pablo, Young Marble Giants, and Suicide. . Their one previous release was a 7-inch co-released by Nervous Jerk and Misteltone, and it garnered praise from the Blogosphere and a smattering of airplay on discerning freeform radio stations around the US. This&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?qj1i2lpiyw9"&gt; LP &lt;/a&gt;on Siltbreeze has been in the works for the better part of a year; its release coincides their first American tour (along with Siltbreeze labelmates, Psychedelic Horseshit). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5493907466060244484?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5493907466060244484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5493907466060244484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5493907466060244484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5493907466060244484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/07/fabulous-diamonds.html' title='Fabulous Diamonds'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SIEByFTUtFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MLIxen8thjk/s72-c/fab%2520d%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3617340773192309174</id><published>2008-07-18T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:12:55.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yura Yura Teikoku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SID5Fc5OlYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZnU6VlN23e0/s1600-h/789636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224449439800661378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SID5Fc5OlYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZnU6VlN23e0/s320/789636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A uniquely Japanese hybrid of Jimi Hendrix, Les Rallizes DesNudes, the Velvet Underground, 60's Japanese pop and the 13th Floor Elevators.&lt;br /&gt;Yura Yura Teikoku started as a four piece in 1989. They were fixtures in Tokyo's underground psychedelic scene - they played at the legendary hole-in-the-wall UFO CLUB in Koenji and appeared on premier Japanese psych label &lt;a href="http://www.psfrecords.com/" target="_blank"&gt;PSF's&lt;/a&gt; "Tokyo Flashback" compilations. They released a demo cassette and two CDs on their own Jigoku (Hell) label and eventually signed to Captain Trip records, for which they recorded a proper album and a live CD. Their early material was proggy, heavy-psych with lots of dueling guitar solos and bombastic drumwork. Friends who attended shows of this era recall being frightened by singer Sakamoto Shintaro, who at the time shaved off his eyebrows and wore his waist-long hair parted down the middle, traditional Japanese ghost-style. Their fan's devotion was a sign of things to come -- many audience members mimicked Sakamoto and shaved off their own eyebrows. Yura Yura Teikoku were good - Kamekawa Chiyo's hypnotic basslines and Sakamoto's piercing voice distinguished the band from their peers - but material from the early years pales in comparison to their later masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;In 1992 their second guitar player left and the band went through a succession of drummers. In 1997 current drummer Shibata Ichiro joined the group and the ecstatic psych-pop sound for which Yura Yura Teikoku would become famous was born. In 1998 Tokyo's MIDI Records released the three-piece's first major album, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?g4dynjedyxl"&gt;333&lt;/a&gt;. Every music magazine in the country lavished the record with praise and their fan base exploded overnight. Yura Yura Teikoku songs popped up in karaoke booths and their shows were swamped with worshipping fans. Since 1999, getting tickets to one of their performances has been near impossible - shows sell out in a matter of minutes. What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Yura Yura Teikoku are the first and only Japanese underground psychedelic rock group to have achieved "overground" success. Yura Yura Teikoku look and sound like no other band in Japan, and their widespread popularity strikes most followers of underground psychedelic music as just plain...weird. For me, what's really weird is that they've followed their masterpiece 333 with four albums of equal brilliance, inspiration and growth. They've become more experimental with each album yet continue to attract more fans.&lt;br /&gt;Well if they're so good, you might be wondering, why haven't I heard about them? I've got a million Fushitsusha records, I've got my Boredoms and my Cornelius records, I even scored some Tomokawa Kazuki CDs off the Forced Exposure website, but why haven't I ever seen a Yura Yura Teikoku record in America? My response -- I HAVE NO IDEA! Yura Yura Teikoku has been criminally overlooked outside Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3617340773192309174?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3617340773192309174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3617340773192309174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3617340773192309174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3617340773192309174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/07/yura-yura-teikoku.html' title='Yura Yura Teikoku'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SID5Fc5OlYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ZnU6VlN23e0/s72-c/789636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1134587692611925768</id><published>2008-07-06T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:00:46.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and Found Video Night #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SHESf9a17lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/bU-JOdLHbU8/s1600-h/vol4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SHESf9a17lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/bU-JOdLHbU8/s320/vol4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219973783371509330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon these Lost &amp;amp; Found Videos and I feel i should share some of them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rcpt.yousendit.com/582035312/f0ddf4c4b95a225e571cdba6e292c081"&gt;Volume #4&lt;/a&gt; is the All Music Edition and its got some hits and misses. My favorite part is the David Lee Roth scene. HaHa!  I just imagine being at some of these incredible shows that are featured on this compilation of lost gems.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                       1. Bikini clad beach Go Go girls&lt;br /&gt;                                      2. Jordache commercial&lt;br /&gt;                                      3. Bridget Bardot sings &lt;em&gt;Contact&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      4. the band &lt;em&gt;Kiss&lt;/em&gt; in a Japanese                                        TV commercial&lt;br /&gt;                                      5. Barbeque Killers perform&lt;br /&gt;                                      5. Dusty Springfield Live from the TV show                                        &lt;em&gt;Dusty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      6. Hot Butters' &lt;em&gt;Popcorn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      7. The Tams perform &lt;em&gt;What Kind of Fool                                        Do You Think I am?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      8. The Butthole Surfers perform on the &lt;em&gt;Scott                                        and Gary Show&lt;/em&gt;, 1984&lt;br /&gt;                                      9. Tom Jones performs &lt;em&gt;Show Me&lt;/em&gt;,                                        1968&lt;br /&gt;                                      10. The Cramps perform at a Mental Institution&lt;br /&gt;                                      11. Marianne Faithful sings&lt;br /&gt;                                      12. The Yeti song&lt;br /&gt;                                      13. &lt;em&gt;Night Flight&lt;/em&gt; featuring &lt;em&gt;The                                        Residents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      14. A drunken David Lee Roth insults &lt;em&gt;The                                        Clash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      15. The Cash Crew: early 80's rap video&lt;br /&gt;                                      16. Bill Hicks and the Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;                                      17. Throbbing Gristle, Live!&lt;br /&gt;                                      18. Scott Walker performs "Matilda"&lt;br /&gt;                                      19. Joy Division on British television&lt;br /&gt;                                      20. Hall and Oats perform "You've Lost                                        That Loving Feeling"&lt;br /&gt;                                      21. &lt;em&gt;Zacherley&lt;/em&gt; costume dance party&lt;br /&gt;                                      22. The Small Faces&lt;br /&gt;                                      23. The Dramatics perform on &lt;em&gt;Darktown                                        Strutters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      24. Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;                                      25. The Kids of Whitney High&lt;br /&gt;                                      26. Jane Berkin and Serge Gainsbourg perform                                        &lt;em&gt;Melody Nelson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      27. Popol Vuh, Krautrock&lt;br /&gt;                                      28. &lt;em&gt;The Monks&lt;/em&gt; perform on German                                        TV&lt;br /&gt;                                      29. Alice Cooper&lt;br /&gt;                                      30. Anna Karina from &lt;em&gt;Anna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      31. Tony Clifton performs with Dinah Shore&lt;br /&gt;                                      32. B-52's on Saturday Night Live&lt;br /&gt;                                      33. Liberache and Debbie Reynolds perform                                        a song from &lt;em&gt;Annie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      34. Ornette Coleman on &lt;em&gt;Saturday Night                                        Live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      35. Pink Floyd with Syd Barett, Live!&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Running Time: 1 hr. 30 min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1134587692611925768?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1134587692611925768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1134587692611925768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1134587692611925768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1134587692611925768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost-and-found-video-night-4.html' title='Lost and Found Video Night #4'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SHESf9a17lI/AAAAAAAAAvk/bU-JOdLHbU8/s72-c/vol4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4525643471597417295</id><published>2008-07-02T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:35:44.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGwOQz_CC7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjJHtOaz3bc/s1600-h/6214_Dusk_At_Sea_Jigsaw_Puzzle_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218561750210841522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGwOQz_CC7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjJHtOaz3bc/s320/6214_Dusk_At_Sea_Jigsaw_Puzzle_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made a mix again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/d81cjb"&gt;Silence is Better&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;· Voice of the Seven Woods – Solitary Breathing&lt;br /&gt;· Mythical Beast – Maria Sabina&lt;br /&gt;· Avey Tare – I’m your eagle kisser&lt;br /&gt;· Svarte Greiner – Kobbergruve Endelig Jeg Fant&lt;br /&gt;· Diamond Vampires – Forever&lt;br /&gt;· Padded Cell – Are you anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;· Ricardo Tobar – El Sunset&lt;br /&gt;· Prince Paul – I Want You (I’m an 80’s Man)&lt;br /&gt;· Harvey Milk – After all I’ve done for you, this is how you repay me&lt;br /&gt;· Crystal Antlers – Parting Song for the Torn Sky&lt;br /&gt;· The Child Ballads – Cheekbone Hollows&lt;br /&gt;· White Denim –&lt;br /&gt;· Girls - Hellhole Ratrace&lt;br /&gt;· Eden Express – Ocean Samba (Tristeza)&lt;br /&gt;· Tindersticks – The other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;· Bersarin Quartett – St. Petersburg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4525643471597417295?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4525643471597417295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4525643471597417295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4525643471597417295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4525643471597417295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/07/silence-is-better.html' title='Silence is Better'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGwOQz_CC7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjJHtOaz3bc/s72-c/6214_Dusk_At_Sea_Jigsaw_Puzzle_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-1026096556513123814</id><published>2008-06-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:30:02.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Padded Cell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGkJi28einI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Oga_lms7thY/s1600-h/DCR72_12cm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217712137754806898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGkJi28einI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Oga_lms7thY/s320/DCR72_12cm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard Sen And Neil Higgins's Padded Cell has been the focus of growing speculation of late. After achieving individual notoriety as a Bronx Dog (Heavenly) and a Dirty Beatnik (Wall of Sound) respectively, their triptych of 12" releases for DC Recordings - 2005's "Signal Failure" (DCR64), 2006's "Are You Anywhere?" (DCR67), and 2007's "Moon Menace" (DCR76) - has left nocturnal creatures everywhere drooling with desire for a full length glimpse into the shadowy depths of the Padded Cell. Finally it is here! Drawing inspiration from bands as diverse as Goblin, The Velvet Underground, Arthur Russell, Material, Bush Tetras, and Carl Craig, this duo's analogue fetishism is tinged with creeping psychosis but makes for a sound that is as soulful and emotional as it is dark and narcotic. The making of "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?zzbcj0qvbsm"&gt;Night Must Fall&lt;/a&gt;" has involved a list of collaborators that hints at this rich diversity: Dennis Young (Liquid Liquid) plays percussion and marimba, Chloe Battant from London punk funk band Battant (Kill The Dj) delivers vocals; guitars and synths come from sonic necromancer Giallos Flame (Analogue Screams / DC Recordings), and Italian producers The Diaphanoids (Bearfunk) deliver strings, synths and vocals. With careers as prolific club deejays and live performers that have spanned almost two decades (not to mention remixing the likes of The Glimmer Twins, Mekon, Sly Mongoose and Big Two Hundred), it follows that these mind-bending elements have been forced through dance floor focused channels, creating the nefarious 'devils-disco' brew for which this pair have become notorious. From the 80's New York style electro funk of forthcoming single "Savage Skulls" to the John Carpenter-esque soundtrack of "City Of Lies" and the new-wave pop-noir of "Word Of Mouth", this is a journey into dance music's darkest depths that will possess listeners of all persuasions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-1026096556513123814?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1026096556513123814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=1026096556513123814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1026096556513123814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/1026096556513123814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/padded-cell.html' title='Padded Cell'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGkJi28einI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Oga_lms7thY/s72-c/DCR72_12cm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3581982041625742583</id><published>2008-06-26T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:43:11.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGQbc0R_1KI/AAAAAAAAAvE/YiriyM0Oi88/s1600-h/1665.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216324450286294178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGQbc0R_1KI/AAAAAAAAAvE/YiriyM0Oi88/s320/1665.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe that an album Wayne Henderson produced could be a total flop commercially. But then again, worthwhile albums fall through the cracks all the time. That's exactly what happened with this self-titled debut album by &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?dwowgjfmbym"&gt;Father's Children&lt;/a&gt;, a little known L.A. band that Henderson produced in 1979. The music on this out of print LP is essentially soul and funk, but with jazz overtones -- and, occasionally, Father's Children incorporates elements of reggae and Afro-Caribbean music. Think of the jazzier funk of the 1970s, and you will know where the eight-man band is coming from on tracks like "You Can Get It," "Dance Do It," and "Shine On." Pleasure, the Blackbyrds, and Karma are valid comparisons, and one can also hear similarities between Father's Children and some of the more jazz-influenced offerings of the Ohio Players and the pre-J.T. Taylor Kool &amp;amp; the Gang. Father's Children also hints at Side Effect on some of the songs, which isn't surprising because Side Effect leader Augie Johnson serves as a co-producer and background vocalist. Some of the material is excellent, and some of it is merely decent -- this LP isn't perfect, although Father's Children deserves credit for taking chances. One hears a lot of potential on this record, but, regrettably, the band's first album also turned out to be its last. ~ Alex Henderson, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3581982041625742583?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3581982041625742583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3581982041625742583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3581982041625742583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3581982041625742583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-children.html' title='Father&apos;s Children'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGQbc0R_1KI/AAAAAAAAAvE/YiriyM0Oi88/s72-c/1665.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-6677524265863286771</id><published>2008-06-24T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:34:10.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berarin Quartett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGExPByZMoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Thd6nnNE1Z4/s1600-h/l_9d082f12f4c72733f190b76b4a56eb87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215503977719345794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGExPByZMoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Thd6nnNE1Z4/s320/l_9d082f12f4c72733f190b76b4a56eb87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With some albums, you realize within a few seconds that here you have come across something really special. It is music that touches you straight away. Music that is important, that has a story to tell – and that manages to do so without even a single line of lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;The debut album by the &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?9gybwyjcxrn"&gt;Bersarin Quartett &lt;/a&gt;is one of these albums.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful orchestral pieces full of longing and melancholy. It is that certain kind of melancholy that seizes you when you are moved while following the final credits of an emotionally touching movie, remembering special moments that have faded in the course of many years and linger hazily in your memory, when you are somewhat wistfully contemplating old, worn photographs from days passed by…not a feeling of failure or hopelessness, but a bittersweet reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Time and evanescence. This is the matching soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;Orchestral cinemascope sounds provide the emotionally moving fundament, wrap the tracks up in a warm coating. Graceful strings pile up, creating big moments and repeatedly ending in melodies that are simply heart-rending, cinematic and tragic. But the Bersarin Quartett does not merely rely on these ingredients. The songs are also repeatedly interspersed with suspenseful and surprising elements, be it frail electronica, hypnotic soundscapes, drums or reverbed guitars. Rarely has a melange sounded as convincing and natural as this, and rarely has it sounded so well produced.&lt;br /&gt;Thomas himself calls his music “imaginary fictional filmscores“. And it is hardly possible to come up with a more apt term. 10 tracks for 10 movies that have yet to be shot. Music that radiates such an enormous and authentic passion in every single minute, that one can’t help but completely abandon oneself to it. And honestly: Can there be anything more wonderful that can be achieved through music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-6677524265863286771?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6677524265863286771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=6677524265863286771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6677524265863286771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6677524265863286771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/berarin-quartett.html' title='Berarin Quartett'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SGExPByZMoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Thd6nnNE1Z4/s72-c/l_9d082f12f4c72733f190b76b4a56eb87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-5199483980283777424</id><published>2008-06-15T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:46:02.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Landslide!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SFXTPrZRQRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/MJRzKwnD5jQ/s1600-h/LandslideAstroidFinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SFXTPrZRQRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/MJRzKwnD5jQ/s320/LandslideAstroidFinal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212304410051428626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landslide! is something I am involved with and if your in Los Angeles next weekend you should  attend. There will be lots of good music,food,art,films,and a view of L.A. that will blow you away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-5199483980283777424?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://violenceandsilence.blogspot.com/' title='Landslide!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5199483980283777424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=5199483980283777424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5199483980283777424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/5199483980283777424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/landslide.html' title='Landslide!'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SFXTPrZRQRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/MJRzKwnD5jQ/s72-c/LandslideAstroidFinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3098838479680991860</id><published>2008-06-13T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:20:49.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Denim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SFK_UP3E-xI/AAAAAAAAAuk/p7ks6vK1XDo/s1600-h/f96785ee938243ff1912c1c4886ede11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211438073396919058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SFK_UP3E-xI/AAAAAAAAAuk/p7ks6vK1XDo/s320/f96785ee938243ff1912c1c4886ede11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exposion is the title of &lt;a title="White Denim (band)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Denim_%28band%29"&gt;White Denim&lt;/a&gt;'s first full length &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="USA" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USA"&gt;U.S.&lt;/a&gt; studio album.The debut record was first sold at live shows during their spring 2008 tour with &lt;a title="Tapes 'n Tapes" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tapes_%27n_Tapes"&gt;Tapes 'n Tapes&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Long play" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_play"&gt;LP&lt;/a&gt; was distributed as an unlabeled &lt;a title="CD-R" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CD-R"&gt;CD-R&lt;/a&gt; in a paper wrapping, along with the title 11 Songs printed on the front. This "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mqh1djjxyt3"&gt;Tour LP&lt;/a&gt;" has finally been pressed onto &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="'7" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7%22"&gt;7"&lt;/a&gt; vinyls, and it is slated to be released before the summer of 2008 and before the release of their &lt;a title="Europe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Europe"&gt;European&lt;/a&gt; debut LP, &lt;a title="Workout Holiday LP" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Workout_Holiday_LP"&gt;Workout Holiday&lt;/a&gt;. Exposion features many songs from previous releases, but most have been re-worked and re-recorded. The new album will be self-released much like the Let's Talk About EP (on vinyl and digital format only), with the band reporting that "&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="CDs" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CDs"&gt;CDs&lt;/a&gt; seem pretty worthless to us".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3098838479680991860?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3098838479680991860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3098838479680991860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3098838479680991860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3098838479680991860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/white-denim.html' title='White Denim'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SFK_UP3E-xI/AAAAAAAAAuk/p7ks6vK1XDo/s72-c/f96785ee938243ff1912c1c4886ede11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2846446950353621650</id><published>2008-06-09T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:47:59.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Droids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SE282NsfZnI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mTEUEDiuVGw/s1600-h/Droids%2B-%2BStar%2BPeace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210027983512757874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SE282NsfZnI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mTEUEDiuVGw/s320/Droids%2B-%2BStar%2BPeace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;70s electro pop from &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?bcmrjs52gy4"&gt;The Droids &lt;/a&gt;-- a very cool combo who definitely live up to their name! Most of the tracks here are spare and electronic -- grooves definitely in the Kraftwerk side of the spectrum, but a bit more catchy and tuneful too -- although still never any sort of mainstream pop। Some cuts have very cool analogue electronic touches -- weird noises and sounds that bubble and bristle in between the more upbeat moments -- all making for a well-developed album with a surprising amount of depth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2846446950353621650?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2846446950353621650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2846446950353621650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2846446950353621650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2846446950353621650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/droids.html' title='Droids'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SE282NsfZnI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mTEUEDiuVGw/s72-c/Droids%2B-%2BStar%2BPeace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-6021043277795738303</id><published>2008-06-06T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:28:54.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2562</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEllj4AgT1I/AAAAAAAAAuM/kd9aRWR9yB8/s1600-h/2562_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208806111035019090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEllj4AgT1I/AAAAAAAAAuM/kd9aRWR9yB8/s320/2562_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over a succession of rhythm melting vinyl releases for Tectonic, SubSolo and Philpot, Dave Huismans has asserted himself as the leading practitioner of forward thinking dancefloor motions currently in operation. Under the' Dogdaze, A Made Up Sound and his revered 2562 moniker Huismans has shocked the now merged techno and dubstep fraternities with a brilliantly consistent stream of bare bones riddims encompassing brittle 2-step, lurching techno and bass driven dub with a fractured brokenbeat aesthetic that sounds quite unlike anything else being produced today. &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?nonzjrnrfzh"&gt;Aerial&lt;/a&gt; is Huismans' massively anticipated debut album and contains some of the most deadly material produced under his 2562 guise, formed into a coherent statement of ten tracks set to detonate headphoness and Soundsystems around the world this summer. This CD edition pulls together four tracks previously dispatched over the course of three individual 12"s released in the last year, plus six sparkling fresh productions primed to dub the world into submission. The set skanks into view with 'Redux' plumbing the depths of a breezing downtempo dub cut in the finest Rhythm &amp;amp; Sound styles, and clearing the airspace for the snaking syncopations of 'Morvern'. From here there's a run of tracks culled from recent releases, ready to educate unblessed ears with some bass stepping sanctification, but the real treats for those who've been paying close attention come in the form of the stunning 'Basin dub' composed from delicate blue chords and a double-timed rhythmic intuition that couldn't have come from anyone else, followed by the equally crushing 'Greyscale', realisng many a technoXdubstep nerd's wet dream with a sacred stylistic blend of Burial, Basic Channel and T++ that leaves us floored. Finally another new effort 'The times' signs off the album with some moody and expansive dub chords whipped into spectral plumes over a coma-slow riddim that brings us full circle and ready for repeat. This album follows in the massively revered tradition of dub experimentation and rhythm science laid down in the lineage stretching from Lee Perry through King Tubby, Scientist, Steve Gurley, Dillinja, Photek, Rhythm &amp;amp; Sound, Kode 9 and Burial, so all we can say is that if any of those names have remotely affected you in any way you really need to check this album out. Without doubt one of the albums of the year - absolutely mighty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-6021043277795738303?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6021043277795738303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=6021043277795738303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6021043277795738303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/6021043277795738303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/2562.html' title='2562'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEllj4AgT1I/AAAAAAAAAuM/kd9aRWR9yB8/s72-c/2562_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4843595363037785434</id><published>2008-06-04T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:40:00.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Eno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEbvUZDfWyI/AAAAAAAAAuE/XOMMN-RGg0Q/s1600-h/Brian-Eno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208113152702503714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEbvUZDfWyI/AAAAAAAAAuE/XOMMN-RGg0Q/s320/Brian-Eno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Thom Jurek&lt;br /&gt;Finally bored with ambient music, a genre he pioneered in the 1970s, pop polymath Brian Eno emerged with &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?f1omng1eg0e"&gt;Another Day on Earth&lt;/a&gt;, his first solo recording of "conventional" songs since &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=10:hifqxqt5ldfe"&gt;Another Green World&lt;/a&gt;. From the rhythm track of opening song "This," the sound is unmistakable. A quirky hook covered in layers of atmosphere and a bouncy loop, it's a smart little tune with additional guitars by &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:wnftxqtkld6e"&gt;Leo Abrahams&lt;/a&gt;. Lyrically, Eno's process is poetic, employing not only his own strategies, but a computer generating words as well. At three-and-a-half minutes, it's a fine pop song, albeit one that would never get played on the radio. "And Then So Clear" is more evocative of Eno's work with &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:3jfoxqt5ld0e"&gt;Daniel Lanois&lt;/a&gt;, utilizing a very simple loop adorned with sparse guitars while keyboards pulse softly as a completely treated human voice paints a landscape both exterior and interior. "A Long Way Down," is pure mood, a tense, taut mood offered by electric piano, spectral keyboards imitating strings, and the layered guitars of &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:0ifexqe5ldse"&gt;Steve Jones&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:wnftxqtkld6e"&gt;Abrahams&lt;/a&gt;. Eno multi-tracks his voice across the angular melody, and it slips and falls out more than it flows. And that's a basic problem with Another Day on Earth. Once again, despite trying to work with song forms and structures, they feel tossed off, half-baked. "Going Unconscious" isn't so much a song as an ambient soundscape with spoken word accompaniment by &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=1:INGEZALALIENE"&gt;Inge Zalaliene&lt;/a&gt;. "Bone Bomb" is the same. "Under" feels like a demo rhythm track with a lyric draped loosely over it. But there are some fine moments too, such as "Passing Over" with &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:0ifexqe5ldse"&gt;Jones&lt;/a&gt; guitar cruising over the tune like a spaceship and Eno's sung lines intersecting at (mostly) just the right moments. "How Many Worlds" is almost a child's ditty full of existential questions. Another Day on Earth is a re-entry for Eno, who has the tremendous pressure of always trying to do something new. Nothing here feels new, but so what? If lightweight, it is often pleasant and amusing, if not utterly engaging. Fans will want to seek it out to see what the brainy one has been up to, but those just coming around should go to the back catalog first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4843595363037785434?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4843595363037785434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4843595363037785434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4843595363037785434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4843595363037785434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/brian-eno.html' title='Brian Eno'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEbvUZDfWyI/AAAAAAAAAuE/XOMMN-RGg0Q/s72-c/Brian-Eno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-2780228468675258299</id><published>2008-06-03T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:51:32.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Stilts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEWgEnYs2AI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_2Hw24PViWY/s1600-h/11194632_155_155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207744545276352514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEWgEnYs2AI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_2Hw24PViWY/s320/11194632_155_155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the first-ever&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?fe3nwfus21c"&gt; Crystal Stilts &lt;/a&gt;show in December 2003, Hamish Kilgour of New Zealand band the &lt;a href="http://www.emusic.com/artist/The-Clean-MP3-Download/11590056.html"&gt;Clean&lt;/a&gt; approached them and said: "You guys were fantastic, the most interesting of the night — it reminded me of when I went to England in '83 and bought the first Jesus &amp;amp; Mary Chain single." Could there possibly be a better start to a career? As Stilts bassist Andy Adler announced, after sharing the anecdote when we met the band, "it's all downhill from there." Having endured a Job-like start to 2008 (all of their gear stolen — wait, make that impounded), just a few weeks ago the Stilts were confronting whether they should even continue being a band, a notion all the more absurd after you listen to these seven songs — the bulk of the Brooklyn foursome's recordings to date. Sure, Hamish probably overstated it a bit — who knows, though, we weren't there — but there is something in these dingy recordings of minimalist post-punk pop that supersedes pretty much everything else we have heard in a long, long time. The two best songs are "Crippled Croon" and "Converging in the Quiet," their sullen, confident melodies shining brightest, their fidelity sounding the most like something post-Edison in the history of recorded sound. "Crippled Croon" is mush-mouthed and loose, an upper-register guitar line recalling everything great about Echo and the Bunnymen, early Cure and that whole bag, with Brad Hargett's vocals slackadaisical to a ridiculous — and endearing — degree. "Converging" is the better-written song, the little post-chorus instrumental bit really nice and cinematic, the whole thing extremely well put-together in a way that — and we say this with love and affection — some of their other songs are not. "Converging" strikingly intersects Hargett's buried-alive vocals, JB Townsend's shrugging guitars and Adler's gesturing bass in some awesome heroin-spike harmony. Though it didn't start out as such, it's now by far my favorite Crystal Stilts moment. There are others, too, including the really rough demo for "Through the Floor" that we drunkenly convinced the band to include (thanks guys!). Somehow, the rougher-sounding the better with these kids, and in a way that goes beyond the whole warehouses &amp;amp; lofts &amp;amp; sirens &amp;amp; streets &amp;amp; broken windows &amp;amp; peeling walls Brooklyn fetish. Farther down 'neath the hipster mythos, reverb topography and the band's rough treatment are amazing songs by four smart and funny people who we couldn't be prouder to support. You're gonna love this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emusic review&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-2780228468675258299?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2780228468675258299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=2780228468675258299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2780228468675258299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/2780228468675258299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/crystal-stilts.html' title='Crystal Stilts'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SEWgEnYs2AI/AAAAAAAAAt8/_2Hw24PViWY/s72-c/11194632_155_155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7310180948443324598</id><published>2008-05-28T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:50:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DeepChord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SD4ni-E_OGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/oEeTA5sqz1o/s1600-h/deepchord_vantageisle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SD4ni-E_OGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/oEeTA5sqz1o/s320/deepchord_vantageisle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205641701019826274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hf0mdwO6z1E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly the most anticipated release from Rod Modell's Deepchord project, this incredible package also marks the debut emission from the Echospace imprint, a label curated and steered by Modell in conjunction with Soultek's Steve Hitchell (Hitchell and Modell are also writing together under the Echospace moniker, with their debut efforts included here with 4 tracks and soon due for an appearance on the Modern Love imprint for a series of twelves). Apart from the fact that this album has taken several months to painstakingly put together, and the fact that it is limited to a measly 1000 copies worldwide), "&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/1u1w1w"&gt;Vantage Isle&lt;/a&gt;" also boasts a rare remix effort from Convextion, three new Deepchord mixes and five versions from Echospace - there are 13 tracks here beautifully mastered in Detroit by the legendary Ron Murphy and handpackaged by the Echospace crew with all the bespoke attention to detail you might expect from a package of this nature. The music, well, its just vintage Deepchord : kicking off with the mighty DC version of the title track, a lilting Maurizio-style killer that seems to hover over its own percussion with a million shards of space-echo and reverb breaking out of the mix - pure, hazy brilliance. The debut Echospace "Glacial" mix is up next and more or less sums up what this collaborative pairing is all about - a towering wall of fuzz and washes of delay drench the mix in a cascading variation of the primary dub sound-palette, an analogue leviathan that just blew my mind listening to on headphones - mighty, mighty stuff. On to the Convextion mix : and you get just about what you expect - the spacial hemorrhage of the original squashed into a pulsing BASS killer, sparse yet menacing, the chords taking on their own signature sound - deconstructing and re-building itself into something you could only really describe as epic. The Basic Channel continuum once again casts its influence over its legions of drooling followers, with this release finding one of their most sought-after, well-realised transmissions to date. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/NWvaR2Jag_Y" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hf0mdwO6z1E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hf0mdwO6z1E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NWvaR2Jag_Y"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7310180948443324598?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7310180948443324598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7310180948443324598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7310180948443324598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7310180948443324598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/deepchord.html' title='DeepChord'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SD4ni-E_OGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/oEeTA5sqz1o/s72-c/deepchord_vantageisle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4626068267590713310</id><published>2008-05-25T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:55:42.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus Andronicus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SDkbXuE_OFI/AAAAAAAAAts/6-Ft94mhzcE/s1600-h/titus+andro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204220938723211346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SDkbXuE_OFI/AAAAAAAAAts/6-Ft94mhzcE/s320/titus+andro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Titus Andronicus is a rock and roll band from Glen Rock. In the beginning, there were only three people in the band. At one point, there were eleven people in the band. Today, there are five people in the band. Titus Andronicus take their name from a minor Shakespearean tragedy, not, as many people believe, from some sort of killer robot from the future. Titus Andronicus formed in the spring of 2005. Titus Andronicus' debut long player, "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hzvjjbdugys"&gt;The Airing of Grievances&lt;/a&gt;" was released in April of 2008 by Troubleman Unlimited. Titus Andronicus have shared stages with such noted, world-famous luminaries as Matt and Kim, Holy Fuck, Foals, Dr. Dog, Cloud Cult, and Call Me Lightning. Titus Andronicus practice at Ian's house. Titus Andronicus sometimes disagree on what is the right thing to do. Titus Andronicus like to scream and carry on at excessive volume. Titus Andronicus like songs which are fast more than songs which are slow. Titus Andronicus think slow songs are okay sometimes. Titus Andronicus never sing about love, only hate. Titus Andronicus have no hope for the future. Titus Andronicus believe only in nothingness. Everyone in Titus Andronicus was born to die. Titus Andronicus crave your approval but will settle for your utter disdain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4626068267590713310?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4626068267590713310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4626068267590713310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4626068267590713310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4626068267590713310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/titus-andronicus.html' title='Titus Andronicus'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SDkbXuE_OFI/AAAAAAAAAts/6-Ft94mhzcE/s72-c/titus+andro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4496949751797348358</id><published>2008-05-20T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:52:57.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Dancing Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SDMr_Kbia4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/WbNfJDl7pl0/s1600-h/slow-and-stead-winter-sds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202550358674664322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SDMr_Kbia4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/WbNfJDl7pl0/s320/slow-and-stead-winter-sds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the outset &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/0c64vc"&gt;The Slow and Steady Winter &lt;/a&gt;sets itself up to be an epic. Clocking in at over an hour long and comprising of only eight tracks the album paints its majestic landscapes with both measure and purpose, unfolding a sound that moves from immersive ambient evocations to beatific bliss rock.The Slow and Steady Winter is not concerned with singularity but rather the totality of experience. The album is a gorgeously choreographed chronicle of a Spokane winter from the ice covered fields of ‘The Early Stages of Decline’ to the thawed warm edges of spring in ‘February Sun’. The album serves as a wonderful progression from Slow Dancing Society’s previous work both in sound and mood. In part it presents a much darker vision while still radiating an ineffable sense of humanity and heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4496949751797348358?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4496949751797348358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4496949751797348358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4496949751797348358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4496949751797348358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/slow-dancing-society.html' title='Slow Dancing Society'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SDMr_Kbia4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/WbNfJDl7pl0/s72-c/slow-and-stead-winter-sds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-3826427038244372551</id><published>2008-05-15T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:26:51.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangerine Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCyATqbia3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5fLYw76by1o/s1600-h/c846389k609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200672745001741170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCyATqbia3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5fLYw76by1o/s320/c846389k609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?lnxmzmbdbcf"&gt;Phaedra&lt;/a&gt; is one of the most important, artistic, and exciting works in the history of electronic music, a brilliant and compelling summation of Tangerine Dream's early avant-space direction balanced with the synthesizer/sequencer technology just beginning to gain a foothold in nonacademic circles. The result is best heard on the 15-minute title track, unparalleled before or since for its depth of sound and vision. Given focus by the arpeggiated trance that drifts in and out of the mix, the track progresses through several passages including a few surprisingly melodic keyboard lines and an assortment of eerie Moog and Mellotron effects, gaseous explosions, and windy sirens. Despite the impending chaos, the track sounds more like a carefully composed classical work than an unrestrained piece of noise. While the title track takes the cake, there are three other excellent tracks on Phaedra. "Mysterious Semblance at the Strand of Nightmares" is a solo &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:kbfuxqw5ldje"&gt;Edgar Froese&lt;/a&gt; song that uses some surprisingly emotive and affecting synthesizer washes, and "Movements of a Visionary" is a more experimental piece, using treated voices and whispers to drive its hypnotic arpeggios. Perhaps even more powerful as a musical landmark now than when it was first recorded, Phaedra has proven the test of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-3826427038244372551?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3826427038244372551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=3826427038244372551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3826427038244372551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/3826427038244372551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/tangerine-dream.html' title='Tangerine Dream'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCyATqbia3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5fLYw76by1o/s72-c/c846389k609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-4778048999676860487</id><published>2008-05-15T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T10:44:55.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyramids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCx2dKbia1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/j0ifjjzDiEI/s1600-h/2396402913_11d38320e1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200661913094220626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCx2dKbia1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/j0ifjjzDiEI/s320/2396402913_11d38320e1_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It starts in the upper atmosphere, in that rarefied air where silence sings and time is little more than an abstraction. As it makes its way down through the tree line, to sea level, to the ear canals, elliptical windows and auditory nerves of the great unwashed, the shapes begin to shift. The sine waves become more distinct: swarming, swirling guitars, drums like a churning steam press, a chorus of celestial voices. Instru- ments collude and collide in a roiling shoal and then dissipate, leaving a cavernous hole, a ghost town, the vestiges and echoes of a brief terres- trial existence. Out in Denton and “other parts of the country,” where seemingly mild psychotropic disturbances can have vast and sinister implications for certain elements within the local populaces, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?dc021niynnw"&gt;Pyramids&lt;/a&gt; conjure the cacophonies of the great unknown, one song at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-4778048999676860487?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4778048999676860487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=4778048999676860487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4778048999676860487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/4778048999676860487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/pyramids.html' title='Pyramids'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCx2dKbia1I/AAAAAAAAAtM/j0ifjjzDiEI/s72-c/2396402913_11d38320e1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35413352.post-7772218195215996907</id><published>2008-05-15T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:59:08.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strategy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCxdnabia0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/zAA67ys_GX8/s1600-h/LP017%2520front%2520panel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200634601397185346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCxdnabia0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/zAA67ys_GX8/s320/LP017%2520front%2520panel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Building upon the multi-genre musical narrative established on last years critically acclaimed ‘Future Rock’ album, ‘&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mnwwnwi0yxt"&gt;Electric Soup’ &lt;/a&gt;is the latest release from Portland, Oregon based Strategy, aka multi-instrumentalist, programmer and DJ Paul Dickow.The compositions feature material initially road-tested during his whistle-stop tour of the UK and France in October 2007, which were then refined through a studio process that fuses old-school analogue equipment with modern digital sound design and manipulation. It is this blend of the old and new, combined with Paul’s own retro-futurist outlook which makes the songs on Electric Soup seem instantly familiar yet still unreservedly unique.From the Kosmiche of 'Unconventional Wisdom' through to the final theremin squeals of 'Primordial Soup' (which also features a guest appearance by Nudge cohort Brian Foote on additional guitar and synth duties), the almost dizzying array of textures, themes and musical motifs blended into the 24 minute running time provides food for the senses. Anyone for soup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35413352-7772218195215996907?l=complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7772218195215996907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35413352&amp;postID=7772218195215996907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7772218195215996907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35413352/posts/default/7772218195215996907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicateddancesteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/strategy.html' title='Strategy'/><author><name>Blackeyed Donkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721653984778224460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hoOHt6J5YbE/SCxdnabia0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/zAA67ys_GX8/s72-c/LP017%2520front%2520panel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
