-montefiori cocktail "Raccolta No. 1"
a sudden stench of fromage hits every time i pop this one in- italian lounge
music practically packaged with it's own martini- really great fun. my
musical wish: to hear what happens when you pair these brothers with uwe
schmidt
-isolée "beau mot plage" 12"
i picked up "rest" and absolutely enjoy it, however someone here mentioned
this and it's getting more play this week
-fresh and low "going away"
still lingering in my head. heard it last week after years of not knowing
what the track was called, serendipitously found it on someones sale list
the same day only to find it was sold minutes before i made my requests.
ouch. if anyone happens to be interested in selling this please email me (it
was released on west side records)
-jealous guy reworks from pop artificielle
-nina simone "compact jazz"
last weekend i witnessed a performance by gonzales from berlin. the venue
was in a rather small town in germany called Dortmund, suprisingly where dj
vadim's tour hit and packed in a whopping 10 or 15 people a few years ago
(just to give you an idea of the type of audience here). first i'd like to
say that this performance was somehow subsidized by the town's performing
art committee, probably unbeknownst to them. the (cough) song (cough) that
was performed as I walked in was "Do You Wanna Fock", being chanted by
Peaches, Gonzales' aptly christened sidekick who skips through the audience
in pink hot pants sporting what is best described as a honeydew melon
underneath her belly. the two have a remarkable amusing stage presence, and
market themselves as entertainers, which is exactly the most appropriate way
to describe them. Their "gear" consists of a receiver, a dual cassette deck
and a contraption Jack Dangers would probably make musical history with,
however Peaches simply hops over to tweak a knob or two from time to time,
an effort resulting in such a sophisticated sound it was obviously not
audible to my virgin ears.
This being said, the performance was odd and offensive, served up exactly
the way i love it. from hip hop beats to hardcore punk noise to moonlight
sonatas, the dashing duo had a theme for each piece, one line of vocals
repeated over and over throughout its' respective track, laying on the
stage, crawling through the audience, sitting on somebody's passed out
noggin, etc.
hysterical. probably the best and worst musical experience, intended to be
just that- highly recommended in a venue that allows you to step in and
check the show every hour or so.
susan
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