Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Beat Meet: The Barely Legal, Sore Assed, Mate Devouring, Witchy, Royal Edition

That's right, kids. It's time, too. Beat Meet.


My apologies for the sporadic posts of late. Damn real job, getting in the way of the glamorous life of an unpaid music blogger. If one of you readers wouldn't mind telling my clients to slow the fuck down so that you can get your daily dose of Terribleness, well, that would be just swell.


We start things off with a bit of futuristic funk from Bradford, England. Hourglass Sea combines ass wobbling synths and pounding drums with 8-bit goodness. Is that Mario copping some coins as i get my groove on? It just might be, sir.


mp3: Teenager (Hourglass Sea from his Sound Cloud)


Speaking of futuristic funk, i can think of no more apt description for the work of the Philly/LA crew, Bossasaurus. I suppose i could point out that they're boss, which certainly would be better than calling them a bunch of sore asses, but i may be losing my point here. Let me sum it up this way--if George Clinton's Mothership needed a group to play their interstellar, designer drug fuelled space raves, Bossasaurus could have the gig on the strength of their latest, Lacerta, alone.


mp3: Special Deal 4 U (Bossasaurus from Lacerta)


Ye olde submission inbox has not disappointed since our last Beat Meet. Yet another case in point comes from Mantis Power. Potomac, Maryland's own sent us a track, which got me digging around on his Band Camp, which led me to this beast he did sampling Lil' Wayne's "A Milli." By utilizing a slower, less frantic beat, MP showcases both his skills as a producer and sheds new light on the lyrics. Well done, son.


mp3: Sands ft. Lil' Wayne (Mantis Power from his Band Camp)


While we're on the topic of kick ass production making use of existing vocals, how about this Aaliyah remix by Jus' Like Music's Klaar? The groove is slowed and chilled to almost witchhouse proportions, and the end result is syrupy good, assuming, of course, you like syrup.


mp3: One in a Million (Klaar Remix) (Aaliyah from Klaar's Band Camp)


And as a Prince junkie, i would be remiss if i did not include this pretty stellar set by DJ Dredd. Dredd hosts regular Prince parties in DC, and this is in recognition of that. Some nice gems to be heard in this hour-long mix.


mp3: Genius Mixtape (DJ Dredd from his Sound Cloud)


Monday, January 17, 2011

Nobody. Not Even Your Grandfather

Obscure Marx Brothers references aside, DJ Nobody has been quite the bisy backson of late. In addition to his stellar collab with Nocando as the Bomb Zombies and his always impressive work with the Low End Theory podcast, old boy also has been quite busy on his own.

Most recently, he dropped One For All Without Hesitation, a bit of a departure from his more hip-hop oriented work. Comprised of material from as far back as 2006, Nobody compiled the final CD in a scant 17 days. Of particular interest, each and every track employs auto-tune. Now, as someone who grew up with Zapp in his life, i say if you're going to go the voice modulation route, go whole hog and fuck auto-tune. That being said, even though i knew this was an AT affair before i hit play for the first time, i could not skip one track on this puppy. In no small part thanks to Nobody's stellar production work, the entire piece works. Nobody uses the vocals more as an instrumental add-on as opposed to the more traditional sense, but the overall affect is far more soothing and inclusive than one might think. Very few people get AT right. Nobody does.



And if that weren't enough, he put together a kick-ass DJ set for Self-Titled's Needle Exchange that shows the master in his main arena, throwing treats like a deranged madman on an LSD-laced Halloween binge. You've got everything from dubstep drones to hip hop bangers, from Bomb Zombies to OFWGKTA. Nice, nice, nice. And that's all i have to say about that.

Monday Morning Meditation #70: Let Us Reason

I continue to limp along with borrowed technology while my oldest daughter, Lizzie, pointed out this week that the reason I limp is because I married my tech support, ergo, I have never had to learn to fend for myself. There's a good deal of truth in those words.

This week I read all of Solomon's songs. While the Song of Solomon is the favorite book of a young priest friend, I found little there that resonated with my life. So, I continued on until I reached Isaiah, one of my favorite books. I stopped on the very first chapter. Now that one did speak to my life. The theme? Rebellion.

In Isaiah 1, God tells the people of Israel that He does not care about their burnt offerings and their sacrifices. "Come, let us reason," He says. He wants them to straighten up and follow Him. If they do, He will forgive them. Here are the words that touched me most deeply:
16 Wash and make yourselves clean.
Take your evil deeds out of my sight;
stop doing wrong.
17 Learn to do right; seek justice.
Defend the oppressed.
Take up the cause of the fatherless;
plead the case of the widow.

18 “Come now, let us settle the matter,”
says the LORD.
“Though your sins are like scarlet,
they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
they shall be like wool.
19 If you are willing and obedient,
you will eat the good things of the land;
20 but if you resist and rebel,
you will be devoured by the sword.”
Reading: Isaiah 1.

Meditation: As a teenager I rebelled against the church life that my physically, sexually, and emotionally abusive family forced upon my siblings and me. The story is long, and so I will post it on Mahlou Musings. You can get to it through this link: Expelled. In reality I was not rebelling against God because at that time I did not believe that God existed. I was rebelling against the whole universe: the parents and grandfather who abused me, the secular society that failed to protect me, and the church membership that smugly supported my parents against me. All of that fueled my naturally rebellious spirit. I read somewhere in the Bible -- don't quite remember where now -- that God forgives the misbehavior of those who are ignorant of His existence.

I have never transgressed secular law, but I certainly have transgressed God's law, especially in my atheist days. Given decades of rebellion, learning to be obedient now that I have come to faith has been a monumental undertaking of the type "two steps forward, one step back." At least, I am inching forward with that one step (after one step after one step).

Contemplation: That is far as I can go with you this Monday morning. I now retire to private prayer to repent the remnants of my rebellious spirit, evidence of which occurs too frequently, to praise God for His great mercy, to thank God for His willingness to keep on forgiving even when forgiveness is not deserved, and to ask God to help me become just a little bit less rebellious today and a little less than that tomorrow and so on. Then I will move on to contemplation, my favorite part of the day, letting God take over the direction in which my relationship with Him moves.

I will leave you now to your prayer and contemplation. First, though, I would like to bring to your attention a Monday morning prayer post that you might enjoy:

Fr. Austin Fleming, priest of the Archdiocese of Boston and pastor in Concord, Massachusetts, posts a prayer each Monday morning that he calls "Monday Morning Offering." I enjoy his prayers very much. I think you also will find them inspirational. He has graciously given me permission to include a link to his blog on my Monday Morning Meditation posts. (During the week, he also posts great homilies and other thoughtful discussions. I enjoy reading those, too, as do readers of this blog who have taken the stroll over to his blog.)

For additional inspiration throughout the week, I would point out two sets of blogs: (1) the list of devotional blogs on my sidebar and (2) my blogroll, where I am following a number of inspirational priests and writers about spiritual matters. I learn so very much from all these people. I highly recommend them to you.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Spiritual Sunday #13:Tareq Died Today

For more Spiritual Sunday posts, I recommend that you wander over to the website of Charlotte and Ginger, who host the Spiritual Sunday meme.

Because I do not blog on Sundays -- keeping it as the sabbath -- I use older posts (forgotten perhaps but hopefully still good enough) from one or another of my blogs that seem appropriate for this meme. It seems to work to bring out the older posts that many have not read before or ones from other blogs I maintain that readers of 100th Lamb may not know about. The one I chose for today, Tareq Died Today, sounds somber, but it really is about light and people bonded in the asking of a miracle and further bonded in the receiving of it. I hope it brings a sense of comfort and awe at God's grace.

Wishing you a peaceful Sunday!

Friday, January 14, 2011

7 Quick Takes Friday #50

See more 7 Quick Takes Contributions at Jennifer Fulwiler's Conversion Diary.

I continue to work off a borrowed laptop while my poor computer languishes in some repair warehouse on the other coast. Received one call a week ago to tell me that those in charge remember that they have a little laptop in need of care. So, what does one do in the interim? Post less and forget about graphics...I can, however, do a quick-takes round-up of the week.

1. The week began with a trip to Los Angeles to a conference. As a member of the Executive Committee, my room reservation had been made for me. The organization's president knew I would be arriving late. Somehow that message had not reached the front desk, and I arrived in the middle of the night to a cancelled reservation and the room given away. However, a very kind night manager told me that he did have some rooms available on the second floor, which he would give me for the conference discount. Wonderful! Donnie and I took the short elevator ride to the second floor and found ourselves in an executive suite. Valet parking came with the suite. Whee! We had a great weekend and conference. On Sunday, we checked out in our well worn travel clothes and with our battered suitcase. We handed the valet station our car check, and soon, to the disapproving looks of the debonair door guards, up drove one of the valets in our old Toyota with crumbled fender. Ma and Pa Mahlou were leaving the big city!

2. Recently, our landlord asked us if we would like to buy the house we are renting. We thought it over and decided that we would not like to do that. Our house is on the register of historic homes, and no modifications can be made. It fits us pretty well, except for a few things such as no extra room for guests, which we have quite often, and no closet space, which is a real annoyance. Out of curiosity, we looked around to see what houses are selling for these days and found one we love on a hill, overlooking San Ignatio, but within town limits and still walking distance from the mission. (Every place in town is walking distance from the mission.) We made an offer, the bank accepted. This has happened in the last two weeks. I never used my GI bill for house buying, so I am eligible for VA -- perfect timing, given the current lower prices on homes. We had an inspection done. That was disappointing. Nothing in the house seems to function, and we are concerned that the bank (the house is a foreclosure) will not fix it, so we will have a lot to fix before we can habitate it. We know very little about house buying, so we are hoping that the VA will give us some help. If not, we will have to look around for someone knowledgeable so that we know how much we can demand from the bank and what we are stuck with. Oh, well, one day at a time, one step at a time. Any advice out there in blogland?

3. Hurrah, hurrah! I finished my next book, A Believer-in-Waiting's First Encounters with God (BIW), on Thursday. I took Wednesday and Thursday off to write and had just the right amount of time away from writing -- noon Mass, attending our Bible Study group Wednesday evening, teaching catechism on Thursday evening -- to keep me fresh and on task during the rest of the two days. Amazingly, it has taken only ten days to finish this book. Six friends, including two college professors of writing and a high school English teacher, are reading the manuscript right now. As the feedback comes in, I have been revising the book. I hope to have all the feedback by Thursday, and then, over the the long weekend, I hope to finalize the book and send it off to the publisher. (That's not the end of my writing tasks, though, because I have one professional book that has to be completed this year sometime, sooner rather than later being better, for Georgetown University Press, my third book with GUP, and I really want to move on to finishing a book I began before the current book, Raising God's Rainbow Makers (RGRM), which is only about 20% done and really needs some concentrated attention to finish.) I have posted from both spiritual books and will post more from BIW in the next few weeks. If anyone would like to read and provide feedback on the pre-publication manuscript of RGRM in exchange for an acknowledgement in the book and a copy of the published book when it comes out, please let me know.

4. While we were in Los Angeles, we heard the devastating news that the whole nation received about the shooting of several people in Tucson. Among those people was someone I had had lunch with just a couple of months ago: Gabriela Giffords. Gabriela, from my small amount of interaction with her, is a charming, highly intelligent, caring young woman, and I have been asking everyone I know to pray for her. My interaction came with her because she wanted to learn more Spanish in order to be able to communicate better with her Hispanic constituents. My teachers who taught her told me that she was the best student they had ever taught! Please join me and others in praying for her if you are not already doing so.

5. Just two days later, I heard from a friend in Lebanon that the government there had collapsed. We get little international news here in San Ignatio so I am dependent upon friends in foreign lands to fill me in. They usually have better information, anyway. Apparently, the concern was that the Hezbollah were about to be exposed by the UN investigative committee as the force behind the murder of the president's father when he, the senior Hariri, was president. So, eleven of them walked away from the government, collapsing the coalition. There were concerns of another civil war, but I have kept in touch with folks there, and that danger has passed. Whew! (But now it appears that the government in Tunis has collapsed; that has struck close to home because we were in the process of planning to send some of our folks there for research and study. Back to the drawing board...)

6. Tuesday evening was great fun. I had dinner with a couple with whom I have been friends for nearly 15 years and with a dating couple from one of the other offices at work. Both men are photographers/videographers. Bob, my long-time friend, has done a lot of videography of war zones for the United Nations, as well as a lot of film for PBS. A couple of years ago he won an international film award for his video of mating butterflies -- amazingly up close and personal photography. Brian is our organization's photographer. Recently discharged from the US Army, he spent three years in Afghanistan (where Bob was filming years ago when the Russians were leaving) as a combat photographer and accompanied me on my October trip there. When I gave Brian Bob's URL, he fell in love with Bob's films and wrote to me, "he's my new hero." The two got on famously at dinner, and they made plans for getting together and doing some things together in the very near future. As for me, Brian was so happy that he paid for me dinner! Nothing better than great food, great company, no cost!

7. Today was party! party! day. For those not in the know, today is what the Russians (and other Orthodox) cal "staryj novyj god" (old new year). I was stuffed in spite of training to keep my plate from being overfilled once, twice, three times by the eager Russian staff members who had invited me to their celebratory lunch. I am always flattered that, because I finished my PhD in Moscow, they consider me an honorary Russian. Donnie, at home, worked on taking down the Christmas decorations -- he had not put it off until today in order to enjoy old new year but through simple procrastination. Nonetheless, hopefully the neighbors got to enjoy Christmas just a little longer!

And now, I wish all of you a restful weekend - and a happy old new year!

Singles Club: La Sera

It's still Baltic cold up in this area, but I'm feeling a little bit of thaw thanks to my glee at having bought my plane tickets for April's excursion out to my second Coachella. Sure, it happened yesterday, but dangit I'm still over the bloody moon. But back to the whole thaw thing. I was pawing through my inbox when I stumbled upon the new single from the exceedingly nifty La Sera. And I thought, hmm, there's some thaw to this here song, too.

Listen closely and you'll hear the icicles melt, feel the sun warm just a touch, and see the last piles of snow melt away. Between the fuzzy repetition and the lovely lady vocals, "Devils Hearts Grow Cold" is a winner.

mp3: Devils Hearts Grow Cold (La Sera from Devils Hearts Grow Cold)

100 Shows Of 2010: The Round-up

When first I dreamed up this little folly that came to be known as the 100 Shows project, I couldn’t have imagined how very amazing (and challenging) it would be. I brushed off the looks given to me by my nearest and dearest, the ones insinuating I was a little wacky, and got ready to sink my teeth in. It began, after much planning in late January and early February, down in Richmond with my first show on a chilly night in March, and ended just two days before Christmas at the venerable Arlingtonian venue Iota (also on a rather chilly night, as luck would have it).

Now, some of you might go out this much all the time and think nothing of it, but for the rest of us, think of it thus: Over the course of ten months, I went out once every three nights on average. Yeah, it turned out to be a little crazy. But I tell you what, friends, I wouldn’t change a thing. I saw more ridiculously good live music than I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Of the shows I came and saw and reviewed, there wasn’t a bad one in the bunch. Not bad for 100 shows, eh?

So then I thought, well, now that it’s all done and dusted, I really should pick my favorite shows. The ladies and gentlemen will want to know. It was a torment to pick just ten from my hundred, but below are my most favorite shows of the entire project. They’re in no particular order, and stood out not necessarily as the best shows, but just the ones that I loved the most.

#56: A Place To Bury Strangers @ Rittenhouse Square (Philadelphia), 8/25/2010


#65: The Charlatans @ Black Cat, 9/9/2010

#88: The Dandy Warhols & Hopewell @ Ram’s Head Live (Baltimore), 11/9/2010

#13: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club @ 9:30 Club, 4/5/2010

#86: The Black Angels @ Theatre of Living Arts (Philadelphia), 11/6/2010


#32: The Brian Jonestown Massacre/The Young Sinclairs @ Theatre of Living Arts (Philadelphia), 6/8/2010

#71: James & Ed Harcourt @ 9:30 Club, 9/27/2010

#38: Ceremony @ U Street Music Hall, 6/17/2010

#84: The Phantom Band @ 9:30 Club, 11/1/2010

#79: Gary Numan @ Black Cat, 10/20/2010


I met some great people, saw a whole lot of great music, and have one heckadoo of a great time. In closing, I want to send out massive thanks to all the bands, PR folks, label folks, and management that have been so very open and supportive of this gargantuan little undertaking of mine. Y’all are the bestest, and I couldn’t have done it without you. Sloppy kisses to all, and to all a good night.

mp3: Telephone (live) (The Black Angels from Phosphene Dream)