A Gout Out for the Mix Tape Universe

Confucius Say Dance!!!-Mix for James June 30, 2006

60 Minute Sony Type I*****Sony Tape
Song *****Aritist

side A
20th Century Boy*****Placebo
Baby It's The Best*****Weird War
Show Me*****The Dirty Novels
Young Folks*****Peter Bjorn & John
Yr City's A Sucker*****LCD Soundsystem
Tear You Apart*****She Wants Revenge
The Dark of the Matinée (Headman Remix)*****Franz Ferdinand
Better off Alone (Alice Deejay cover)*****Weezer

side B
Hurry Up Let's Go*****Shout Out Louds
Wraith Pinned to the Mist and Other Games*****Of Montreal
Girls & Boys*****Blur
Slow Hands (Britt Daniel Mix)*****Interpol
Retreat*****The Rakes
Emancipation*****Moving Units
When You Wasn't Famous*****The Streets
My Hardcore Rhymes*****LeJuan Love
My Metro Card*****Le Tigre

New music blog before I depart.
http://www.last.fm/user/Gout80210/journal/2006/06/14/156060/

Me Llamo Caballo-Mix para Charles June 4, 2006
60 Minute Type I Sony Tape
Song******Artist
Side A
1 The Porpoise And The Hand Grenade*****Pavement
2 Electric Renaissance*****Belle & Sebastian
3 No Place To Live*****The Spits
4 Park Inn*****The Futureheads
5 Hit*****Guided By Voices
6 New Nathan Detroits*****Braid
7 Help Is On The Way*****Juno
8 Beautiful Girl*****Weezer
9 Until They're Clear*****The Evens
10 Do Re Mi (Solo Acoustic)******Nirvana
Side B
1 The Song Becomes Blood*****Lazarus
2 Bog People*****Xiu Xiu
3 Transcontinental*****Ancient Greeks
4 Going for Adds*****Moving Units
5 Domestic Animals*****Medications
6 So Many Animal Calls*****Q And Not U
7 Word To Water*****Hot Hot Heat
8 Hieronymus Bosch Is A Dead Man*****The Mae Shi
9 Driving Test*****Erase Errata
10 Prole Art Threat*****The Fall
11 Hegemony*****Scritti Politti

So here's a mix tape I made for my girl friend's b-day
I Love You More Mix tape for Haaland May 30, 2006
60 Minute Type I Sony Tape
Song *****Artist
Side A
1 Song For A Mix Tape The Ataris
2 Partir Ou Mourir*****Stereo Total
3 Tiny Paintings*****Architecture In Helsinki
4 Here's That Rainy Day (Koop Remix)*****Astrud Gilberto
5 The Shy Retirer*****Arab Strap
6 Another Sunny Day*****Belle and Sebastian
7 Conventional Wisdom*****Built to Spill
8 Sugar On MyTongue*****Talking Heads
9 Girl*****The Beatles
10 Let's Hear That String Part Again, Because I Don't Think They Heard It All The Way Out In Bushnell
*****Sufjan Stevens

side B
1 Whatcha Gonna Do With A Cowboy*****Chris LeDoux & Garth Brooks
2 Satellite*****Petra Haden and Bill Frisell
3 Guitar Amour*****Duke Ellington & His Orchestra
4 The Luckiest*****Ben Folds
5 Good Times Gonna Come*****Aqualung
6 Intermission*****The Impossibles
7 Every Moment*****Rogue Wave
8 I Like You Most*****Slowreader
9 Broken In (demo)*****The Gamits
10 The Last Hour*****Elliott Smith
11 Hook*****Kind Of Like Spitting

Tunes I listened to this week...

The Kids Look Hot!!! Tonight—Mix for Charisma May 15, 2006
60 Minute Sony Type I Sony Tape
Song----------Artist
side A
The Kid Is Hot Tonight-----Loverboy
Psycho Killer------Talking Heads
Cars------Gary Numan
Dynamic Calories------Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
The Actor Approbriu------Of Montreal
The Matador's Theme------The Russian Futurists
C-30 C-60 C-90 GO!------Pretty Girls Make Graves
Town Halo------A C Newman
You're My Rappie-----Ancient Greeks
Jimmy Jones-----The Gouts (grandma's rock room demo-with the good looking half of the Gouts!!!!)
side B
Don't Turn Around-----Ace Of Base
The Way Out-----Adventures Of Jet
Time Trap-----Built To Spill
The Rest Will Follow------...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
Fight Academy Songs------Mission Of Burma
Hounds Of Love------The Futureheads
The Frisko Freeze-----The Mummies
Casey Casum-----The Briefs
Barmy------The Fall



The 80's Were Good 2 Us!!!!!!-Mix for James May 15, 2006
60 Minute sony Type I Tape
Song-----Artist
Side A
Paradise-----Tesla
(Confession to James Nick D Style baby)
Heaven------Warrant
Working for the Weekend------Loverboy
Cum On Feel The Noize------Quiet Riot
Green-Tinted Sixties-----Mind Mr. Big
Hot For Teacher------Van Halen
You Shook Me All Night Long-------AC/DC
Mrska@hotmail.com------The Gouts (grandma's rock room demo-with the good looking half of the Gouts!!!!)
side B
Still In Love With-----You Cher
The Goonies 'r' Good Enough------Cyndi Lauper
Hungry Like The Wolf------Duran Duran
Hold Me Now-----The Thompson Twins
Shout-----Tears For Fears
What's On Your Mind (Pure Energy)-----Information Society
Opportunities (Let's Make Lots Of Money)-----Pet Shop Boys

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Here I am

At the ripe young age of 25 I’m sitting behind this computer screen contemplating the make ups of a cultural icon. Reading that first sentence alone sounds really grandiose even for the standard of my pretentious blogging ways. So yes, being a product of the 80’s I grew up in the grunge era. The days where every rock type music with distorted guitars were lumped into the genre of “Alternative.” This also highlights the first demise of a fad when the Alternative grunge hero the charismatic musical icon Kurt Cobain perished. He was questionably destined to be the most influential icon and could have championed cultural revolutions the likes that had only been done before by The Beatles. His suicide took away that chance. Marked by my past insights read since Cobain’s entrance to the grave still resonates like the anthems he wrote to build my generation of music.

The current generation of music is insipid. It’s filled predominately with talented musicians that use adhoc techniques to singe their musical influences in a garbage can of Pro-Tools and spit out the sound for a marketing success in mass consumption. It’s like that movie The Island where people are isolated to living in this underground incubator. The biggest hope in their life is to win the lottery and be picked to go above ground to The Island, which is this unseen paradise, portrayed to be this divine existence. An underling theme of the movie, one which permeates in the current music industry, is that there is an unlimited amount of human flesh and blood (bands) with only a very small finite amount of people destined for paradise and as all these people try to push their lives toward this dream they rarely question, Who’s the man behind the curtain?

Cobain's words taken from a Guitar One interview highlight his dissatisfaction with the music scene at the time:
“Every band since the mid- ‘80s has surfaced in a revival act. It’s a sure sign that rock is slowly dying. There’s nothing like wallowing in the past when everything in the future looks bleak. It happens in every art form. When they’re afraid of what’s in front of them, they always look back. They’ll reach a plateau, and they’ll think everything’s been done, but in reality, they’re just not thinking hard enough. They’re just stalled. If everybody gives up, though, that’s when things start to die.”

I guess that sums it up most clearly. Tonight just shoved those words right up my ass as I spent my time relishing in the sonic palettes of the current mainstream music. The bands
Weather and We Are Scientists offered up the regurgitated formula detailed herein. Weather’s singer Sean Campbell borrows archetypical vocal forms from Dave Matthew’s Band for the opening track All This Time released on their album Calling Up My Bad Side. Then Campbell feels like a change of approach so what strategy is implemented? Skip to track 9 Short & Sweet and Campbell does a little singer witch craft trick by calling the force of Sting into his vocal chords creating a song that sounds like an original tune where Sting came into the studio for a guest appearance as lead singer. W.A.S.’s songs sound like the accumulation of every new wave guitar hero that came before them infused with punk tempos and emo lines that’s I don’t even care to get more specific than that…because that’s what IT is, General. They are engaged in a revival act designed to aid in the demise of original music. They are bands that are talented but complacent rendering a sound too much like the musicians they wish to emulate. Listening to the mainstream today is akin to what it must have felt like listening to the mainstream of the 80s. I can’t imagine being 25-years-old when hair metal ruled the world and the content of the music was superceded by the showman ship of the band’s musical wanking ability.

So what’s an icon? In a world of John Lennon fans it’s someone with something to say. In a world Cobain fans it’s someone with something to say. They could take the simplest of lines and make them powerful and pop at the same time. I disagree with Cobain in the fact that people aren’t thinking hard enough. I don’t know about you but I think it would take a lot of concentration to sound like DMB for one song and then switch it up to Sting for the next. I agree with Cobain in the fact that people aren’t thinking hard enough because people aren’t questioning their sources. The stall of the 80s and in this generation is one in the same; it’s based on fruitless recycling. An artist should never stall on the epitaph of their predecessors rather they should implore their soul and reflect this world through the medium of their work. There is a man behind the curtain and an icon paints a vivid picture of him for the world to see.

Thursday, January 19, 2006


Long Way From, Long Time Since-The Impossibles
Current mood: tired
Category: Blogging

It’s back to the rigorous routine where every last second must be expended to the resources of effectiveness and efficiencies (I know those are concepts and not resources. But hey I’m the one typing here.) It’s in these hamster wheel moments, that if one took a second to observe, the fictitious nature of time rears its undeniable face. Time too is a concept and according to the special theory of relativity thanks to good ole’ Einstein we realize that everyman/woman has his/her own relation to time. If you were to read a Brief History of Time the brain in the wheel chair guy explains it all. It’s crazy to note that when the sun dies it will be seen at different stages as compared to where you are on the event horizon and in fact would have been dead for a while before you’d been aware of its fate. To digress from theory for a bit, tell me you don’t feel it. Tell me there aren’t days that feel like minutes and seconds that feel like hours. We’ve all sat in the classroom or meeting while it’s snowing outside with the roads getting slicker and our stomachs begin to rumble. Have you ever been in that situation and looked at the clock? I don’t know about you but I swear it seems to move backward. Or how about waking up in the morning? In Spanish they call it despertarse. I can’t think of a more appropriate cognate. I know I- feel desperation in the morning when it’s 4:45 am and the cacophony of my two alarms siren their ominous orchestra. The snooze button always seems to get hit, at least once. Then in a mad rush to leave for work time seems to be anything but working for you…. it passes by in blinks and before you know it, your late. I’ve read a ton of Alan Watts and dabbled here and there in Buddhism for about seven years now and I can’t really give a tangible explanation of what the purpose of meditation is. All I know is I went to the Zendo and meditation is something my western mind is ill equipped to execute. If I’m going to go out on a limb and give a reason why I think they meditate I would say it was to get into the now. All of this rushing and running and sickening moving around like chickens with our heads cut off, we rarely find time just to be present, calm and observational. Time is fictisous but it’s got us wound up tighter than any nuclear reactor that can send spacecrafts to Pluto and one day we will explode…unless we learn to be present. My girlfriend’s mother gave me bit of advice that really drives this idea home. If you’re feeling overwhelmed with obligations and you feel like your grasping for time as if its water in your clenched fists (the harder you grip the more it gets squeezed out) then goes to your microwave and put the timer on for a minute. Turn away from the clock and just sit/stand there and do nothing. Just actually feel how long a minute is. A lot can happen in that time…now if I could just wake up.

WoW I'm listening to music...what a suprise!!!!
The Impossibles-Brick Bomb


Currently listening:
4 Song Brick Bomb
By Impossibles
Release date: By 12 June, 2001

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Wednesday, January 18, 2006


Dr. Mr. Jeff Foxworthy
Current mood: tired
Category: Blogging

Look around everyday and you see the signs. We live in the city whose best-known invention is the boot. You know that little yellow fucker that prevents your car from driving if you haven’t paid your parking tickets? When people across America can’t drive their car…they get to thank Colorado. We live in a city whose main claim to fame is the fact we happen to be 5,280 feet above sea level. I don’t know about you but I see a lot of people around town who look like their brain cells need every last oxygen molecule they can get. Face it all you fellow Colorado natives we live in a place that will stop at nothing to look like the cool square on the map. In Denver alone we’ll riot for winning sports teams while supporting a government who lies about ballot issues like referendum C and D so they pass. Once C passed what did they do? They pull back the promised money for higher education and public programs to allocate them to good old fashion suburbia sprawling roads. When I say sprawl, I do mean the very definition of sprawl. New housing developments are popping up in the metro area like zits on Jessica Simpson when doing those Proactiv commercials.
Since I’m a Coloradian I only get my information from the most prestigious of sources. Have you ever listened to Jeff Foxworthy? He has this astute theory on why Southerners appear stupid. He claims that television focuses more on the white trash inbreed culture of the south rather then on the doctors, scientists and lawyers; therefore giving Southerners a bad rap.
Well Mr. Foxworthy have you ever saddled up and gave Denver a pony ride? All one would have to do is pick up a copy of Tuesday’s local paper (The Rocky Mountain News January 17) and turn to page 5A to find Kevin Vaughan’s story, A tale of two cities. We don’t need a T.V. to under-represent our intelligence when we have the fine journalism of our own hometown writers to speak for us. Last week Denver beat New England to win a spot in the AFC division championship. To type it mildly, WE ARE A SPORTS TOWN so of course anything Broncos is deemed newsworthy and susceptible to reflecting our values.
Using delayed lead tactics to magically weave a fourth grader fluff story, Vaughn comes up with some powerful sentences like, “Denver and Pittsburg.” Or how about, “The Broncos and Steelers.” His eloquent use of vocabulary and creative verve also shot out a nice two sentence transition paragraph, “And yet.” Oh I too remember the good ole’ days of high school newspaper layout when words were nothing more than black icons used to fill the awful void called white space.
Not much for print journalism to educate in these neck of the woods the article grasps at everything to reach nothing more then the tried and true statistic hoopla of professional sports. We all know the roll call here where Mr. Statistico browses the web to come up with the most obscure and irrelevant similarities and differences. Like how many times a team has faced each other in the playoffs as compared to other teams they faced. Boring! (Did you like my one word sentence?) Then Vaughan ends it with the powerful and informative paragraph by saying the winner of the game goes to the Super Bowl. Really? (There’s that one word thing again.) He describes the game as, “…the battle with the Roman numerals in its name.” And I thought the XL meant the shirt size all those rough and tough football player guys wore???
To top this riveting sport’s poem off, the page came equipped with delightful compare and contrast statistics for all you math minds out there. These stats were so impeccably picked to paint only the most flattering picture of our Mile High city. Apparently men rule in Denver while Females rule in Pittsburgh. This concept is founded on the fact that Denver has a massive 1% more male population then women. While females out number men in Pittsburgh by almost 5%, guys tell me why this is a good thing? I can tell males rule in Denver because we were dumb enough to spend $132 million more on a football stadium built at the same time as our Pittsburgh counterparts. If our women tried to tell us Denver men to spend our money on more important things, then do you know how we responded??? (Well I do now because these lovely compiled stats rest on the page for all to be proud about.) We responded by divorcing them bitches because it’s apparently a good thing that we have a 3.6% higher divorce rate then our rival town. That’s not the end of the brilliantly compiled information…oh no, if you want to live it up in Denver good for you. They don’t call us the Mile High city for our altitude alone…no our median home value is 4X’s higher then that of Pittsburg which says a lot in regards to our quality of living when our median income is a whopping $10,000 more than theirs.
This story was like of a sophisticated haiku; it left the reader with more questions than answers. My personal question is:
“Rocky Mountain News, are you trying to make Denver look stupid?”
Hey who knows, maybe Foxworthy’s new stand up routine will be about us.

Chauvinistic

I know I’m young but being 25 and just finishing up my B.A. for the first time makes me feel old. I mean come on now!!! I look around my classes and I see the oozed drenched faces of freshly pop zits. In my Espanol class my professor asked a girl in Spanish what she drinks when she goes out dancing. She responded, “water.” The entire class ruffled and started questioning, “what??” To which our barely legal friend replied, “I’m only 18.” I don’t exactly live in a cage but I know even at 25 I’m not up to date on the new trends, technologies and most importantly style. Today fed proof to the pudding as my contemplative inspiring voiced Nature of Language professor was giving her lecture. I started to look around my hormone infested cesspool of a class as my mind drifted into a deep reverie. I looked down (don’t ask me why.) I looked up and I looked down again and noticed the perfectly rounded awe-inspiring bulge protruding from my new Banana Republic jeans. I started thinking, “That guy has a nice package.” Then I remembered “What a minute!!!” I’m looking at me. I did a triple take and I realized WOW this is me, but not really. It’s sad to say at 25 I feel like I’ve already cashed in on my clubbing days. But feelings aside, I can’t even remember the last time I went clubbing. It has to have been 2 years at least. I lost touch with the fawn grazing the meadows being young in search of the many doe to rumble the hillside with. For many it would be embarrassing to say such things in this juncture of their youth but I proudly say that the last few years I haven’t made clothing purchases at department stores. It’s been all thrift stores shopping for me baby…ggggrrrr. As I’ve said before I’m not update with all the hoopla of the nows, so as my eyes gazed fixed on my (what I call a jeaner) I can’t help but wonder if these jeans are made to simulate a man with a perfect package??? My jeans are just too perfectly choreographed to rest in such a position. The way the pant legs rest snug against my legs with no flack until reaching the mound on top of my front side…. it’s just too perfectly planed. It sounds absurd but it’s not really; if you think about it women have padded bras to add size and similarly they have wonder bras to aid in firmness. It’s perfectly acceptable to think that my generation has pulled a fast one on me and now makes jeans that come equipped to display the most perfectly shaped jeaner. All a guy now has to do is buy a new pair of Banana Republic jeans (which by the way I only got this year as Christmas and birthday presents because I complained to everyone that I needed them) and stuff a sock in the all ready made compartment for some maintained girth and your good to go. I can see why a guy in need would want such a thing...everyone but me that is. What’s up with my generation? Don’t they have any balls?