So here's the deal: There's guys who make music by hacking apart old NESs and Commodore 64s. Yes, it's as cool as it sounds. Sometimes GameBoys are involved. The more the merrier, I say. Here for your browsing pleasures is a few names of artists who do this, and do it well. It's well worth checking out.
Nullsleep Eats Tapes Anamanaguchi 6995 Sabrepulse
Most of them are on myspace, so fire up the internets and prepare to be enlightened!
There hasn't been all that much coming out this year that excites me much, so I've been catching up on some of my 80s/90s stuff. Overall a terrible era for music, but there's some good stuff mixed in with all the garbage:
So I drove down to Seattle to go to Bumbershoot last weekend, which is the giant music festival that happens in Seattle every year. It's three days long and has about a million bands, of every type of music you can think of. I only got to stay for one day due to my impending move, but I did get to see one extraordinary show. Gogol Bordello is quite possibly the best live band currently performing. If they come to your town, go see them. No, don't ask why, just go do it.
It usually ends up in something overly-artsy and incomprehensible. Or sometimes just something straight cheesy. Enjoy.
Tonight, Amongst these dirty streets and fallen leaves, The pages of our histories, Have been scattered to the wind. Maybe the people of these streets, Will use them to keep warm, On this coldest of nights. And that's a better use, Than either of us, Could ever find, For them.
There are times when one gets really bored of one's surroundings. Bored of the people, bored of the places, bored of job, the school, the house and the car. Bored of everything that comprises one's existence.
If I could have one wish, it would be to end up in a completely different culture, at this very moment. In the blink of an eye, get dropped into Tokyo, Berlin, Paris or Beijing. Goodbye North American culture, I won't miss you one bit.
I swear I'll have a stroke if I see one more average-looking american businessman or one more Ford Focus. Someone save me, I'm dying of blandness.