Blue Chips 2
Action Bronson walks into a bar and orders a drink. He reaches into his pocket and sets a frog down on the bar next to him. The bartender asks him what’s up with the frog. Action replies, “This is the greatest frog ever; I’ve taught this frog how to eat pussy.” The bartender nods, “Interesting.” He rolls his eyes and walks away.
At the other end of the bar, a woman is drinking alone. She asks the bartender, “What’s up with that guy and the frog?” The bartender replies, “His name is Action Bronson, and he claims that his frog can eat pussy.” The woman says, “Really? That sounds kind of interesting. I might be into that.” The bartender says they’ll be closing in a little while, but he could talk to Action and see if he was willing to hang around.
Sure enough, after closing time, the woman drops her panties, lays back on the bar, and hikes up her skirt. Action Bronson places the frog right between her legs and says “Go on.” The frog does nothing. Action gives the frog a little prodding, and says again, “Go on.” The frog ribbits, but otherwise just sits there. Action prods again and again — nothing. Infuriated, Action suddenly picks up the frog and throws it across the room, shouting, “This is the last goddamn time I’m going to show you how to do this!”
• Action Bronson: http://www.actionbronson.com
Of Greater New York City
“MISTERIO A LA ORDEN”
Just tossing this all out there right-quick. Found this “MISTERIO A LA ORDEN” mix online, or it was sent to me by an angel, but it’s fucking WEIRD and popping off. Mysteriously made by Of Greater New York City too. Really, it’s the first from a forthcoming TX/NY mix collective; get at ‘em to get on their e-mail list.
Mostly it’s just mixed-up Spanish-dubbed Scooby Doo soundtrack nonsense via Hanna Barbara land. But it’s a trip back and completely in the spirit of Halloween youth.
Feel it fast. Feel it now. Feel the fright!
Ghost at the Finish Line
“How late?” you ask.
So late that I only just recently listened to his 2011 masterpiece Shotgun & Sleek Rifle; so late that the only reason I’d tuned into Niggas Is Men was to hear something new from Brooklyn MC Cavalier; so late that I only really knew the homie Quelle’s name from its ongoing association with Roc Marciano and Danny Brown; so late I might as well disguise myself as a ghost. [Editor’s Note: *PAUSE*].
Well sorr-y, guy, but I can’t help it if I currently feel like a real-life Ghost at the Finish Line, having finally completed my “Halloween Hangover” Chocolate Grinder mix at 2 AM this morning. You can catch the unholy spirit by listening to that tomorrow, but in the meantime in-between time, check out this “[unlucky] 13 track, uniquely real look at art and life, and the realities and illusions that blur the two.”
“Hour Minute” / “Valerie”
Whoa! There’s no other band out there atm that seems to successfully and compellingly mine the space/psych/OG indie pop/fuzz/art/[whatever else] rock vernaculars to such effect — and affect — as Brooklyn’s own Celestial Shore. Their craft consists of tightly concocted and disjointed harmonies with labyrinthine melodies so rambling and spasmodic it’s as if they’re belonging in the grand[ly nutty] tradition of Ornette Coleman’s free-jazz transliterated through time and culture by the likes of This Heat’s prog-/post-rock stylings. At least, that’s what the trio’s debut album 10x — released only a few weeks back on Hometapes via LP, CD, and digital — may have you believe. Watch the videos for Celestial Shore’s album singles “Hour Minute” and “Valerie” below:
“Do The Anglerfish”
If grouping bands, albums, and songs into musical genres is shaky ground to begin with, naming said genres after literary movements is even more tenuous. So, I hesitate to call Pop. 1280 a cyberpunk band, especially considering their name is derived from a Jim Thompson novel. But now that “Do the Angerlfish” video director Scott Kiernan has gone ahead and bridged the gap between two of my favorite Johns, complementing the song’s Carpenter-esque opening synth line with John Shirley-esque (Shirleyan?) bondage aesthetics, I feel much more comfortable saying that Pop. 1280 has, with their recent Sacred Bones Records release Imps of Perversion (TMT Review), successfully picked up the cyberpunk music mantle.
Watch them wear it to a city near you during the second leg of their Damn the Fans 2013 tour, aptly titled Part II: Damn the West.
Henry Krinkle & Katrina Stonehart
Henry + Katrina
Henry + Katrina is a collection of songs made by Henry Krinkle and Baby Birds Don’t Drink Milk’s Drew Gibson as Katrina Stonehart. The music was recorded directly into a karaoke machine inside of a blanket fort constructed in the middle of an early 1900s ballroom. I imagine myself standing outside of the walls of the fort, under the grandiose ceiling of that ballroom, and what that must have sounded like filtered through the fibers of those blankets, and then enhanced by the natural reverb of a place like that. Ambient music always lends itself well to the location for which it is performed, and Henry + Katrina might be one of the most unique stories I’ve heard regarding the origin of a piece of locational electronics.