Showing posts with label so solid crew. Show all posts
Showing posts with label so solid crew. Show all posts
Nov 15, 2014
The Aphex Twins have released 30 new tracks
The Aphex Twins* have released 30 new tracks. Because there are so many people in the Aphex Twins, they are able to do this.
The Twins unleashed their new material during a lengthy two-part interview with Dave Noyze. I've not had chance to hear it yet - I'm still enjoying Syro - but I'm expecting electronic patches wigging out then tumbling over rough edges into half-formed gutters. Or something.
These are the numerous members of the Aphex Twins:
- Romeo Twin
- Asher D James
- Selected Lisa Maffia Works
- OxSyro and Digeri-Neutrino
- Kim KarDrukqsian
- Insert more puns here
- Fill this bit in later
In unrelated news, this blogger is sad to hear that So Solid Crew was just one person all along.
Sole member Paul Daniels revealed the news in an emotional interview with himself. He said he only ever intended Every 21 Seconds Counts, a surprise number one in 3,000 countries, to be the theme tune of his next game show.
* with apologies to Stewart Lee for stealing his 'the UKIPs' joke.
Nov 2, 2009
Five vocalists I definitely want to work with if I was a music producer who was definitely wanting to work with any one of five vocalists
Wesley Willis
Epically prolific Chicaco-born schizophrenic who reached Shaun Ryder-like heights with Rock N Roll McDonald's. Try this rhyming couplet for size: "A Big Mac has 26 grams of fat, a Quarter-Pounder has 28 grams of fat." Although his vocals were like a drunk hyena being attacked by a cabal of badgers, he brought a warm humanity that would have provided rich material for an overwrought X Factor biography piece - if he hadn't died before X Factor was invented, that is.
Dizzee Rascal
He sounds like he wants to sound like Scooby Doo. Enough said.
The scary woman from Human Nature
Let the carnival begin. Every pleasure every sin. Gary Clail's Human Nature was a strange old beast from the early 90s: a fairly standard dance track with the kind of choppy pianos that were de rigeur at the time, but with added Scary Transvestite who seemed to be dressed in the contents of 20 thousand grandma's jewellery boxes. At least, I think she was a transvestite - or, to be more accurate, drag artist. She sounded like a heroin-hit Boy George. Wait. It's Boy George, isn't it?
50 Cent (pictured)
The second most famous Jackson of all time (yes, that's his real name) decided to Get Rich instead of Die Trying, which must have taken a lot of courage. His rapping is singularly the most awful style since Robbie Williams tried to toast all over his middle eights. I think it's meant to sound lazy, but it just comes across as... well, lazy. He is the Barney The Dinosaur of rap, although in honour of that, his vocal chords should be declared the fifth element of hip hop. Despite my mockery, I would love to hear his version of Squarepusher's Red Hot Car.
Polly Harvey
The Mercury Music Prize got it right in 2001. Potato-
* Edit: I preferred 'gizzling'.
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