A holiday playlist for people who can’t stand traditional Christmas songs. Primarily featuring Greg Gaffin (Bad Religion), with Fiona Apple, Mr Little Jeans, The Smashing Pumpkins, The Kinks, and more mixed in.
An electronic/dance-y playlist of favorite tracks—some old, some new. Mainly drum and bass, jungle, and late-90s trance.
when you’re caught up in a song
and then suddenly you’re like
That’s where I was
that’s where I want to be
and you nod your head
tap your foot
and catch a ride on a beat
that is still there
Today, while hunting for longreads, I came upon “Classics Never Die: What It Means for DJs to Grow Old,” a Pitchfork piece by Jonny Coleman from 2015:
“François K got lost when he got really caught up in dubstep and commercial techno,” Englehardt and Paul Nickerson write in an email, referencing the 61-year-old house mainstay. “Unfortunately a lot of the music he plays just doesn’t have the depth or emotion he says it does—it’s all very superficial and you can feel that when he plays now.
“It happens because calculation takes the place of inspiration,” they continue. “When you first start out, it’s all fresh and that is your driving force, but as time goes on see you see that everything is just someone rehashing something that was done better 15 years earlier. It can make you can become bitter quickly. So people like François K make a calculated decision to try to stay relevant, and that is a big part of why music is so terrible right now. Instead of speaking out against the mediocrity of everything, these ‘legends’ assimilate themselves to the current situation and lie to themselves that these new half finished, do-nothing tracks are what people like these days. Whereas 20 years ago, that same person would have said this shit is wack and pushed themselves to go further.”
Also: EDM sucks.
This is bliss: digitized mixtapes via SF Disco Preservation Society. There’s an archives for the ’80s, but I’m reeeeeallly excited about the ’90s mixes.
It’s unfortunate that all of the trance, jungle, breaks, and house mixtapes I’d kept from these years were damaged when I lived in my first apartment in San Francisco. My toilet had overflowed when I was on vacation and I returned to a home, quite literally, full of shit. I would’ve loved to send in these tapes to be added to these archives for others to enjoy.
I thought about starting another blog the other day — something tumblresque to post random things. But I don’t need another one, and since this blog gathers cobwebs at times, perhaps I’ll just post these bits here.
So, here. The mix I’ve listened to dozens of times this week. I ❤ tech house, always.