Posts from 7th November 2001

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Nov 01

(and the) native hipsters

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(and the) native hipsters are back! With a retrospective compilation CD featuring “There Goes Concorde Again” and a lot of other stuff. Buy buy buy! (Thanks to the band themselves for putting me onto that)

Raspberry World Music Blog

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Raspberry World Music Blog – shock! gasp! A music weblog by somebody I don’t already know!

Jay-Z: The Blueprint

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Jay-Z: The Blueprint: you won’t believe it’s Pitchfork. (i.e. Ethan is writing about hip-hop as if it was the best-selling and most important music in America instead of something titillating to listen to between Of Montreal albums).

Found on a John Cage messageboard

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Found on a John Cage messageboard: “I was searching through napster recently and i was curious to see if anyone had 4’33 as an MP3 on their computer. It turns out that 27 people had it, but not one of the recordings was 4’33 seconds long. Pretty odd but im not sure what it means….”

JANET JACKSON (featuring Missy Elliott) — “Son of a Gun (Remix)” PINK — “Get This Party Started”

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JANET JACKSON (featuring Missy Elliott) — “Son of a Gun (Remix)”
PINK — “Get This Party Started”

Once upon a time, a footloose and fancy-free Janet whimsically daydreamed about that special someone in the bar with the funky car, while Pink was a poor lass kicking deadbeat ass to the curb. Now I R in Bizarro World, because Ms. Jackson (yes, I’m nasty) is having a grand old time playing good cop / bad cop with Missy, a slipperly lava-like bassline, and some poor fella trying to skim some cream off of that ridiculously defined six-pack. She’s never sounded better — even the Carly Simon sample can’t be denied. (It’s easier without Carly – sounding much too much like Janet’s brother for my taste – crying about the cream in her vendi latte over some half-baked Medeski, Martin & Wood ‘funk’ organ.) Meanwhile, Ms. Pink is looking quite blonde nowadays, and she’s the better for it. Washing those men right out of her hair leaves her head in the clouds and her feet scampering all across the dance floor. C&C Music Factory started the party quickly, but Pink’s Day-Glo production gets the party started right.