October 31, 2003
YOU REMEMBER WHEN GREIL MARCUS HAD A TIMES COLUMN?
This is kind of like that. (Link via TMFTML.)
We're getting scary email from labels, so we can't give the whole Celebrity Week rundown, which was a bad idea anyway. But. Pharr3ll: Very courteous, has large diamond on finger which appears to be yellow. Had some great shiny patent leather Japanese Air Force One-inspired kicks. Told Heidi Klum where to get gold fronts.
Mr. S. C4rt3r: Very courteous. Put on a pair of fresh tube socks and drank tea with honey. Full album sounded pretty great. No commentary, because his bodyguard is the largest human being I've ever seen (go to Bas3lin3 studios and see for yourself) and we need to keep some treats and tricks for later. This seems to be the actual sequence, too:
Th3 Bl4ck 4lbum
1. D3c3mber 4th, Just Blaz3
2. What Mor3 Can I Say? The Buchan4ns
3. 3ncore, Kany3 West
4. Chang3 Clothes, N3ptunes
5. Dirt Off Your Should3rs, Timb4land
6. Thr3at, 9th Wond3r
7. Mom3nt of Clarity, 3min3m
8. 99 Probl3ms, Rick Rub1n
9. Public Service3 Announc3ment, Just Blaz3
10. Just1fy My Thug, DJ Qu1k
11. Lucif3r, Kany3 W3st
12. Allur3, N3ptunes
13. My F1rst Song, Aqua
Also--if anyone has favorite lit or poetry blogs, let me know. Music blogs welcome, too, but we've got plenty of those.
Check for blades in the apples and play nice.
October 29, 2003
TRACKS
Three new N.3.R.D. tracks from Fly or Die, the best called "Don't Worry About It." A K3lis track called "Honey Tea" or something, which sounded good, but better still was "Nuclear Letdown" by Sierra Swann, due some time next year on Atlantic. Angry new wave blocks covered with overgrown synth bass vines. Unexpectedly sweet chord changes in what might actually have been a bridge. Imagine Kenna's unsentimental, younger sister. Produced by Ch4d Hug0.
HIP HOP GENIUSES SHOW UP ON TIME, VISITOR SPEECHLESS
It was fire. All participants friendly and garrulous. Almost too easy. Odds are, there will be serious cock-punching disappointment today as part of the Pharr3ll meeting. How could two days in a row go well? They can't. Pusha T from Clips3 showed up playing his new album so loud that I thought he was working in the studio. Nope, that was just him driving down Princess Anne.
October 28, 2003
ON FIRE, ROOM NOT NEEDED
Keith Harris continues his run as bananas crit of the moment, making our job harder by spitting constant fire. Pump yours brakes, god.
October 27, 2003
YOU COULD DO WORSE THAN TO READ THIS ESSAY
by Joshua Clover on Language poetry and poetics, in general.
October 25, 2003
THEIR AMBIGUITY
Joshua Clover's new, very short chapbook & CD, Their Ambiguity, is out now through Jeff Clark's Quemadura Press. It is a cut-up of Situationist film scripts and other texts--I don't recognize all the sources. It seems likely many of the words are Clover's own. The accompanying CD contains both readings and music. It is the loveliest object on my desk right now. Best to email Quemadura before ordering, because it was a limited run and I'd hate to lead you on. I do hope you get one, if that's your desire. You also should buy Clark's The Little Door Slides Back, which is out of print but will be back in print through FSG next year. It is high on my list of things made of words that make me high with delight.
Here is a sample from Their Ambiguity:
"Monumental the lacunae between illbiquitous promenaders down to the Square past the Open 24 Hours as social forms of grieving we are prohibited this is the remix the new glitch has been recalled melancholy of luscious Pictober the fall of the phenomenon into the iris back with another one of those Return of the Flaneur as hardcore Autumnophage echolocation always places you in a different country the cure is beats per minute bad year in Brooklyn Bombs Over Baghdad the negative needs no introduction and/or here we go!"
October 24, 2003
CAHIERS DU SOMETHING
Did the drunken guy in Au Hasard Balthazar go on to play Mr. Heckles from Friends?
Radiohead's Meeting People Is Easy is the anxiety of fame not accepted: Inside the shaky, sub-advert imposed text frames, you can see the traditional fan movie they're too selfish and embarrassed to give their fans. They pretend they don't need it and choke fully, too sissy to bust the Michael Snow they've convinced themselves they're making.
ALWAYS WRITTEN, NEVER BITTEN
It's your boy, on fire for the last time. Not in final order:
1. December 4th, produced by Just Blaz3. Mr. Carter teaches himself to ride two-wheeler by age 4. Mother narrates. Song is heat.
2. My First Song, produced by Aqua. Bananas.
3. Momenty of Clarity, produced by Marsha11 Math3rz. Mr. Cart3r would rhyme like Tal1b Kw3li if it weren't for the money, he says. Annoying beat.
4. 99 Problems, produced by R1ck Rub1n. This song gave me a haircut. Good like grab-your-pantleg-and-beg-you-to-stay good. Imagine early 80s Rub1n melted down into one beat. Metal. Hip-hop. Yes.
5. Dirt Off Your Shoulders, produced by T. Mosl3y. Get ready for the new dance craze, almost as good as the Shovel. Beat = Sterno + yule log.
6. Change Clothes, produced by Phar3ll. Annoying.
7. What More Can I Say?, produced by The Buchanans. I know this sample, but I can't place it.
5 other tracks, unheard, include 2 by Kany3 W3st, another by Phar3ll. No Dr. Dr3, no Pr3mier.
Mr. Cart3r: charming! tall!
October 23, 2003
EAST IS EAST
Listen to this excellent BBC 1xtra interview with Bow's finest, Dizzee Rascal. Very nice freestyle over the "Light Your Ass On Fire" beat.
Boy In Da Corner has been scheduled for US release: January 20 on XL/Beggars. If there was ever a time to dust off the World's Famous sample--"I like the way you talk"--it is now. How much would you pay to see Dizzee doing the nightly news? MANY MANY PAPERS.
GREY FLAG
I loved Tim's remix of "White Flag" but I thought my reaction might be nothing more studio-itis, i.e., being overwhelmed by the wind $50,000 speakers push. But back home, the original version of "White Flag" sounded dishwater weak. The balance of surrender and pride and the lovely chromatic kicks are soggy with Producer's Milk. Tim wasn't just trotting out the doorknockers and Triton patches reflexively. His remix serves the tune by drying it out, laying ultrahard bang science under the voice like a steel bedframe. (And he solo'd out the brilliant string arrangement, which is submerged in the Enigma/Sting murk of the original.) Tim's astringent bump takes the pong off Dido's wrapped Grandma pocket caramels and leaves enough blank space to bring out the grain of her voice. And I thought he was just phoning it in! (When I cried Uncle and drove home exhasted and a little baffled by US 1, Tim was beginning to fuss it up with some extra keys, but I bet he thinned it back out by the end.) Maybe he really should just produce everybody's records.
October 22, 2003
HELLO, MR. HIP HOP GENIUS. I'LL BE OUTSIDE IN MY SLEEPING BAG WHEN YOU'RE READY
First day: Scheduled to hook up with Tim at 2 PM. Seven hours pass. We finally connect at The Hit Factory in Aventura. I hang from 9 to 10 with Jimmy Douglass. He remembers me from five years ago and says “Aw, you shoulda had me mix your band’s record.” (Don’t rub it in, hombre!) He tells a funny story about playing “Get Ur Freak On” for Alan Parsons at a 5.1 surround sound convention. Who knew there was such a thing? He is mixing the new Missy album, which he is due to master in New York the next day. “Pump It Up” is liquid fire + Trouble Funk sample. Missy: “I love my gut, fuck a tummy tuck,” with Nelly being exactly like Nelly. Jimmy plays me a 5.1 mix of the “Toys” song about her Butterfly vibrator. It’s cool taking the Stereo Dragon ride but I can’t imagine people going to the trouble of installing a system like this. Maybe in the car. Jimmy thinks everyone will have a 5.1 system soon. There are apparently two code protocols for 5.1, like Beta and VHS. One is SACD and the other is something else. I don't think either of us is sure about this.
The Tim interview has a tricky fuse. Bzzft. I say that I don’t like being kept waiting and Tim says he can give me 30 minutes. Oh, that was worth flying down for. He is in the middle of remixing Dido’s “White Flag,” which I end up loving. Give her the millions, I say. The interview ends up flowing, a perception confirmed by his engineers. Tim sings Bonnie Raitt. Many songs are deemed the “illest song ever,” including “Who Can It Be Now?” and “Love Is a Battlefield.” Someone brings me a Coke, because I am falling asleep. My jaw still throbs from the tooth extraction last week. I feel like God’s voodoo doll, like Keith Talent in London Fields. The air conditioning is turned down to 40 degrees, I think.
Tim’s engineer is Demo Castellon, who’s been with him since Under Construction. I don’t know if he tracks or just edits, since Jimmy is still on board. Demo, short for Demacio, looks about 20, and is wearing a full basketball uniform. He is incredibly fast in Pro Tools and very sweet. Tim wears a Yankees grey jersey. He is eating salad and bananas. He eats the banana in 12 seconds.
Second day: He has flown to Atlanta for a Cee-Lo video shoot. We have agreed to meet at night at the Hit Factory for the start off the LL Cool J session. After spending the day being unable to raise up his assistant on the cell phone, I show up at 10 PM. The security guard tells me Tim is not coming. I leave and watch the Yankees game. The lion’s share of three days has been melted down for two hours. Whatevs.
Back at the Turnberry, I rediscover Mad About You on cable. Interesting pacing of the dialogue, lots of dips and noise, an almost improvised feeling. There’s a strong dynamic between the two of them. (Where did they go, those two?) Wonder if some of the reality TV wave begins with a show like this and Seinfeld, where the mundane is the focus, the accuracy of the emotional and psychic landscape. This runs all the way through to Lost In Translation. See a commercial for the Indiana Jones DVD set, and it feels like it’s 5 million years old.
The salads down here are death, watery iceberg lettuce and dressings that slime the situation without adding an actual quality. Steak is really the only thing to fuck with if you leave New York. I am becoming Dr. Schultz, some New Yorker provincial who can’t leave Tribeca because of the sandwiches at Columbine (the store, not the high school). Waah waah I’m a big baby.
Marlins fans are so balanced. They’re not nearly as belligerent about the World Series as I am. After I start throwing around stats and praising Clemens, the lady at Thrifty say “It’s just a game,” and I think, “Christ, she’s right. I didn’t even care about the baseball season a month ago. I didn’t even know who Aaron Boone was.” Error Boone, more like it!
Movies watched in hotel room: Tuskegee Airmen with L Fishburne (good), that weird domination sex movie with Rosie and Dan Ackroyd, part of Matrix Reloaded before I fell asleep, and part of Glitter, which goes beyond my expectations. Carey is so unskilled that the movie is more unreadable than unwatchable. What is the mood supposed to be in any given scene? Unknown. Much time is given over to this sour, depressing thread about her ex-boyfriend Dice being murdered and her mooning about, sort of crying. It seems her entire approach to acting was making sure she could get Worked Up enough to Cry. The logical leaps are so enormous they resist analysis. Instead of milking the tension inherent in the quest for stardom, Carey just becomes one, in approximately two scenes. She doesn’t even pat herself on the back for striving. She just kind of forgets what parts are necessary for a movie to feel like a movie. It also looks and sounds like it was made in 1978, which is very surprising, maybe even deliberate, which just torques up the weird factor. What it resembles most is an attempt to make a classic bad 70s movie, maybe without telling Carey.
October 19, 2003
JOE QUEENAN SWALLOWS ENTIRE BOX OF STUPID PILLS; NONE LEFT FOR PEDRO MARTINEZ
Check the new Aggressive Klassik Rock Klown freeware used to generate Queenan's review of the new Stones coffee table book in the New York Times Book Review. If you're pressed for time, you can duplicate Queenan's methods at home: Forget the Stones' killer disco singles ("Miss You," "Undercover of The Night") and assert their musical conservatism as self-evident. Ignore the non-blues genres the Stones have pilfered and imply that rock itself is a static, closed practice (like shuttlecock). Rank Mick Taylor's more visibly chopsy genius above Keith's less visible syntactical genius. Make fun of Brian Jones for the wrong reasons. Allege that the making of Backstreet Boys records is not a complicated, detailed process. Snap on a music writer for the sin of loving the Stones in public (possibly because they got the gig you didn't). Insult Sheryl Crow for no apparent reason, and then create a false battle between Justin Timberlake, R.E.M. and Stones for a crown of your own devising. Collect check!
October 17, 2003
SOUNDMURDERER'S WIRED FOR SOUND
How did I miss this? It's the single best drum & bass mix I've ever heard. Holy cats. Even better than the Breakdown comps.
50 ALREADY HAS THE VEST, SO HE CAN GO FIRST
Things that we previously thought nobody would ever say out loud ("Arnold wins!") are now things that actually happen. Jean Baudrillard is officially out of a job. (Link courtesy of Jay Babcock at Arthur Magazine.)
THINGS MUST BE WRONG
when I am sitting here thinking Scaramanga's Seven Eyes, Seven Horns CD from 2000 (the title of which we never noticed before--gross Masonic sophistry!) is kinda OK. "Cash Flow" is good for an Illmatic outtake wannabe. And "Death Letter" is still grand. Where'd he go?
Soon there will be real posts, with actual thoughts. Posting links about rat fights is not the same thing as thinking. We just wouldn't do that.
October 15, 2003
EVERYONE IN NYC, LISTEN UP! CATS, OWLS, TIME
For anyone who prefers thinking while walking and sometimes taking pictures, there are few films more relevant than Chris Marker's Sans Soleil. I'll save the uni-blab for the next day or so, but if you're in New York through tomorrow (Thursday, October 16th), go to Film Forum and see the double bill of La Jeteé and Sans Soleil, neither screened often and only available on DVD in Europe, for now. I can't stress too much what a good thing this would be.
MAN! I FEEL LIKE A CUSTOMER!
The Shania Twain live review is up! at The Morning News. Thank you, Rosecrans.
October 14, 2003
HELP OUR FRIEND
If you didn't see the excellent Second Hand Stories, check for remaining show times and see it. Even if you haven't seen it and don't plan to, please go here anyway and say you loved it.
October 13, 2003
WORLD OF REISSUES
Steve Knutson, formerly of Tommy Boy and currently of Audika, has been kind enough to put in a word with Soul Jazz about our compilation, New York City Body Music, Volume One, which we hope to have out somewhere, before too long. Audika will be reissuing Arthur Russell's World of Echo next year, possibly with DVD element. How fucking gangsta is that?
He/Audika will also be releasing Calling Out Of Context, a "complete album of previously unreleased rhythmic/song material" by Russell. Double boner!
PLEASE WATCH
the debut of Christopher Wilcha's Second Hand Stories tomorrow night. Or another night. If it's on.
MAY RUIN YOUR DAY
Megan Kelso's comic, "Split Rock, Montana", on page 15 of the current issue of Arthur knocked the wind out of me. Having boys instead of girls is cold comfort in this case. Race you to hell.... (The link is to a PDF download of the first half of the magazine itself, about 8 MB.)
October 11, 2003
October 09, 2003
RECYCLING IS GOOD!
We know that JR Ewing is just rehashed Yank Crime, but the volume is creeping up as Ride Paranoia plays, and we can't remember touching the button. Or dial. No, it's a button.
THE LOVE ABOVE THE LOVE BELOW
Jessica Hopper writes:
"The night before last, I was out on my bike, outside the local radical arts/commie group house art gallery spaces-place, which is conveniently located above the upscale velvet roped Booty Club-Lounge (not its real name) and 3 dudes in a parked Cutlass next to where I was unlocking my bike and 2 dudes were smoking a joint and the dude in the passenger seat was, with Temptations style hand motions in play, singing along to "Prototype." He turned to his boys and said "This is my shit, this is my shit". he turned to me and said "You know, I love my gangsta shit, I am a gangsta AFICIANADO, but, you know, this is about love, this is real. Live in My Lap, that's real love shit.". I put my hand on my heart and made a little thump-thump, which is emo-sign language that I picked up at some Thursday show or soemthing, and I said "I love this record too. I like the Big Boi side a little better." Then the guy in the backseat tried to buy my bike from me."
CLIFF'S NOTES GUIDE TO THE AESTHETICS OF POPULAR CULTURE, SPECIAL ASSHAT UPDATE
"Hey, what kind of dog is that?"
"A Westie, why?"
"He's great. [Nuzzle, scratch.] You must love him."
"I do. He's the greatest dog in the worrld."
"I know, so's mine."
"What do you have?"
"A lab mix, seven years old. She's called Rocket. She's the best."
"They are, aren't they?"
MANY MEN
Our colleage at the Voice, James Hannaham, tells the story of not making the final five for Queer Eye.
October 08, 2003
WOMEN WE LOVE
After we have slept the good sleep of the just, we will rise refreshed and tell you about the life-changing experience of seeing Shania Twain tonight at Continental Airlines Arena. In the meantime, we have a piece of information that is, for the general public, more useful and exciting. Our favorite person in the world, save for family members and Ronaldo, now has a blog. Jessica Hopper is up in this yurt like a crossbeam, and you had better not cut class.
LITERARY FESTIVALS
I've never been to one, but I've always assumed it would be like this. Kinda like seeing A Mighty Wind--you've gotten it out of the way but you could have not done and lived a happy and complete life. It reminds me of CMJ--see people you can see for less money several other times during the year, in tight quarters, and for not very long. (Tech Dept.: Please use the Englishizer on that last line.)
October 07, 2003
SUPPOSED TO BE BI-WEEKLY, BUT THAT'S OPTIMISTIC
The first installment of the Mixing Desk column is up.
SHOES, FINNS, O.G. BOHEMIANS
OK, I have to take these sneakers off now, because their squeaky freshness will diminish if I keep wearing them. In fact, I don't think I will ever wear them.
This is like the discussion Chris Lee and I were having yesterday at "rehearsal." It seems that our band, The Sands, has hit a roadblock: We must write songs and play them over and over so we do not make mistakes. The getting together and playing the songs over and over seems kinda old, because we're kinda old. So, like sneakers that never taste pavement, this band could be a poster band that never plays, never delivers stupid between-song banter from the stage, never grows old, never makes a terrible seventh record. Just three perfect posters, stuck way up high on buildings to haunt Bloomberg in his sleep. I know all too well what happens when an actual band puts up actual posters. I don't want to go through that again. "What it is is illegal." (Please also buy some of our old Ui t-shirts, because we're not touring and we have huge debts to pay off, e.g.: lemon-lime fiberglass heliport in Kenya (just in case), 3000 Ui for Senate flags, RIAA payoff, etc.)
I got a package today from Finnish artist Outi Heiskanen, who I met in Finland earlier this year. She wears a small, conical white hat like a mid-level wizard and her hair is large and frizzy and white. (She ends her letter with a Xerox picture of her head, signed "Hi--it's me the baboon!") Her art is killer, a combination of dry-point, watercolor and various printing techniques. The content is like 60s children's books (Leo Lionni, Steig R.I.P., etc.) reclaiming their subconscious through Finnish mythology. (I know nothing about Finnish mythology, but she said the babies and old men are central to Finnish myth.) Her granddaughter Siiri is in a pop band called Killer, whose CD she included, along with twelve tiny yellow chicks (not real) in a plastic box. Outi says she was part of the Finnish equivalent of Fluxus. I could not understand the name of the group, so I can't really corroborate this. She has a room dedicated to Buddhism in her house, which is dark and red and very soothing to a hand-wound New York headcase. Her contribution to the Night Train exhibit at the Kiasma in Helsinki is still up. (Click on the link, go to "virtual tour" and then click on the left-most yellowy-green room when the pop window apperas. You'll be inside her tent installation and can look around with a 360 degree view.)
October 06, 2003
TOP HAT
Alerts@allhophop.com point out this is the first time in history black artists have owned the Billboard Top 10. (Haven't fact-checked this.) Interesting that black artists also have 5 of the Top 11 - 20. Xtina makes it 6, if you feel that way:
1 "Baby Boy," Beyonce Featuring Sean Paul
2 "Shake Ya Tailfeather," Nelly, P. Diddy & Murphy Lee
3 "Get Low," Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz Featuring Ying Yang Twins
4 "Right Thurr," Chingy
5 "Frontin'," Pharrell Featuring Jay-Z
6 "Damn!," YoungBloodZ Featuring Lil Jon
7 "P.I.M.P.," 50 Cent
8 "Into You," Fabolous Featuring Tamia Or Ashanti
10 "Where Is The Love?," Black Eyed Peas
11 "Unwell," matchbox twenty
12 "You & I," Santana Featuring Alex Band Or Chad Kroeger
13 "Here Without You," 3 Doors Down
14 "Crazy In Love," Beyonce Featuring Jay-Z
15 "Can't Stop, Won't Stop," Young Gunz
16 "Rain On Me," Ashanti
17 "Thoia Thoing," R. Kelly
18 "Can't Hold Us Down," Christina Aguilera Featuring Lil' Kim
19 "My Love Is Like... Wo," Mya
20 "The Remedy (I Won't Worry)," Jason Mraz
I LOVE SOMETHING
So Luke Vibert has his own "Red Hot Car" now. This means he's discovered dancing is not just for the little people, having a hit would help, or both. (He maybe noticed Junior/Senior's theory that dancing + cartoons = ka-ching, as realized by Shynola. Happy to see Shynola website updated. That was killing us, the lack of update.)
October 03, 2003
WHAT DO WE CALL TV WHEN IT'S NOT ON TV?
Short of impeachment proceedings, it’s the best thing you’ll see all year.
O, YOUTH AND VIRTUE BE NOT PALE UPON THESE HILLS
Would you like to see the promo clip for The Slits' "Earthbeat"? I would.
October 02, 2003
BEST OF 2003
SINGLES
1. Beyoncé f/Jay-Z “Crazy In Love” (Columbia)
2. The New Pornographers “The Laws Have Changed” (Matador)
3. Panjabi MC “Mundian To Bach Ke” (Sequence)
4. Deftones “Minerva” (Maverick)
5. Killer Mike “A.D.I.D.A.S” (Epic)
6. Yeah Yeah Yeahs “Maps” (Interscope)
7. R. Kelly “Ignition (Remix)” (Jive)
8. NU “Any Other Girl” (Adventures In Music)
9. Panjabi MC “Jogi” (Sequence)
10. t.a.t.u. “All The Things She Said” (Interscope)
11. Christina Aguilera “Beautiful” (Jive)
12. Outkast “Hey Ya” (Arista)
13. Cat Power “He War” (Matador)
14. Junior Boys “Birthday” (Kin)
15. Jay-Z “La La La (Excuse Me Miss)” (Roc-A-Fella/Def Jam)
16. 50 Cent “In Da Club” (Interscope)
17. Grafiti “What Is the Problem?” (Safety Pin/679)
18. Go Home Productions “Making Plans For Vinyl” (gohomeproductions.co.uk)
19. Postal Service “Such Great Heights” (Sub Pop)
20. Kelis “Milkshake (DJ Zinc remix)” (Arista)
21. Sean Paul “Like Glue” (Atlantic/VP)
22. Justin Timberlake “Cry Me A River” (Jive)
23. Nivea “Laundromat” (Jive)
24. Snoop Dogg “Beautiful” f/Pharrell and Uncle Charlie Wilson (Capitol)
25. Jay-Z, Talib, Busta “Get By (remix)” (Rawkus)
26. Go Home Productions “Shannon Stone” (gohomeproductions.co.uk)
27. Ghostface Killah f/Jadakiss “Run” (Def Jam)
28. DJ Bobo “Chihuahua” (RCA)
29. Fallacy “Big ‘n Bashy” (Virgin)
30. Missy “Pass That Dutch” (Elektra)
31. Dizzee Rascal “I Luv U” (XL)
32. Basement Jaxx f/Dizzee Rascal “Lucky Star” (XL)
33. Lamb “Sweet” (Koch)
34. Benny Benassi “Satisfaction” (Ministry of Sound)
35. Jassi Sidhu "Jaan" (Moviebox)
36. Massive Attack “Special Cases (Akufen Mix)” (Virgin)
37. Pink & William Orbit “Feel Good Time” (Columbia)
38. Go Home Productions “Ray of Gob” (gohomeproductions.co.uk)
39. Kylie “Slow” (EMI)
40. Pink “Trouble” (Arista)
41. Barbara Morgenstern “Aus Heiterem Himmel” (Monika)
42. Timbaland and Magoo f/Raje Shwari “Indian Flute” (Blackground)
43. Mary J Blige f/Method Man “Love @ 1st Sight” (Geffen)
44. Twista f/Kanye West & Jamie Foxx “Slow Jamz” (Atlantic)
45. Dido “White Flag” (Arista)
46. Johnny Cash “Hurt” (American)
47. Nodesha “Get It While It’s Hot” (AB Experience/Flyte Tyme Productions Remix) (Flyte Tyme/Arista)
48. Jay Kid “Blame It On The Boogie” (Motown)
49. Lil Jon & East Side Boyz “Get Low” (TVT)
50. The Streets “Give Me Back My Lighter” (Vice/679)
51. DJ Shadow "Walkie Talkie" (MCA)
52. A.R.E. Weapons “Don’t Be Scared” (Rough Trade)
53. Killing Joke “The Death and Resurrection Show” (Zuma/Red Ink/Epic)
54. Junior Senior “Move Your Feet” (Crunchy Frog/Atlantic)
55. Kenna “Vexed and Glorious” (Sony)
56. T. Raumschmiere “Monstertruckdriver” (Mute)
57. DJ Flexx "Ride Out" (www.thatgogo.com)
58. Travis Morrison “Sixteen Types of People” (travismorrison.com)
59. Basement Jaxx “Plug It In” (Astralwerks)
60. Erykah Badu “Danger” (Motown)
61. Fannypack “Cameltoe” (Tommy Boy)
62. Futureheads “First Day” (Fantastic UK)
ALBUMS
1. Liz Phair (Capitol)
2. Led Zeppelin How The West Was Won (Atlantic)
3. Jay-Z The Black Album (Roc-A-Fella/Def Jam)
4. Deftones (Maverick)
5. Junior Senior D-Don’t Stop The Beat (Crunchy Frog/Atlantic)
6. 50 Cent Get Rich Or Die Tryin’ (Shady/Aftermath)
7. Outkast Speakerboxxx/The Love Below (Arista)
8. Dizzee Rascal Boy In Da Corner (XL, UK)
9. Jay-Z The S. Carter Collection (no label)
10. Fountains of Wayne Welcome Interstate Managers (S-Curve/Virgin)
11. Superlongevity Three (Perlon)
12. KRS-One kristyles (Koch/In The Paint)
13. Missy Elliot This Is Not A Test (Elektra)
14. A Frames (Dragnet/S-S)
15. MU Afro Finger and Gel (Output)
16. Sean Paul Dutty Rock (VP/Atlantic)
17. Queens Of The Stone Age Songs For The Deaf (Interscope)
18. The Distillers Coral Fang (Reprise)
19. Café Tacuba Cuatro Caminos (MCA)
20. A Frames A Frames 2 (S-S)
21. Ragga Ragga Ragga! 2003 (Greensleeves)
22. Who Will Buy These Wonderful Evils? (Virgin Sweden)
23. Cat Power You Are Free (Matador)
24. Odd Nosdam No More Wig For Ohio (Anticon)
25. The New Pornographers Electric Version (RCA)
26. R. Kelly Chocolate Factory (Jive)
27. Audio Bullys Ego War (Astralwerks)
28. Soundmurderer + SK1 Rewind Records (Rewind)
29. Soundmurderer Wired For Sound (Violent Turd)
30. Kenna New Sacred Cow (Sony)
31. Deerhoof Apple O’ (5RC)
32. The Alchemist Insomnia (Alc Records)
33. Music In My Head Volume 2 (Stern’s)
34. Lucinda Williams World Without Tears (Lost Highway)
35. The Strokes Room On Fire (RCA)
36. Ricardo Villalobos Alcachofa (Playhouse)
37. Down in The Basement: Joe Bussard’s Treasure Trove of Vintage 78s (Old Hat)
38. Desi Nation (Stern’s Music)
39. Metric Old World Underground, Where Are You Now? (Everloving)
40. The White Stripes Elephant (V2)
41. Pretty Girls Make Graves The New Romance (Matador)
42. Yeah Yeah Yeahs Fever to Tell (Interscope)
43. Justin Timberlake Justified (Jive)
44. DJ Enuff & Timbaland present Bubba Sparxxx & The Mudd Katz New South: The Album B4 The Album (RPM/Heavy Hitters/Beat Club)
45. Tribalistas (Blue Note)
46. King Sunny Ade Best of The Classic Years (Shanachie)
47. Ui Answers (Southern)
48. Pink Try This (Arista)
49. Rage Against The Machine Live At The Grand Olympic Auditorium (Epic)
50. Basement Jaxx Kish Kash (XL)
51. Dis-Jointed: 10 Heavy Duty Sure Shot Selections (Dis-Joint)
52. Ellen Allien Berlinette (Bpitch Control)
53. Panjabi MC Beware (Sequence)
54. Vells Vells EP (Lucky Horse Industries)
55. Coldplay A Rush of Blood To The Head (Capitol)
56. David Sylvain Blemish (Samadhi)
57. Bettie Serveert Log 22 (Palomine)
58. Freeway Philadelphia Freeway (Roc-A-Fella)
59. Watch How The People Dancing (Honest Jon’s)
60. Atmosphere Seven’s Travels (Rhymesayers/Epitaph)
61. Death Cab For Cutie Transatlanticism (Barsuk)
62. Ekkehard Ehlers Politik braucht keinen Feind (Staubgold)
63. The Angels of Light Everything Is Good Here/Please Come Home (Young God)
64. Fiery Furnaces Gallowsbird’s Bark (Rough Trade)
65. Bubba Sparxxx Deliverance (Beat Club/Interscope)
66. Timbaland and Magoo Under Construction Part II (Blackground/Universal)
67. The Books The Lemon of Pink (Tomlab)
68. Ying Yang Twins Me & My Brothers (TVT)
69. Nebula Atomic Ritual (Liquor and Poker Music)
70. Gidigidi Majimaji Unbwogable EP (A’mish)
71. The Bad Plus These Are The Vistas (Columbia)
72. Steve Marcus Tomorrow Never Knows (Water)
73. Robbie Williams Escapology (Chrysalis/EMI UK)
74. Lightning Bolt Wonderful Rainbow (Load)
75. Anthony Hamilton Comin’ From Where I’m From (So So Def)
76. Diverse One A.M. (Chocolate Industries)
77. Mr. Dibbs The 30th Hour
78. Thermals More Parts Per Million (Sub Pop)
79. Dopplereffekt Linear Accelerator (Gigolo)
80. Soul Position 8 Million Stories (Rhymesayers/Fat Beats)
81. Viktor Vaughn Vaudeville Villain (Sound Ink)
82. Nick Cave and Bad Seeds Nocturama (Anti)
83. Johnny Cash American IV: The Man Comes Around (American)
84. Lickgoldensky The Beautiful Sounds of Lickgoldensky (Escape Artist)
85. Nick Forte Pasted Lakes (Schematic)
86. Television Live At The Old Waldorf (Rhino)
87. Rema-Rema Wheel In The Roses (4AD)
MIXES BY P SHERBURNE
Philip Sherburne has a new mix up at Beta Lounge. It is almost as good as his Picadub mix from earlier this year, which would be the mix CD of the year if it wasn't available only in Der Freundchen Schlossinger, or wherever the fuck it's from. (You need to appreciate little click crabwalk boogie music to fully enjoy yourself, but who doesn't?)