Showing posts with label junkbox again. Show all posts
Showing posts with label junkbox again. Show all posts

Thursday, 8 July 2010

Orange vs Red Fury vs Insidious Junkbox 22

Evening, chums!

In this new atmosphere of amnesiac interpretation of global sporting events, I present a tardy entry into the sloppily-recording school of podcasting, Insidious Junkbox 22: 22 Dragons On My Shirt.

The tracklisiting is something like this:

The Jesus And Mary Chain - Reverence
LCD Soundsystem - Drunk Girls
Ganglians - Candy Girl
Meat Beat Manifesto - She's Unreal
White Hinterland - Huron
Ulrich Schnauss - On My Own
Comet Gain - Thee eager Younger Fraternity Bomp
Love Is All - Kungen
Young Marble Giants - Choci Loni
Crysal Castles - Birds
Filthy Pedro & The Carthiginians - Gilgamesh/Dolphins of Rotherham
King Tubby - Hijack The Barber
The Scientist - The Fly (classic hardcore from Kickin' Records, c 1991)
Tamikrest - Tamiditine

So many of my tiny little crackly brain cells have been absorbed in the World Cup. in wedding plans and in my attempts to scratch out a living in a customer care call centre that it's been almost three months since my last podcast. Were I less honest and more delusional than I am, I would solemnly swear that it shall not be so long before "Junkbox 23: Revenge of the Skidoo" opens a can of Whup-Ear. But who would be fooled?

May the road rise up to meet you, and your gorge swell as best required.

Yours in Christ

Your pal, Coc x

Thursday, 15 April 2010

Insidious Junkbox XXI - Whither the Digital Economy?

Greetings, mud-watchers.

As usual, I'm writing this while trying to think about two other things: Charlie Brooker's new TV programme and simultaneous haircut, and the inevitable dawning of another day at work. I've had a day off today, which I've typically not made anything like the most of. Whinge, whinge. But I HAVE done another Junkbox. One strangely rutted in the year 2008. I'm nostalgic to the sinew and no mistake.

So, Junkbox XXI, which inspired by Dave C's TV appearance on ITV this evening, I seem to have called "I Hate Tories". Normally I try to keep the air-bubbles of hatred out of my bloodstream in order to avoid juddering death, but I was under pressure to name the MP3 and it just blurted out. Unless I'm discussing the party arrangements for the day Thatcher finally fucks off from the face of the earth on her way under it, then I really annoy Lw and feel like a blackened stump of a human figurine.

INSIDIOUS JUNKBOX XXI

1. Primal Scream - Higher Than The Sun (Higher Than The Orb Mix)
2. Rusko - Cockney Thug (Caspa Mix)
3. Crocodiles - Neon Jesus
4. Clor - Love + Pain
5. Archie Bronson Outfit - Shark's Tooth
6. Asiko - Lagos City
7. Gil Scott Heron - New York Is Killing Me
8. Talking Heads - Pulled Up
9. High Wolf - Tropical Rain Washed My Brain
10. Wolf People - October Fires
11. Cults - Go Outside
12. Shitmat - Clash And Carry (Old Socks Mix)

Download it from the titley bit that should be a different colour. Next time, fewer tunes from 2008 that I hadn't heard until very recently. Maybe some LCD Soundsystem.

I keep thinking that I'll do one that I just let my iPod pick the tunes. Could be disastrous.

And next time, a bit more of an effort with the descriptive words. Something about buttery udders or porcelain battleships or something.

Your pal, Coc x