The mysterious podcast
Mar. 2nd, 2008 03:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
imomusI've made it insanely for you -- in the words of Xiu Xiu, "to tweak your cheeks discreetly, to insist on concession". The mysterious podcast.
The Mysterious Podcast (43.1 MB stereo mp3 file, 47 mins)
If I don't explain what you want to know, you can ask me all about it when we meet... below.
The Mysterious Podcast (43.1 MB stereo mp3 file, 47 mins)
If I don't explain what you want to know, you can ask me all about it when we meet... below.
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thanks momus...
Date: 2008-03-02 02:59 pm (UTC)Re: thanks momus...
Date: 2008-03-02 03:09 pm (UTC)What's that song
Date: 2008-03-02 11:55 pm (UTC)The one with the erie constant tone and the dark music-box synth where a woman just say something like
w...i...t...p...c
that I would say is reminiscent or world's end girlfriend though less complex and more sesame street.
It may even be the one you spoke of in your description above, or similar to. Maybe not.
Anyway, that's the one... who did it?
Re: What's that song
Date: 2008-03-03 05:16 am (UTC)Re: thanks momus...
Date: 2008-03-02 11:59 pm (UTC)Re: thanks momus...
Date: 2008-03-03 05:17 am (UTC)Re: thanks momus...
Date: 2008-03-20 01:13 pm (UTC)sunday blog posts
Date: 2008-03-02 03:12 pm (UTC)wewillbecome.com
Thank you for the podcast
Date: 2008-03-02 03:27 pm (UTC)Thank you for the wonderful podcast. Wonder if you can give the tracklist on this site.
I'm from Russia, Moscow and I was at your concert few years ago.
If you have time can you please give a quick listen to my tunes. Vocals and music by me. They are very short. And there are only 3 of them.
I'm sending the sendspace.com link to my songs to your e-mail. So it will not look like a promotion of my silly songs on your lovely page :-)
Fedor Fedorovich
P.S. I'm really intereseted in your resposne for the tunes.
fedorfedorovich (@) mail.ru or foodplastic (@) hotmail.com
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Date: 2008-03-02 04:30 pm (UTC)Re: .
Date: 2008-03-02 04:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-02 05:01 pm (UTC)I'm actually quite enjoying not knowing what all of this is, it reminds me of listening to late night radio a few years ago. I've still got a couple tracks with no titles nor artists nor explanations, but most of those sort of gaps have been filled by desperate research and the power of google. One song that I assumed to be Japanese drum and bass, turned out to be some sort of american breakcore producer doing his thing. O' the pleasure of not knowing!
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Date: 2008-03-02 05:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-02 05:51 pm (UTC)That thin, digitalized crack vinyl loop towards the end -- I know full well where I've heard that before, but I've no idea how it got mixed up with all the percussion and acoustic instruments... do tell!
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Date: 2008-03-02 05:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-03 05:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-02 06:00 pm (UTC)random psycho responcey
Date: 2008-03-02 07:19 pm (UTC)2.momus remake scary
3.hilter
4.post millenium treason
5red lane,,
casio woman
shuffling aboot detuning sixy voice
hamas options never give you up
am scared its a night mare american south seas clipper abandon wild wonder
on and no hanging off tenter hooks.....my muslim love your aroma
and the pace is jist right for a long stroll finding bearings making life seem not so bad....ivor fucking cutler jammy smears approached egg and now its the courts of spain the inquishtion....barock is it matmos the english civil war is just round the corner this time the royals all die show boating fuckers....aaarrrgh that sounds like snow patrol coke headed sados ...bass player was so nice they sacked him....spazzy dubby will sax every be sexy again...fuck the korgis there gettin it too.....cliff walking in paradise i love this i love cliff...tears tears for those memories..i cant take it....summer holiday in cambodia..send william to the west bank....motown shit have you been going to ... you need to stay in more...northern soul...devon sproule..nice mid west decay cunt bronski wife beater,,veinna....harpsicord..easy brakes santa lucia
mushroom break down cartoon animal dying steamy slow death china man got the best plan...shes missing her man be kind be gentle he misses her more...now there sending harry to the moon...john williams bombs
Re: random psycho responcey
Date: 2008-03-02 10:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-02 10:55 pm (UTC)That's Charles Laughton narrating the plot of "Night of the Hunter" on the soundtrack LP. With the end-credits song from "The Science of Sleep" mashed in underneath!
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Date: 2008-03-03 12:22 am (UTC)Some lovely things here.
I'm tempted to ask the origin of some of the items, but rather like the fact that I don't know what they are. Makes them easier to listen to as noise, rather than noise by...
Ignorance is, sometimes, bliss.
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Date: 2008-03-02 07:05 pm (UTC)ravening wolves vs. spooky shaman
Date: 2008-03-02 07:27 pm (UTC)Somewhere I recalled reading that the best place to hide a leaf is in a forest.
Date: 2008-03-02 09:10 pm (UTC)“I suppose the hardest thing is to convince anybody that 0 plus 0 plus 0 = 0. Men believe the oddest things if they are in a series; that is why Macbeth believed the three words of the three witches; though the first was something he knew himself; and the last something he could only bring about himself.”
*I saw the teeming sea; I saw daybreak and nightfall; I saw the multitudes of America; I saw a silvery cobweb in the center of a black pyramid; I saw a splintered labyrinth (it was London); I saw, close up, unending eyes watching themselves in me as in a mirror; I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me; I saw in a backyard of Soler Street the same tiles that thirty years before I'd seen in the entrance of a house in Fray Bentos; I saw bunches of grapes, snow, tobacco, lodes of metal, steam; I saw convex equatorial deserts and each one of their grains of sand; I saw a woman in Inverness whom I shall never forget; I saw her tangled hair, her tall figure, I saw the cancer in her breast; I saw a ring of baked mud in a sidewalk, where before there had been a tree; I saw a summer house in Adrogué and a copy of the first English translation of Pliny -- Philemon Holland's -- and all at the same time saw each letter on each page (as a boy, I used to marvel that the letters in a closed book did not get scrambled and lost overnight); I saw a sunset in Querétaro that seemed to reflect the colour of a rose in Bengal; I saw my empty bedroom; I saw in a closet in Alkmaar a terrestrial globe between two mirrors that multiplied it endlessly; I saw horses with flowing manes on a shore of the Caspian Sea at dawn; I saw the delicate bone structure of a hand; I saw the survivors of a battle sending out picture postcards; I saw in a showcase in Mirzapur a pack of Spanish playing cards; I saw the slanting shadows of ferns on a greenhouse floor; I saw tigers, pistons, bison, tides, and armies; I saw all the ants on the planet; I saw a Persian astrolabe; I saw in the drawer of a writing table (and the handwriting made me tremble) unbelievable, obscene, detailed letters, which Beatriz had written to Carlos Argentino; I saw a monument I worshipped in the Chacarita cemetery; I saw the rotted dust and bones that had once deliciously been Beatriz Viterbo; I saw the circulation of my own dark blood; I saw the coupling of love and the modification of death; I saw the Aleph from every point and angle, and in the Aleph I saw the earth and in the earth the Aleph and in the Aleph the earth; I saw my own face and my own bowels; I saw your face; and I felt dizzy and wept, for my eyes had seen that secret and conjectured object whose name is common to all men but which no man has looked upon -- the unimaginable universe.
I felt infinite wonder, infinite pity.
Re: Somewhere I recalled reading that the best place to hide a leaf is in a forest.
Date: 2008-03-03 05:12 am (UTC)Re: Somewhere I recalled reading that the best place to hide a leaf is in a forest.
Date: 2008-03-03 08:03 pm (UTC)"First a glass of pseudo-cognac," he ordered, "and then down you dive into the cellar. Let me warn you, you'll have to lie flat on your back. Total darkness, total immobility, and a certain ocular adjustment will also be necessary. From the floor, you must focus your eyes on the nineteenth step. Once I leave you, I'll lower the trapdoor and you'll be quite alone. You needn't fear the rodents very much -- though I know you will. In a minute or two, you'll see the Aleph -- the microcosm of the alchemists and Kabbalists, our true proverbial friend, the multum in parvo!"
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Date: 2008-03-02 09:25 pm (UTC)http://www.ubu.com/sound/oswald.html
I'm surprised you haven't written about John Oswald before (to my knowledge).
for anyone who's interested: http://www.mediafire.com/?mwfzcj35xvr
Also, what's the musique concrete-ish sounding thing after the german one about 1/5 of the way in? It doesn't last very long before the slinky rap-type thing comes in (Tricky?), but then it seems to come on again at the end of the rap, over the top. Or maybe it's just something similar and I'm remembering the first m.c. doodle falsely.
Or, maybe the better question to ask is: why did you border the rap with this piece?
[Oh, and I'm late on the past few days' censorship, but perhaps it would interest you to know that facebook threatened to ban me over a nude picture I posted of you in a group I started there http://uchicago.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2228133160 . Uncomfortable with the wielding of power, I let the picture go, leaving the total picture count to a sadly unbalanced 7.]
(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-02 10:33 pm (UTC)I've just heard the Radio Radio special on ubu.com about John Oswald. The concept wasn't inspired by him.
Our kindly friend
Date: 2008-03-02 10:46 pm (UTC)A little surprised at the lack of response to it however, the post-subject to response ratio is always intriguing.
Shadowshark's post brings up the topic of blog censorship; a little late in the day but I wonder which blog hosts are the most censorious or - more to the point - the most puritanically censorious.
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Date: 2008-03-03 02:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-03 05:01 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-03 02:59 am (UTC)i liked how naturally filtered and muffled it sounded.
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Date: 2008-03-03 07:32 am (UTC)Enya
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Date: 2008-03-03 08:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-03 01:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-03 07:19 pm (UTC)Wonderful. Thx.
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Date: 2008-03-03 09:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-04 12:11 am (UTC)Artist: Lamg Yu-xiu
Album: Shanghai Lounge Divas
nice Xiu Xiu reference!
Date: 2008-03-03 11:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-03-04 02:51 am (UTC)Mysterious you...
Date: 2008-03-06 04:07 pm (UTC)And tracklist? We don't need no stinking tracklist...don't get me started on the folly of tracklists
too-raa-loo-raa,
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Date: 2008-03-13 07:21 pm (UTC)i love your podcast... and who can not have a huge crush on xiu xiu right now? i know i can't. i want to know about the song with the koto and the whispery woman. 'kisses, ribbons?' she says.
so eerie and magical.
you are my hero for many reasons,
the best,
T