Saturday, October 21, 2006
Weekend update
Today I will cover two such items. Afterwards I will resume my regularly scheduled sloth:
The Beefy/Snyder track that I mentioned in my previous post has made its way to Song Fight!, and I humbly suggest that you all vote for it in this round. As a rule, nerdcore generally triumphs in confrontations such as this, but don’t simply trust the outcome to the fates. For many of you this is, perhaps, the only vote that you’ll have the opportunity to cast that actually counts for something. Don’t squander.
Let me preface this next item by saying that I’ve never been one to root for the home team. I seldom let geographic proximity influence which pony I pick. Both Beefy and DJ Snyder, for example, live a fuck-zillion miles away in the hinterlands of Ye Olde West Coast, but I give them mad love because they deserve it.
Still, since the Carolinas have no nerdcore of which to speak; I do have a vested interest in my brothers and sisters from the state of Florida. In addition to being very talented they are also completely fucking insane, as demonstrated through the following clip. Observe as MC Wreckshin and Fanatical shoot an impromptu video for a cover of Mindless Self Indulgence’s “Faggot” in a local Wal-Mart. Pay close attention to their balls, which are apparently huge and made of cast-iron. (Oh, and Fanatical’s are figurative, not hidden beneath her Rainbow Brite dress.)
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Nerd news in brief
- This weekend, Optimus Rhyme and MC Frontalot begin their fall mini-tour. This is, of course, not to be confused with the dreaded "Fall Minotaur." The former takes place in Cambridge MA, NYC, and DC and features Shael Riley and Doug Powell. The latter roams the wilds of northwestern Washington state and eats children.
- Beefy and DJ Snyder have once again joined forces in the name of a Song Fight! The track is a triumph of awesomeness. Don’t believe me? See (hear) for yourself!
- This month marked the notable death of an American rock ‘n’ roll landmark. CBGBs, legendary Bowery rock ‘n’ roll club, closed its doors for real on the 15th. This should disturb you not merely as music lovers but also as nerds, as geeky art-rockers Talking Heads cut their teeth at the venue.
- Another unfortunate passing this month is that of video game developer Clover Studios. Last week it was announced that Capcom will completely dissolve the studio early next year.
- Good news for the non-athletes among us: it appears as though our ranks will swell in future generations, as age-old playground activities are being banned from schools nation-wide. This shouldn’t be a problem, as American youth are renowned for their level of physical activity and svelte physiques.
- And lastly, in case you missed it, here’s last Friday’s Foxtrot comic. It is of particular relevance to our people:
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Radio Free Hipster Ep. 9: It Was a Dork and Stormy Night
Z’s 1st Interlude: “I doubt it’ll take.”
That’s it for the Halloween Crap-tacular. I hope you had at least half as much fun listening to it as I did putting it together. A quarter of the fun? Fuck it! I hope that listening to this podcast did not cause you physical pain and bowel incontinence. Sometimes it pays to aim low. Feel free to share your thoughts, song suggestions, and costume ideas. Have a safe, enjoyable, and liquor-soaked Halloween, everybody!
Monday, October 16, 2006
When life gives you turds
Never one to let her objections go unnoticed, MC Router was at the forefront of those who most fervently criticized the piece. And now, some four months later, Router has elected to restate her arguments in verse.
I downloaded “Unwired” from her MySpace and listened to it a few times. I immediately liked it, but there was something about it that struck me as – to pin a name on it – odd. The fact that, rather than working solely with her 1GB band-mate Tbyte, Router had chosen another pair of coconspirators was interesting, but certainly not unheard of. And even the fact that this duo consisted of Beefy and Benjamin Bear, artists who have exchanged unfriendly words on a number of occasions, was fascinating in itself, but still not the true peculiarity of the song.It wasn’t until my fifth or sixth listen that I realized what was so amazing about the track had less to do with who made it and more to do with what was made.
In the end, it’s the fact that this song is a high-water mark for all the artists involved that speaks to me. It’s that irritation and disappointment and, yes, maybe even a little egotism are so sharply honed that makes me, as a listener, take note. Rather than continue simply complaining about something they disliked, each of these three musicians harnessed their emotions into song, because that’s what they do best, and I commend them all.
For me, at least, this song stands out as a prime example of not only harnessing one’s feelings into music, but of taking a negative and making out of it something remarkable.