Song of the Day: Psychedelic Furs - “Get a Room” (live)
KROQ played this bootleg version on-air back in 1991 and I taped it on a cassette; now totally worn out. I am amazed to have found it again, as this version has so much more tension and weight than the album recording. The piano lines in this recording are the spine and the bowed bass strings are the heart.
monkeywrench sound labs
really simple. great music, songs, and sound.
very few words. no reviews or analysis. sometimes lyrics.
the point is to spend your time listening, not reading.
In 2007 I made a DJ mix for Winter. It doesn’t really get cold in L.A., and I wanted to try to capture what cold sounds like. Here it is, free for you and presented as one continuous track:
http://monkeywrenchsoundlabs.com/sound/wintermixtape2007/winter_mix_tape_web.mp3
(Right click the link above and “Save as” to download it)
Song of the day: Wugazi - “Suicide Surprise”
Full album download available here: http://wugazi.tumblr.com/post/7565984457/up-from-the-13th
Song of the Day: Muse - “Resistance”
For all participating in the Occupy Movement in Los Angeles and everywhere else.
Day One Los Angeles: http://occupyla.org/
Is our secret safe tonight
and are we out of sight
Or will our world come tumbling down?
Will they find our hiding place
is this our last embrace
or will the walls start caving in?
It could be wrong, could be wrong, but it should have been right
It could be wrong, could be wrong, to let our hearts ignite
It could be wrong, could be wrong, are we digging a hole?
It could be wrong, could be wrong, this is out of control
It could be wrong, could be wrong, it can never last
It could be wrong, could be wrong, must erase it fast
It could be wrong, could be wrong, but it should have been right
It could be wrong could be….
Love is our resistance
They’ll keep us apart and they wont to stop breaking us down
Hold me
our lips must always be sealed
If we live a life in fear
I’ll wait a thousand years
just to see you smile again
Kill your prayers for love and peace
You’ll wake the thought police
we can’t hide the truth inside
It could be wrong, could be wrong, but it should have been right
It could be wrong, could be wrong, to let our hearts ignite
It could be wrong, could be wrong, are we digging a hole?
It could be wrong, could be wrong, this is out of control
It could be wrong, could be wrong, it can never last
It could be wrong, could be wrong, must erase it fast
It could be wrong, could be wrong, but it should have been right
It could be wrong could be….
Love is our resistance
They’ll keep us apart and they wont to stop breaking us down
Hold me
our lips must always be sealed
The night has reached it’s end
We can’t pretend
We must run
We must run
Its time to run
Take us away from here
Protect us from further harm
Resistance
Song of the Day: Hans Zimmer - “Time”
selected from the Inception Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
Song of the Day: Nicki Minaj - “Did It On ‘Em”
*the last line of this rap blows my fucking mind. what a stretch…
Shitted on ‘em, man I just shitted on ‘em
Shitted on ‘em, put yo’ number two’s in the air if you did it on ‘em
All these bitches is my sons
and I’ma go and get some bibs for ‘em
a couple formulas, little pretty lids on ‘em
If i had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on ‘em
Let me shake it off
I just signed a couple deals i might break you off
and we ain’t making up I don’t need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
This stone is flawless F1
I keep shooters up top in the F1
a lot of bitches beggin’ me to eff one
but I’ma eat them rap bitches when the chef come
Throw some fresh one’s
more talent in my mu’fuckin left thumb
she ain’t a Nicki fan then the bitch def dumb
you ain’t my son you my muthafuckin step-son
All these bitches is my sons
and I ain’t talking ‘bout Phoenix
bitch I get money so I do’s what i pleases
I live where the muthafuckin pools and the trees is
broke bitches so crusty (disgust me)
gave the bitch a ride got the Continental dusty
trust me I keep a couple hundred in the duff’ b
couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me (EW)
Im the terminator bitch talk slick I’ma have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
you my seed I spray you with germinator
Move back bugs matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used the be here but now you gone Nair
