ghost writers in the sky

So, better late than never, this is a post containing a podcast of our totally amazing fleetfm radio show dating waay back to the 11th of the fifth (at the time, I thought it was going to be the last show-it was actually the penultimate one- (o.k. hold on, while I remember I just have to tangent here, and launch a parenthesis within parentheses. “penultimate”, is a word so commonly misused that it bugs the living SHIT out of me. For some reason people think that instead of meaning “second to last”, WHICH IT DOES,  that it means “super-ultimate”, or like,”uber-uber” which is so annoying cos it MAKES IT A REDUNDANT WORD FOR STARTERS, AND SECONDLY, YOU’RE WRONG!! Anyway, sorry, carry on) so it tends toward the mawkish and sentimental at times). You can stream it, or you can also download it to your exciting, modern digital storage and playback device (perhaps even your mobile telephone). You cannot hold it in your hands, however.

The probably incomplete playlist is as follows:

• M.G.M.T- kids
• The Beach boys- god only knows (which goes out to my Naz)
• Elvis Aaron Presley- a little less conversation (emerging unscathed from it’s regrettable fling with a sports shoe company’s advertisements)
• of Montreal- the pimps are simpering (these guys are just amazing, they manage to sound different and better on every new song of theirs that I hear)
• the Kinks- apeman  “I’ll be your tarzan, you be my jane, I’ll keep you warm and you keep me sane, we’ll live in a tree and eat bananas all day…”
• VOM!!- I’m in love with your mom
• Ginuwine- PONY
• Holy Fuck- Lovely Allen
• The Smell Of Napalm News and weather, with you host Signore T-bor
• The Velvet underground- I found a reason (goes out to Kathryn)
• Ghostface Killah- Charlie Brown (It’s new and it rocks ass)
• The Ink spots- If I didn’t care
• Weezer- The greatest man that ever lived (taken from the forthcoming untitled album. I read someone somewhere  describing this track as the college radio Bohemian Rhapsody, and that doesn’t even begin to do it justice. Rivers Cuomo is a nerdy little genius. Speaking of which:)
• M.C. chris- Wii’d
• Brother Ali- Uncle sam god dammn
• Mr Oizo- Z
• The coasters- Down in Mexico
• D.J. Earworm- over the confluence of giants (another monumental achievement)
• Dizzee Rascal and U.G.K- where da G’z?
• The White stripes- I’m finding it harder to be a gentleman                                                                         of montreal
• Jonathon Richman- springtime in new york
• M.IA.- paper planes (D.f.a. remix)
• Jay-Z and R.Kelly- Pussy
• Willie Nelson and George Jones- I gotta get drunk
• Timbaland- the way I are (crookers rmx)
• Eagles of death metal- Miss Alyssa
• Steve Miller band- abracadabra
• David Bowie- rebel rebel (soulwax edit)
• Brother Ali- walking away
•  AC/DC- RIDE ON

So, if any of these tracks really rock your world,  you wanna own them as seperate mp3’s, rather than seamlessly mixed together, and you’re a bit strapped for cash, you can always go to the hype machine and do a search for them (you’ll probably be in luck).  Otherwise, here’s the show!

 

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Cheers everybody, I’m off to bed now.

casio :: May.23.2008 :: Uncategorized, music, podcast, radio, rant :: No Comments »

yes, that’s right. They are making one. see the proof here.

casio :: May.18.2008 :: comics, hilarious shit, movies, music :: No Comments »

 

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Sorry there’s no track listing for this one- in all the excitement I left behind the piece of paper I was writing songs down on (that’s my problem right there I guess- i used PAPER and a PEN. it’s that olskool type buzz)
Rest assured we played some awesome shit, including a brand new WEEZER song, pork n’ beans, off their forthcoming album, a cover of ‘exit music (for a film)’ by Radiohead performed by Vampire Weekend, who I am still not sick of, and a whole bunch of other new stuff, including the by now almost obligatory MGMT song (shit they’re great), M83, Chromatics, Of Montreal, The Knife, Blikk Fang (who are one guy from MGMT and one guy from the almost universally ubiquitous Of Montreal, and they cover ‘where eagles dare’ by the Misfits! How Kool is that? you can download it -legally and for free-here), New Ying-Yang twins, the Holy Fuck entry into the radiohead ‘nude’ remix competition, (download all the entries here), the Glamour, and Bow Wow Wow-I Want Candy (the Kevin Shields remix!!!). There was a themed triple play, with a song each by Fucked Up, Holy Fuck, and Fuck Buttons, T-Bor did his regular, extremely popular weird sex newsbreaks (he is now a weekly feature), Mnaz said very little, and just brooded with all the rage he feels deep inside, I talked way too much rubbish about movies and comics and whatever else popped into my head, and we generally had a brilliant sunday morning, smokin cigrets, playin totall bad-ass tunes and talking shit. What are you waiting for? Get listening!!!11!!

casio :: Apr.22.2008 :: mp3, music, podcast, radio :: No Comments »

 I deleted my older blog earlier tonight, and trashed everything I had written on it, except for this one piece, which I find endearing in some way, so I thought I’d re-post it here for posterity. It’s totally out of date, but whatevs, rite?Thursday, December 13, 2007…so I ended up going to see Midnight Juggernauts and Pig Out ! playing in britomart square last night. It was a promotional free (phew!) all-ages gig organised by some energy drink or something, and was New Zealand’s first chance to evaluate the juggernauts as a live band ‘cos that’s what they really want to be. Emerging out of a veritable shit-blizzard of circle-jerking internet hype they strode gamely on stage to face a largely underwhelmed crowd of spotty nu-rave/emo crossover kids jacked up on free energy drinks, and proceeded to, well, underwhelm.
Britomart square is the public face of Auckland city’s grand folly- the central public transport hub. Beneath it is the eye-wateringly expensive Britomart transport centre, where tardy and woefully antiquated trains disgorge dribs and drabs of disillusioned commuters into downtown Auckland. Built a couple of years ago, the place is, admittedly, rather magnificent- a confection of gleaming chrome escalators rising through modernist glasshouses- but the whole thing has been completely under-utilised by a public that refuses to be herded through an infuriating and draconian public-transport system that fails to adequately transport the public, and seems to lack any notion of what being a system involves. The commuters would much rather clog the motorways, thanks. Here in N.Z we like CARS.
So, in this gleaming showplace for a hopelessly antiquated ‘future’, we are given The Midnight Juggernauts, blogged far and wide as the next big thing, and offering up tired 1980’s synth-pop pastiche with faux-kraftwerk flourishes driven by a krautrocky ‘band’ aesthetic. All rather appropriate really. For three skinny hipster fags with scraggly justice-beards they certainly make a kinda big sound with stadium ambitions, but the weak indie vocals, and general cheap half assedness of their whole deal let me down considerably. I was all ready to like them on the merits of ‘Tombstone’, which I loved when it came out, and.. um… that they’re australian (?) (ok so I liked the video  for ‘into the galaxy’), but I was disappointed that Tombstone was by far the strongest track they played, and everything else sounded like a muddy bunch of arse. The Midnight Juggernauts came across not as a bunch of inspired futurists, but as a tired pastiche of everything that’s supposed to be cool right now, and as such, left a bad taste in my mouth (”other people who bought soulwax also bought the midnight juggernauts”). Oh yeah, and the singer kept shouting “Hey Auckland!, how you feeling out there?”, which made me want to throw the beer bottle I was trying to hide from the overzealous security monsters at him.

 pig out!
The gig’s saving grace was Pig Out!, our local indie/rave/techno mutant superheroes who have a huge amount of fun with a small amount of equipment. They’re a four-piece, some of whom are former members of recent DFA signings The Shocking Pinks , and they hark back to the early nineties Hacienda  scene with their endearingly garagey mash-up of flowered up and minimal chicago tech-house, which seems tailor-made to appeal to dancing Stevie. Unfortunately, as the picture shows, they were made to play while it was still light, which really didn’t help their cause much. Pig out are a proper rave band, far more suited to a grimy warehouse party at four a.m than a gig or a nightclub. They do have an album out, called club poems , which, in my opinion, isn’t as great as it could’ve been, although their newer recordings, I am assured, are set to rectify this. They have played quite a lot locally, so, of course we’re losing them overseas soon, where I’m sure the sweet-asm they generate with their epic live set will rock a few parties. They’re doing England and Europe in January, and I hope they blow up over there, because they’re nice people and hugely enjoyable to shuffle around drunkenly to.

I am not currently permitted to post the mp3’s that accompany this article on this site (boo!) but theres lots of Pig Out! stuff available on their myspace page here

casio :: Apr.08.2008 :: architecture, gig review, music, rant :: No Comments »

http://audio.substep.com/fleetfm/smellofnapalm060408.mp3

 Holy Fuck- Lovely Allen
Chromatics- Running up that hill
Radiohead- killer cars
Girl Talk- smash your head
Holy Fuck- the pulse
John Lennon and the dirty mac- Yer blues
The Velvet Underground- I found a reason
Otis Redding- Try a little tenderness
PRGzz- ‘Bama get money (diplo rmx)
Naughty by Nature- Everything’s gonna be alright
MGMT- electric feel
Ladytron- Black cat
Soul Coughing- casiotone nation
Justice- D.V.N.O (justice rmx)
Eddie Floyd- good love/bad love
Ruby Suns- morning sun
MOtley Crue- Dr Feelgood
Kate Nash- Dickhead
White Stripes- Jolene
AC/DC- ride on
Edwin Birdsong- cola bottle baby
Dave dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick and Titch- Hold tight
Link Wray (??)- Batman theme
The Ramones- Sheena is a punk rocker
Girl Talk- Cleveland shake
Mc Chris- the tussin
M.I.A- 10 dollar (poj’s cut price rmx)
Vampire Weekend- Bryn
Dizzee Rascal/New order- blue monday

 

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casio :: Apr.06.2008 :: music, podcast, radio :: No Comments »

uhh.. ok. Hi everyone. This here’s the first (kindof a test) entry for my blog on our new and improved super Fleetfm site. My name is Casio, and I do a show called ‘the smell of napalm’ on fleet on sunday mornings between 10 and 12 with my dear friend Mnaz, and our hilarious newsreader T-bor(alis). This blog will hopefully serve as a repository for music, culture, political, and , of course, comicbook related issues that I can’t rant enough about on the show owing to constraints of time and taste. Hopefully there’s enough interesting shit going on in my head to provide the hungry wordpress with regular content (there usually is) …and we’re all desperate for content right? That’s what modern life is all about- navigating the polluted waters of the piratebay, salvaging meaningful infobits, avoiding the shoals of boredom, and skirting the patrolships of our crapulent corporate overmasters- just in order to avoid having to dwell on anything.

And to that end.. For those of you nerdy enough to be fans of MC Chris, the brooklyn-based rapper whose lyrical preoccupations are generally zombies, star wars, comics, weed, and other beloved geek tropes, there’s a new track up and available for download at his myspace page, and also playable at youtube, which gleefully and totally illegally samples large chunks from Danny Elfman’s score from Tim Burton’s (arguably) best film.

 (sigh…winona in the 90’s)

Mc Chris is pretty much the future of hip hop, imho, and rocks his white and nerdy steez with the kind of balls-out fuck-you insouciance that lesser Mcs bring to their tired Drugs and guns bullshit (has anyone anywhere even seen a pimp in the last ten years?). While the new beetlejuice track isn’t the greatest thing he’s ever done (that would be: ‘toothpick spliffs’ or ‘Fett’s Vette’), it’s a great taster for his new album, which came out on April the first.

The following lyrics were posted by MC himself on the MC Chris forums and YouTube.

im deathly pale bad breath bad teeth
hate the sand and the sun never see me at the beach
i’ll stick with goth chicks transfixed on death
that wear black britches i insist on nice breasts

i sleep in a grave lived through the black plague
actually that’s all my fault but dont wiki that k?
green hair downstairs boogers farts and phlegm
that’s my stock in trade see me startin trends

black and white striped suit or a blood red tux
got jack on my hat in japan it’s a must

i can change shapes do pranks and disguises
bioexorcist im the best in a cirisis

parents wanted me to clean up like my brother
boss used to say i didnt work well with others
now im independent and my methods are effective
say my name three times if you want to get connected

beetlejuice beetlejuice one two three
i like a little lady name lydia deetz
her demeanor is depressed i confess that’s sweet
dont try to deny she’s my bride to be

hey kmart shoppers there’s a sale on my services
im here to help there’s no need for your nervousness
i’ll eat what u wanna eat swallow what u say
relieve you of your living that are ruining your day

have you read the handbook for the recently deceased
it’s too thick like my dick when i think of little deetz
she’s the key to my release from this model existence
coffin lining’s confining and i want out this instant

me and the dragster of doom we’re the baddest of dudes
we hit the inferno room where the ladies get nude
but we’re eternally screwed so i become a bridegroom
and get lovely lydia to lip synch an i do

i must move the maitlands out of my way
give’m zipperlips pitch a plate on their face
say hello to hammer hands say goodbye to goulet
and then off to fla where my review drew raves

shrimp glove face plant
we like cassettes not 8 track
clown face much like
the one you’ll see in dark knight
being dead kinda sucks
the afterlife’s no fun to us
im the name that people trust
the juice that comes from beetleguts                                                                                   awesome.

casio :: Apr.02.2008 :: music :: No Comments »