The Great Red Shark

Key To Happiness//not working

2009-11-13T16:43:00.002Z

hazy autumn, you trickster//Inside The Weather Is Cool

2009-11-09T20:14:00.008Z

Four Tet - Love Cry
so happy to hear this scot back in action. i wasn't a big fan of his collaboration with burial, which produced two tracks of dark, drawn out electronica think-pieces that felt like unpolished jams rather than works of attention care that X mr/ tet's back catalogue. i can feel carpet fur crawling up my socks, rubbing against my skin and leaving marks to remind me of dirty nights on the basement floor. its all about the groove, and the steady beat keeps your head moving through the intermittent explosions of sampled vocals. one for the wax heads, one for the headphones, one for the jazz fiends and nu-sex fiends. the ending is so quintessential four tet i had a wide grin on first listen.
//electronica\\

Boards of Canada - Seven Forty Seven
another downbeat electronica giant released new material, and i am so happy to be a fan of this genre. boc are the kings of their own wild, the fuzz as jesters and the beats as the court in which they dance a dusty slowdance with their queen, canadian tv show samples. insects and hazlenuts, crunchy leaves and a bubbly sneeze, two skips over acid puddles and three hits over winter snuggles. those windows aren't frosted, they're alive; your hot chocolate isn't dripping, it's escaping; this track ain't growing, it's evolved.
//electronica\\

Tamma's Music Box - Wasn't Born To Follow
a Byrds cover. the voice haunts my thoughts, and the layers of subtlety give me audiophile boners. everything about this track is perfect. please download and give it at least three spins, and get lost in the woods of this beautiful piece by a relatively unknown with a fancy looking website.
//folk\\

(photos via mental gymnastics)

if it's not enough
to return inside and expect nothing more
than the warmth of a mother's hug,
the gruff of a father's grin,
and the practiced gestures from friends old,
their eyes thicker but as welcoming as before,

to make you smile and thankful, still,
for twenty years luck and a few more
in the cards
(fingers crossed)

then i think it best
you settle for less.

- tgrs

We Can All Rest Easy//Chillout Show Playlist, 3

2009-11-02T18:06:00.003Z

The Chillout Show w/The Great Red Shark: 28/10/09
Massive Attack - Teardrop
Florence + The Machine - You Got The Love (Jamie of The xx Rework)
School of Seven Bells - Iamundernodisguise (alternate version)
Thievery Corporation - Lebanese Blonde
Joe Beats - Sleep or Bust
The Craters - Cool Enough For School
Tonnatill - Cultured
Mike Bones - What I Have Left (Alexis Taylor Verison)
White Hinterland - My Love (Justin Timberlake Cover)
Ruby Weapon - Daily Routine (Animal Collective Cover)
The Third Eye Foundation - La Dispute (Vs. Yann Tierson)
Patrick Watson - Sleeping Beauty
Amen Dunes - Patagonian Domes
Sareen - The Blanks Filled In (Demo 07-30-09)
Sam Amidon - Fall On My Knees
The Tallest Man On Earth - I Won't Be Found (Daytrotter Session)
Iron & Wine - Waitin' For A Superman
Cougar - Foil Epee Sabre
Sarah Jarosz - Song Up In Her Head
Chris Thomas King - Hard Time Killing Floor Blues
Beach House - Saltwater
The xx - Infinity
Memory Screen - Botone
Parotia Tree - Calvus Arcus
Aughra & Mosh Patrol - I'm Going To Sleep On It
Brian Eno - Deep Blue Day
Tamma's Music Box - The Endless Search
Cat Stevens - Father & Son
The Beatles - Tomorrow Never Knows
Belle and Sebastian - The State I Am In
Madeleine Peyroux - Dance Me to the End of Love

that's it for me on air until February. so, until then, keep checking out the songs I post up here if you're ever in need of a relaxing night in.

- tgrs

Blind Man's Colour - Jimmy Dove//new remix

2009-11-02T17:56:00.005Z

i spent my Hallowe'en working on a remix for Blind Man's Colour's track, 'Jimmy Dove.'

here's the result:
Blind Man's Colour - Jimmy Dove (the great red shark remix) by The Great Red Shark

to check out more BMC material, go visit their blog and myspace.

- tgrs

Candy for The Deaf and Blind//and away away we flow

2009-10-25T22:39:00.007Z

entirely your own, embodied and effervescent, a fiction of life present

Julianna Barwick - You Were Waiting (Daytrotter Session)
Tallest Man On Earth - I Won't Be Found (Daytrotter Session)
big ups daytrotter. the lonesome sounds beautiful when accompanied by piano. if i were a hermit, i'd settle for the company of an instrument, but the spoiled ways of this ending decade leaves me demanding a recorder as well, because as good as solitude may ring in a cave or a cabin or a closet, i have developed a feverish propulsion to lay everything to tape, to relive a few moments later or to sink back into the trance inevitable when recording. daytrotter accomplishes just this: inviting a few into their studios and pressing the little red circle, until the chills are at peak and the hairs are stiff.

//vocal.folk\\
(via daytrotter)

Thom Yorke - Hearing Damaged
the song travels in a distance mirroring physical hearing loss. by the end the sounds are increasingly grainy, pulsating, and fractured. it's always hard labeling an artist with the tagline 'genius,' but it's getting increasingly hard to deny that the genius suit looks good on thom.

//electronica\\

Tamma's Music Box - Sounds of Symmetry
so vibrant, these sounds of youth and dreams and majesty, harmonies fit for the weak and the strong and the dying or just born. hallowed in song, enriched with dripping reverb, and pleasure for any with the sense of imagination.

//acoustic.unsigned\\

Florence + The Machine - You Got The Love (The xx Remix)
this song deserves to be stuck in your bed for as long as you can bring yourself to feel sinned and saintly, backing music for meeting a lover or detaching a friendship, for losing yourself at a party, for emerging from a rain-soaked street corner into a coffeshop and coming face to face with your dream-life, for breaking up with your resolution and taking that puff, for spilling a drink into the ocean after plunging feet first, for brushing aside her hair and kissing her hips, for running your hands across his shoulders and clenching his back, for keeping those headphones fastened, for pressing your suit just to wear it while smoking a cigarette outside.

//dubstep.pop\\
(via curbcrawlers)

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if you want some budstep (did i say dubstep),
Bass Lift by The Snare Bear

- tgrs

relax and think easy//Chillout Show Playlist, 2

2009-10-22T14:52:00.003+01:00

The Chillout Show w/The Great Red Shark: 21/10/09
Reefer - Blue Moon
Black Moth Super Rainbow - Just For The Night (Laura Burhenn Remix)
Kings of Convenience - Weight of My Words (Four Tet Remix)
Taken by Trees - Anna
The Durutti Column - Better Must Come
Belle - Delicious Delicacies
CocoRosie - by Your Side
Tamma's Music Box - Emerging
Awkward I - Here All The Time
Max Richter - Sunlight
Hildur Gudnadottir - Ascent
Forest Swords - Glory Gongs
Walls - Burnt Sienna
Washed Out - Luck
Digga 8-bit - No One Ever Does
Tycho Anomaly - Body Is A Temple
Chordata Primate - Silo Circus
Chordata Primate - Fleties
Kurt Vile - Beach on the Moon
Panda Bear - Take Pills
The Very Best - Zam'dziko
Julianna Barwick - Choose
Filastine - Autology
Dr. Robutnik - Motorboat Soul
Seefeel - Spangle
Peter Broderick - And It's Alright (Nils Brahm Remix)

thanks to anyone who listened. next week again, wednesday, 10pm UK/5pm US East at www.standrewsradio.com

- tgrs

free music//Circus Love EP

2009-10-13T16:35:00.003+01:00

Circus Love EP
1. Circus Love (cassette version)
2. Circus Love (Snare Bear's Quit Clownin' Around Remix)
3. Circus Love (Jason Hunter Remix)
4. Devils Eyes (Toy's rework)
5. Handful of Dust

Artwork by Il'ya Sokolovskiy.
Check out more music from the Snare Bear.
Check out more music from Jason Hunter.

Thank you

- tgrs

mad mad feet//Blue Skies Are Always Fine

2009-10-07T16:30:00.008+01:00

no words --

Volcano Choir - Still
//alternative.downtempo\\

Karen O and the Kids - Cliffs
//acoustic.dreamy\\

Zero 7 - Ghost sYMbOL
//electronica.deep.lounge\\

Burial - Fostercare
//atmospheric.dubstep\\

Venetian Snares - Poor Kakarookee
//IDM\\

- tgrs + pdhw

Dreaming//awake but not tired

2009-10-01T18:31:00.004+01:00

Cultured by tonnatill

Rockaway by The Great Red Shark

You Would Run Away (Brekky) by sareen

Time For Us All to Relax//these clouds are grey again

2009-09-28T16:42:00.014+01:00

this tickling in my throat is thickening my voice

Massive Attack - Pray for Rain (ft Tunde Adebimpe)
i am so happy to hear from massive attack. i can honestly say that very few bands have inspired me to the point as this Bristol duo has. they have survived the collapse of the 90's and the subsequent cave-in of trip hop everywhere, a genre that turned its obsession with bass and chillout into a melting stack of cheese that fills with its new-age stench bars and smoking lounges worldwide. the dives that throw up lights of various colors and litter the floor with couches of designs from the best of imagination and the worst of intentions. you've all been to one before, these prisons of trip hop. no matter; m. attack have put out a new ep and i love it. getting TVOTR's main man to lay vocals on this track is like drinking hot chocolate in front of a snow-covered window; you are warm, but there is a touch of cold that reminds you of winter outside. as this song builds, the steam from your mug fills the window, and you forget where you are for the moment your reflection clouds over.
//triphop.chillout.electronica\\
photo from monkeyabout

Washed Out - Feel It All Around
this summer has seen the take over of the blogosphere by an army of cassette/fuzz/nostalgia/80s throwback musicians. lo-fi escaped from the white stripes and contaminated your a-ha record collection. washed out is another one of these types, wearing his influences on his sleeves with copycut samples from some b-side from some shoulder-pad wearing one hit wonder that your 38-year-old probably has in a box somewhere. so cool. kinda like the hipster scene. here's what i don't get (and don't confuse this for a dislike of washed out or this track): if we're stuck in a throwback rut, where do we go from here? no one's worried about it cause we're all nodding our heads along to fuzzier versions of radio tracks from two decades ago. i amongst so many others appreciate analog warmth and cassette compression and drowning mixes and distanced vocals, but i am quite tired feeling like the kid who turns up at what he failed to notice was actually an 80s party. everyone's got on silly pants and hairties while i'm sporting a trucker's hat.
//lofipop.80srevival\\
thanks to GvsB for giving these guys some attention
photo by pdhw

Bears in Heaven - Lovesick Teenagers
catchy, rebellious, dogmatic, invigorating and empowering. this makes me miss high school, but love what I have now. maybe because i know I will never be lovesick again.
//electro.pop\\

Miarches - Forest Swords
i've been playing this cassette all summer. if you've chilled with me by the beach, you probably remember this track. i can't believe i haven't put some of fs' stuff up yet. the woodsy psychadelia this band weaves through fuzz, cheap guitar amps and even cheaper recording equipment gives me the good tingles. ain't nothing more wigged out than this track. its for all you dub-loving stoners, you lsd laced curiosities, you art-punks, you scene killers and scene stagers, you runaways and stowaways and self-proclaimed "loners" or "hermits," or even you bums with a cassette deck. $6 don't hate appreciate.
//psych.lofi\\

listenlisten - On The Water
this sound has me wishing i was back on the road, dreaming of those crisp sunshines you get only miles from the city, only in the best of mornings filled with a sore back and tired feet but an eager heart to keep up the pace and keep exploring while the time is yours to spend. sure, this song sounds anything but happy, but it sounds raw and immediate, it sounds lost and deserted, it sounds feverishly mad and depressingly complacent. it sounds like three men lost in the woods, making no attempt to find their way out. they sit in the dark, afraid for the darkness, but settled in their strandedness so that the best they can do is write a song until morning.
//folk.gothic.country\\
photo by ks

Hauschka - One Wish
gentle piano strokes, subtle clicks and percussive responses to a jazz-infused modern classical composition that takes rainy days, coffee breaks, Parisian mornings and Greek luxury by their collective hand and leads them all to resort lobby, circa 1974, and lays them to bed on the yellowish carpets that stretch from wall to wall. hauschka, eluvium, max richter...parents of vintage in the truest sense of the (hipster) tag, they compose the sounds the wistful wish would play suddenly during their moments of intense introspection.
//moderncomposition\\

photo from monkeyabout

“the initial intuition that is the source of the work can only be unconscious, and this...explains the sense the inspired person has of being guided by forces outside his conscious self.”

My homeboy pdhw just got accepted to art school in Chi-town for his photography. Congrats - big things are in store for him. If you don't already frequent his flickr, do so now. His photography is so far beyond just snapping pictures; his shots are digital art, meticulously detailed and toiled over with such passion that makes me doubt those hippies with paintbrushes are even really artists. What if the computer is your palette? You can save the world with beauty. You can't save the world with organic paint, no matter how abstract that nude live drawing may be. His eyes aren't so good these days, so if you can spare a thought, send pdhw all the good vibes you can muster - Beethoven was deaf and composed majesty, but I don't want my friend to turn blind and shoot tragedy.

maybe things are starting to finally pick up

- tgrs

It's Reason Enough To Live//summer minestrone with red chillies

2009-08-18T20:13:00.017+01:00

This season feels shorter and shorter each year; remember 2006, and now 2010.

Lunar Testing Lab - Topaze Bay
calm soundscapes to help settle a move closer to the beach, a soundtrack for a roadtrip to the west and a summer in the sun. the album, Seashore Blvd., carries the vibe over eight tracks and is a key record for evening chill-outs. on a porch, on a patio, on a resort, on a coast, on a hill, on a cliff; take this music anywhere you want - it will travel well, and bring you with it.
//instrumental.surf.calm\\

Mount Kimbie - Serged
from the second ep by these Kimbie boys; hazy, atmospheric, dusty and riddled with as many lofi beats and pinched vocals as the first. some people claim these guys spin dubstep, but that genre has been sliced and diced into a soup of divergent sounds and meaningless labels that brings to boil an empty definition of a scene losing itself in its evolution. this isn't dubstep - this is Four Tet clicks and Boards of Canada waves, Aphex Twin warmth mixed with Burial vocal cuts. where does that leave Kimbie? with the greats of electronica. don't sleep on these boys and their tunes, pick up whatever you can while it's still kicking about. i'm looking for big things on their first LP.
//electronica.ambient\\

Take - Hollywoodn't
sorry to keep these tunes all hazy, but my mindsight is a bit everywhere these days. the heat's been dragging my feet and the storms have been keeping them clean, i'm not ready to leave but when have i been? i have a plan, though - which is more than others can say, i know - that keeps me shoreside for some time to keep those tunes in my head spreading, kneading, curling in the sand banks and splashing on the blue walls...i'll stay there, for myself, for some time, and then i'll rethink this 'real life' episode everyone else seems so set on setting on.
//hazybeats.hiphop\\

Big Ups:
Colin Caulfield
Grizzly Bear + Atlas Sound + Sung Tongs + every other indie band who digs indie music - Pitchfork hype = this dude. creating pop tracks with light layers and acoustic instrumentation in the comfort of his bedroom with only a mic and Garageband, Colin Caulfield is bound to get noticed by the major blogs at some point and heralded as the newest offspring of the naughties' indie explosion. it is rapidly becoming a new decade - where will music go? largely in this direction...that of bedroom pop, independent homegrown (vs road-tested) musicians who get younger and younger and noticed quicker and quicker with the advent of the internet and DIY labels' presence on the web, in conjunction with the coup d'etat of music journalism enacted by music blogs as large as GvsB and as little as this one. radio and magazines have fallen victim, and bedroom music has turned the world of music into a bottomless pit of discovery and self-exhibition that borders on voyeurism. Colin Caulfield is clearly a product of his influences, the elbo.ws and hypem indie cogs, and the wonderful ease of self-promotion in the modern world; and yes, if you scour the usual suspects thoroughly, you could find two more Caulfields for every blog that likes reverb-soaked vocals and instrumentation; but that doesn't matter - at this point in time, I discovered his music, I dig his music, and I hope you enjoy it as well. besides, I'm sick of all the stale lo-fi tape garage jams that have been suffocated blogs these days and this dude's got soul. unadultered, honest, youthful and eager.
Colin Caulfield - Do
Colin Caulfield - Just A Growin'
myspace

Tonnatill
as Caulfield is a product of bedroom pop, Tonnatill is a flag-bearer of bedroom beats. Dilla inspired, Stones Throw infused, his productions are choppy, static, and head-bopping infectious - true headphone jams. if only it was easier to make a living as a musician, the world would be a more sonic place. stop paying $60 to see a popstar live...sure, it'll be a spectactle on par with the best Vegas has to offer, and sure, you might catch a glimpse of Bono's bulge or Madonna's arm fat, but those guys don't need your money. besides, most of it goes to the suits anyways. guys like Colin and Tonnatill, they're kids who sell you records in stores, deliver pizzas, make your coffee and answer your phonecalls, but their sounds are more transcendent, far more heartfelt and a lot less manufactured. they can't keep it up forever, so help save music like you would a beached whale or a large clump of wet trees in the amazon. the industry is dying, already three feet deep, and the old ways are quickly fading. support the individual if you respect the indivdual's product. hell, Radiohead are big enough to wipe with $20's for the rest of their lives, but if you buy something from their own website, the money goes to their pockets, where the same pair of hands who crafted the music hold your dollar bills (so, btw, don't buy anything pre-In Rainbows; all that cash goes to EMI and the radioheads aren't too fond of them. download the records and see them live instead). my point is this: people like tonnatill and caulfield are making music at their own expense, with little to no reward at the moment. things coudl change for them in the future - i hope they do - but that can only happen when music lovers unite and help the little man. so if you dig this stuff, go out and let them know. buy what they're selling, send them an email, write on their myspaces or whatever...response keeps people going, apathy kills hte beats. unless you want a world of Madonna's and Bono's. if that happens, I'm pulling a Beethoven and keeping my ear to the ground.
Tonnatill - Drag Tide
Tonnatill - Serious School Coat
soundcloud

I'm going to be releasing an EP in support of that album I dropped a few months back, Friends. The EP is for the track 'Circus Love,' and features work from close friends of mine who also make music. I've got an unreleased b-side attached to the project as well, and everyone who purchased a copy of Friends will get a bonus track. The EP can be picked up for free in the coming weeks, I'm just waiting for the finalized artwork. After this release, I'm going to keep all things TGRS quiet for awhile, uploading a few things here and there to my soundcloud, but otherwise building up a body of work that I'll be shopping to labels once I graduate, playing more shows, and spending some time with a few collaborations I've got started up.

1. Circus Love (cassette version)
2. Circus Love (Snare Bear's Quit Clownin' Around Remix)
3. Circus Love (Jason Hunter Remix)
4. Devils Eyes (The Great Red Shark cover by Toy)
5. Handful of Dust
(bonus track - Nighttime Glasses Demo)

Something I will keep up is remixing. I've done two so far, with more to come. Here they are, and I hope you dig them.

Sam Sally - Wonders Loop Circle (thegreatredshark teatime remix)
Friendly Foliage - Javelin' Capes (thegreatredshark eats beets remix)

- tgrs

End of Summer Mix//the heat...the sun...the shade...the haze

2009-08-18T19:41:00.003+01:00

Here's a collection of tracks I've been playing a lot this summer, and I think you guys may like them too. Some of them stem from unknown, just-starting-out bands, so PLEASE, if you like 'em, look 'em up, support, go seem them live, pick up an album, do something to help the music-makers out - not the music industry.

These jams are perfect for a sunny afternoon, a hazy evening, driving to the beach and back, grilling with some friends, drinking wine in the heat with a loved one, or walking along a stream with a pair of headphones and sunglasses. Some are energetic, some are chilled, all are good. I hope you all enjoy!

http://www.sendspace.com/file/xo2x6m

1. Lunar Testing Lab - Sands
2. Shrift - To The Floor
3. Mor Thiam - Ayo Ayo Nene
4. Africam Cream Kids - We Want Thembile
5. Juaneco Y Su Combo - Linda Nena
6. Taken By Trees - My Boys
7. Carly Simon - Why
8. Toro Y Moi - Blessa
9. Bullion - Time For Us All To Love
10. Debruit - I'm Goin' Wit' You (feat. Om'Kas Keith)
11. Hudson Mohawke - Rising 5
12. MeLo-X - Timeofyourlife
13. Mount Kimbie - Sketch on Glass
14. Paul White - Synth March
15. Wavves - Mickey Mouse
16. Dum Dum Girls - Brite Futures
17. tUnE-YaRdS - Jumping Jack
18. Colin Caulfield - Do
19. Paul Simon - Diamonds on da Solez uhva Shooz (Kyle Wyss Remix)
20. Paralyze Humanity Sequence - Hammock
21. Lunar Testing Lab - Down to the Sea and Back

Big ups to Paul Harland-White for the picture, check out more of his stuff at: flickr.com/photos/28643369

@N03/

And don't forget - STAR gets back on-air in October, and I'll be giving you tons more of chill out music for my very last year on the station. Keep listening! www.standrewsradio.com

- tgrs

Sleeves and Surprises//i've fought fevers with bed sheets

2009-07-07T13:04:00.014+01:00

Pure hip hop. Go on, get lit for me - I've been too sick for spliffs.

Gonja Sufi - Ancestors (produced by Flying Lotus)
what sloooooow haze. when that organ kicks in, it kills me. i think it killed sufi as well, his voice sounds on teh verge of breaking the whole track through. scoped this album from the awesome download blog neu musical express, go there for the latest in weird, spacey, hazy dazy beats.
//hiphop.hazy\\

Jaylib - Follow Me
the late-great jay dee with the still-great madlib, from jaylib outtakes, the track features madlib's mc persona quasimoto, high pitched voice and stinging vocabulary that always adds to the jams. this is one of those hip hop jams that just feel good to walk to, so get on the weapon of choice and turn the sound way up to get the bass moving your feet. your strut just woke up, and it's mad chillin'.
//hiphop.stonesthrow\\

Eminem - I'm Having A Relapse (freestyle)
i have a hard time believing this is a freestyle, but fucking hell it's solid, whatever it is. this is the m&m i fell in love with back when the marshall mathers lp dropped, and the dude i forgot about when he kept putting out records after that. mtv killed this boy, ate him up and spit out his heart on trl. his latest album is still shit, but thank god for this radio broadcast that first streamed this jam. listen to the lyrics, his flow, and the beat, and try to think of any other mainstream rapper out there who can impress like this guy can. the rhythm is flawless, eminem owns this production and i'm so sorry he's been shit at everything else he puts out.
//rap.freestyle\\

J-88 - The Look of Love (Two Fingers Remix)
if you dig amon tobin, then dig on this production. heavy, uplifting, dancey and stone worthy. there were a number of other two fingers bootlegs that surfaced before their record came out, which saw missy elliot and busta rhymes get the tobin production treatment, and i strongly recommend you look for those cause they are hot.
//hiphop.electronica\\

Starkey - Bounce
dubstep's take on t.i.'s 'shoulder lean,' and it works so well. i first heard this dropped by tobin on a boat circling the statue of liberty, and i finally found again this spring. crank up the bass for christ's sake and get your durty souff on. it goes on for awhile, so get ready for a follow up to mix out of this jam, preferably during the 'lean' bridge.
//hiphop.bass\\

BIG UPS:
Conquering Animal Sound:
bells, light guitar, sparse drums and lo-fi melodies make up excellent folk-friendly atmospheres. the sounds must come from daydreams and cold slumbers, because listening to their music inspires me to find a cave in a wooden area and hibernate - with their music looped in surround sound across the stone ceiling. download their mixtape for free and scope their myspace, where you can listen to their track 'Where The Wild Things Are,' my favourite from the group. if any of you are near the edinburgh area, make sure you check them out live at the wee red bar on the 8th of august.
free taste: Conquering Animal Sound - Your Friends:Conquering Animal Sound Mixtape

Your Friends, Conquering Animal Sound from James Scott on Vimeo.

Richard Heeks:
an otherwise uninteresting flickr find, heeks has a set dedicated entirely to capturing a shot of a soap bubble as it bursts. it's amazing the effort he puts into this, and the results are breathtaking. there are some shown below, but to follow his attempts at getting the perfect bubble burst, please go to his flickr.

The Snare Bear:
dubstep that's all about the bass (ain't it all?) with a particularly unique repertoire of samples that keep the jams fresh even past the four minute mark. watch out for 'Raptor,' sampling Jurassic Park, and 'Liam's Gonna Take Your Soul' which has that awesome speech from you-know-who in Taken. what makes these jams good is the how varied the bass gets - none of the repetitive one liners that a lot of dubstep tracks have succumbed to. this kid focuses on what gets the subs groveling.
Free Taste: The Snare Bear - Liam's Gonna Take Your Soul

i've suffered too many fevers, too many cold sweats, too many rough dreams
that have kept me from seeing off those i love

- tgrs
(photos by pdhw)

Coffee Warmth//the beautiful sound of a mist storm

2009-06-24T12:09:00.022+01:00

"If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up." - Hunter S. Thompson

tUnE-YaRdS - Hatari
tribal yelps of exaltation! celebration! rainforest foreplay and vocal marriage of the heart and soul. angry dreams of lust and passion underscored with a perverted smile that curls at the sight of an exposed breast under the moonlight. twitchy hands that jerk in time to a crazed sermon littered with words of a religious tongue, garbled and massacred to try and mirror some exult of bedtime-story love - the imagination, and all its power, is a creature devoted to ripping us away from the ties of reality, releasing us into the brightest and very darkest corners of our consciousness.
//experimental.folk\\

Au - RR vs. D
madness! fear! joy! revulsion, expulsion, disgust and immersion! what lengths will we march to show the whole fucking world we are OPINIONATED and DETERMINED? my foot first, then your knees, then her hands and his screams and their dreams...oh, it all feels so real! finally! we believe that they can hear our chants, our pleas, our demands for insuring what the future means and our aggravations at the monstrosities the people-that-be wield against us! we are not like our parents, we have twitter!
//experimental.folk\\

Francois Virot - Islands
folk has changed this generation - what used to be a community filled with baez and dylan monologues, king and taylor romances, or even the wandering spirit of an acoustic guitar and a ragged voice has transformed into upbeat titles on childhood and dreams. we don't look to the roads anymore, we look to the blissful ignorance of our youth. folk sings about simple pleasures, god-given and immediate; the job of provoking thought now falls on the 'intelligent,' or 'backpack,' hip hop crowd. beatniks have gone tribal, the outdoors are forested, and shrooms have rescued sore throats from cigarettes. virot, au, yeasayer, animal collective, califone, on and on and on and on and on the list could go...pick an acoustic-driven artist the blogs are drooling over these days, and they fit the bill. the perversion of old american music into psychadelia-drowned soundscapes of yelps, shrieks, claps and whispers. amen to iron & wine, and those few warriors of sunny field music, purveyors of cassettes and record players, horse carriages and train stowaways.
//experimental.folk\\

Guido Mobius - Gosse Overman
a warm, sparse beat, with quadrupled claps over a wavering blues voice that weaves a wide range of pitch. whistle, whistle away, through a long summer drive; keep those windows down to smell the wind and seasalt air, the path we all know so well, the gas stations selling cheap coffee and the bridges littered with sun-blazed fishermen, how i miss that road from family to seclusion, from trees to beach, from you to me.
//beat.pop\\

BIG UPS:
woven:
A saviour of folk, a warrior of forest songs and southern lullabies, what beauty exudes from this voice is untenable - only a quick tear at your chest reminds you that a siren's song is as perfect as it is deadly, so murderous are these light-hearted songs of dreams and wanders. A mix of CocoRosie and Joanna Newsom, with the ambience of Joan Baez, sleep to wake is a talent I stumbled upon through MySpace, and I am lucky that I did. Discovered during the insomnia hours of tomorrow's morning, her voice sounded like a promise for sleep, and I was grateful for her recordings. I hope you find the same comfort in her tracks that I did, and continue to, no matter the weather.
Free Taste: woven - Grey Light
(no download - only MySpace)

appu jasu:
Pictures absolutely drenched in warmth and nostalgia. Multiple exposures, aged film, and a good eye all work towards a transformation of the beautifully mundane into a memory of your parent's childhood.
flickr

Roger Cohen:
An op-ed columnist for the New York Times. He's written one of the most in-depth, personal, and affecting articles on the current protests in Tehran I've read yet:
http://tinyurl.com/mtysqg

The American Dollar:
These dudes are from Queens, NY, and make some pretty epic post-rock music. Reminds me of my younger days roaming the streets of Forest Hills with Explosions in the Sky blasting out my headphones. I got this video from the very awesome Aurgasm blog, and they have a pretty straightforward mandate I urge you all to follow:

"Please click play. Then click full screen. Big headphones are recommended, as well."

Wilmer Murillo:
With pastel colors and stretched shapes, Wilmer Murillo combines Disney allusions with circus imaginations into postcards from a mushroom trip. He's a 21 year old based in Honduras, and uses both digital and traditional methods to illustrate what can only be some fucked up and joyful daydreams. Watch this guy turn children's entertainment back into the twisted, curious, sweet-and-sour delights I remember enjoying - none of this cutesy Hannah Montana bullshit; Pinocchio had a wooden boy turn into a donkey for christ's sake.

Special treat:

Wilmer Murillo Drawing - Episode 2 from Wilmer Murillo on Vimeo.

its amazing how much people change in as little as two seasons past. you see old friends die, new ones bloom, and love loved and lost. where I had found inspiration, creativity, and brotherhood, I now choke on quiet heartbreak, a deep swallow to send a hundred memories and wishes into a pit of boiling stomach acid. i am speechless, without response, and sleep heavy with headphones tossed. the day the music died, my friend, is the day you found creativity in textbooks. you cannot teach soul, you cannot learn heart; there is only truth in pure expression, unpolished, unrestrained, and unforgiving. i am proud to see my past not as mistakes, but as continued progress, unraveling the infinite mysteries of the world around me - both physical and sonic - and turning each month into a new period of discovery. so cast away your pedantic offers, throw down those boxing gloves (and I will mine), and forget the mentality of technicality! fall in love again with a good record, deaf to eqs and sidechains, ignorant of analog and digital; play with gross individuality and scream riots of sing-a-longs. please, do not belittle the past with arrogant pokes at superior vision, but adapt and share and remold what is already alive and kicking. please, embrace what seems so dangerously necessary with open arms (I am proud and confident in the strides you have surely made), but embrace what we called home just as much.

Nighttime Glasses

my best friend's found a girl
that makes me happy, that makes me weak
i cant stand them together
because they make me sick, oh love, oh jealousy
i've lost mine to the river
distance, oh cruelty, you've stolen my heart
i'm not here to complain
i'm here to remind you that I care from afar

I am in this for the long run
I hope that you are too cause i would hate to go it alone
if the sky rang with music
it would sing our tunes that we wrote when we were young
basement melodies
that echo from hell to high when we soar above the rest
now the blue is never darker
and walls make room for sounds shaped strong between the best

I'm sorry you have suffered
let's roar a thousand prayers until the gods give them back
do you wish to forget
the troubles life has brought or just ignore the fight inside?
I promise it will feel better
when you're honest with yourself, let cynicism die

nothing seems to make you smile anymore
so I won't leave until I see your teeth

I would chase the moon for you, if you could only see the sky
take off those sunglasses, don't try to ignore the night
can we draw the curtains and pretend that this is our own?
I would be happy to die if we met in the afterlife

- tgrs

April In Paris//tr-ttt-trying something new

2009-06-20T23:43:00.012+01:00

I've decided to try out a new format for this space. Please bear with the changes.

Daniel Rossen - Waterfall
sometimes, i wish i could retain the magical curiosity of being a child. creating a world out of a back garden...and never leaving it, even in your dreams. it feels more often than not that the world of imagination is kept only for sleeping thoughts, or a drug-addled mental vagrancy...why the loss? why can we not see our surroundings with the vibrancy a child does? for her, a tree is a kingdom; for an adult, it is a gravestone. we cannot feel how we used to - instead, we only suffer shooting pains of memory, sharp tacks that hint at a realm of leafy possibilities but fall listless to the blunt retaliation of maturity.
//acoustic.lofi\\

Amen Dunes - Patagonian Domes
i have spent the past month more or less outside, walking down new paths, covering myself in sunlight and storms, gracing hills with bottles of beer and sharing green with greenery. i call my home 'the city,' the infinite curbside that streaks and twists like a river snake, it shakes a mighty head against fatigue and sinks metal teeth into the hearts of teenagers. but in this fresh air, i want instead to call my home 'the country,' where a guitar can sing with perfect ambiance, a crow can dance where people step, and an afternoon slumber can turn into a warm evening breeze. i don't want that which so many people crave; i don't want to go home.
//folk.lofi\\

The Big Pink - Velvet (Mount Kimbie Remix)
i am confused: i feel surrounded by creative people, persons of interesting output and considerations, yet consistently i am let down by their attention, support, and, most importantly, their passion. for some: why do you let yourself sing one tune, but practice life without ears? why do you paint self-portraits without any mirrors? why do you poison passion with suit treatment? creativity is marred by business - do not support the industry, support the people. for others: thank you for sharing.
//electronica.latenightbeats\\

Karen Ann - Where No Endings End
i want to spend my life with you. it is neither scary nor exhilarating to realize. it's simply true.
//vocal.atmospheric\\

BIG UPS:
Friendly Foliage:
not only has he done the best remix of an Animal Collective track to date, but he constantly puts out new tracks that give anyone on the SP-404 bandwagon a massive obstacle course of quality and originality to endure. He's got an uncanny ability to stretch one sample into a thousand of different sounds. But if you don't like introspective repetition, musical meditation and meandering melodies, then you won't dig this. I'm currently working on a remix for his track 'Javelin Capes,' which is set to be released as a single with a few other remixes in the next month. I'm torn between two versions: a Four Tet version with a clusterfuck of snaps and pops, or a Crookers bass-heavy dance jam.
free taste: Animal Collective - No More Runnin' (Friendly Foliage remix)

a sea of red rabbits:
a haven for vintage photography among the fad that has become vintage photography. the shot below sold the artist to me, and a similar warmth can be found in most of what she's posted. some of them are a miss - the warmth comes off not as homely, but as a blatant throwback, a problem common to every film enthusiast under the age of 30. but what fault i can only hint at, she rescues with a solid eye for beauty in familarity. still, best to ignore the cheesy taglines.

i'm looking for new music and art (as per usual) - send me stuff @ thegreatredsharkmusic@gmail.com i don't care about the style, so long as it's fly. so dust off those flares, and drop some tracks in my dropbox.

shameless plug:

i'm going to release an ep in July with remixes and covers from a few friends of mine in support of the latest single off of my debut album, 'Friends.' The Circus Love EP will be free to download, and will include (on my part) 'Circus Love,' a live version of 'In Your Arms,' and a brand new track. brap brrrrrap. check out the new single over at the necessary evil that is myspace.

So, there you have it, a completely new format for this "website." Lemme know if you think i should give it all up, keep up the pretense, or just go back to basics by posting some comments. Danke Schoen.

- tgrs

oh my god, //Why We Fly Home

2009-06-18T13:32:00.006+01:00

Hildur Gudnadottir - Ascent
it's alive, oh, it's so alive...these clouds of rain, pillows of wet wonder to help us breathe in our world of city stench, these paths of green, trenches to shield some of the wind when all we need is a moment of breeze to keep us in love with the sight. a hill above a town, to look into the sea, and preclude an empty memory of countryside unexplored, oh, it's so alive, this earth we must borrow for our feet.
//modernclassical.atmospheric\\

Olafur Arnalds - Faun
if we imagine that all existence can be embodied into a single cell, and that this cell is in turn embodied by some other cell, and so on it repeats until we get to this first cell, and we acknowledge that with life comes disease, fatigue, death, then we are faced with the existence of the death of that first cell, that holy embodiment of life, hope, imagination, love, evil, hate, the rest of earth's mysteries and obscurities and unfortunate side effects, and one hell of a funeral.
//modernclassical.atmospheric\\

Nalepa - Monday
at my feet, i keep a diary. not a 'dear diary, today i fell in love' type of diary; no pre-teen diatribe, no adolescent wishes and desires penned at the whim of how your hair looks in the morning - at my feet, i keep a diary of records. i record the moment you walk into your house, the moment you turn on the shower, the moment you take off your clothes, the moment you go into bed, the moment you fall asleep. at my feet, i keep a record of your life, and when that last page is filled, i will come for you.
//glitch.electronica.noise\\

Mike Bones - What I Have Left (Alexis Taylor Version)
the shades are closed, the afternoon is securely blocked out of my bedroom. it's a solitary feeling, capturing nighttime and keeping it for as long as you are awake. the curiosity for what the day may bring succumbs to weary eyes and a musical heart, but my skin is dirty and my hair is falling out. my breath is escaping, and my back aches as i sit for as long as i have been. the clocks are all upside down, my bed is damp with sweat, and my wrists are too tired to compose - but life goes on, it tumbles down in waves and explosions and subtle jolts, and we use all our energy to brace for impact. the fall is the catch, the dream is the flight, and what i have left is a handful of dust. click the second link first, please.
//disco.downtempo\\

I have been away for far too long, and there is just so much music I want to share with you all - so expect more tracks, less talk, this week. the moods will range from club to sub to bubble pop, so keep checking back and you'll get plenty of tunes for this weekend.

This movie trailer confuses me, but I still want to see the film:

I said I'd start posting some podcasts of my radio show for this past year, so here is the first - the last show broadcasted this semester, which aired on May 6th.
chillthef*ckout w/ the great red shark:

chillthef*ckout w/thegreatredshark - May 6th, 2009 by The Great Red Shark

Mount Kimbie - Maybes
Burial & Four Tet - Wolf Cub
Gui Boratto - Besides
Sparklehorse - It's A Wonderful Life
Black Moth Super Rainbow - American Face Dust
Ruby Weapon - Daily Routine (AC Cover)
Jon Brion - Spotless Mind
The Cinematic Orchestra - That Home (feat. Patrick Watson)
Julianna Barwick - Sunlight, Heaven
Hildur Gudnadottir - Ascent
Friendly Foliage - Spindle
Fink - See It All
Patrick Watson - Beijing
Animal Collective - What Would I Want Sky

I have succumbed; I have a myspace with a couple of songs on it. I may have kicked myself in the balls last night and started a new project...I'm going to keep myself busy with music if it's the last thing I do. The outside can wait for now.

- tgrs

quick update//Exposure

2009-05-16T13:58:00.007+01:00

I have a Soundcloud now. Check it for new jams I'm working on, I'll try and upload stuff as soon as I'm happy with it. Right now I have one song up there, 'Still Alive.' Unmixed, and without two instruments I'd like to add at some point. For now, I hope you enjoy my work. Leave some comments, please.

Still Alive by The Great Red Shark

Likewise, I'd like to hear music from you, so use my Dropbox. I believe in the community of music as the record label's death knell, and a community of music blogs as the four horsemen. All it takes to get heard is to give someone a listen, and I want to hear what's out there from people who stumble across my blog.

On another note, soon as this exam jargon is done with, I'll have more updates with more tracks and literature. Also, I'll be posting some podcasts of my radio show from this past year on STAR.

Here are some tracks I've been digging lately just to tide you over:

Lukid - The Now (Hudson Mohawke Remix)
//dubstep.hiphopbeats.hazy\\

Stag Hare - Born Into Magic
//tribal.experimental.lulling\\

Animal Collective - Do The Nurse
//experimental.noisy.live\\

- tgrs

Whiskey Mouth//morning and evening and nothing in between

2009-04-12T13:13:00.006+01:00

Here We Go Magic - Only Pieces
a record written over two months in brooklyn using a 4-track, an old synth, some strings and a throat. i find absolutely beautiful the sheer uprising of DIY musicians these days. the record industry has changed as the obstacles to discover new sounds has crumbled, devolved into a series of clicks and searchs. what could possibly be more uplifting than the knowledge that you can enter this private world one man sunk himself into for sixty odd days and peer down his eyes and hear the soundtrack to his innermost thoughts? we forfeit privacy for universal access, this internet, this beast of information; i find aboslutely beautiful the upside rediscovered every day i enter the labyrinthe of music blogs.
//pop.alternative.dreamy\\

Black Moth Super Rainbow - Twin Of Myself
bmsr has become one of my favorite bands. no other group of musicians has managed to acheive such earthly, interstellar warmth and psychpop sensibilities as these pagan-worshipping (my guess, probably catholic ) forest creatures exhale on each tape they produce. may 26th is the new record, and, judging from this track, it will be as good as dandelion gum. what i find most intriguing - their song name selection process. i'd like to believe they sit on a clean field of white grass under a late spring sun with glasses of red wine and iced tea dicussing the merits of kierkegaard and the downfalls of sartre, when suddenly, a cloud covers their sunglasses and a raindrop lands in the pool of wine cups, diluting the wine slightly until the red fades into a gentle amaranth, and tobacco whispers between smiling teeth: "my, this afternoon has just turned quite pink."
//psychedelic.pop.warm\\

Kurt Vile - Beach on the Moon
originally caught by attention from mdm, then sought out the full record and revelled in the folk acoustics, 90s melodies, and panda reverb. this track this still stands out as my favorite; not only for the pleasant visual image the title resonates, but for the music video that plays in my head as i listen. it involves snow, trees, a train journey, holding hands, and eating warm soup in russia.
//folk.dreamy\\

The Fireman - Two Magpies
macca himself, but this is white album macca meets kurt and folk legends from the west in the 30s. i slept on this record for some time, always with the intention of someday listening to it. i can't remember what event presented me with the possession of electric arguments, but i am grateful for surviving said event with this record intact. it sounds like how paul should sound, cept for all that wishwashy U2 electronica that gets muddled into the mix every now and then. songs like two magpies makes the mistakes worth it. of course, who am i say anything he does is a mistake - homeboy did write eleanor rigby after all (and other tracks, of course, but that's my shit).
//pop.throwback\\

GOLDEN GIRL

She drinks wine with her sunglasses on
in the shade of a garden
i came to learn how beauty can need
a friend with time to sit in the breeze

with cool laughter and a smile on her face
we held hands till morning
the tide coming fast, we wet our feet
but braced ourselves for love's defeat

the crash of hearts after two year's swell
poured rain upon Eden
thunder roared and yelled a call to explore
she grew restless in a place we adored

the golden girl who dreamed in the sun
her mind free to imagine
left the easy life she had as a kid
she doesn't want it to feel like it did

she tread Europe with her ruby shoes
oh how the girl's pulse quickened
when she set eyes on the rest of the world
the earth went blind from the color of my girl

the sun princess who made her own throne
kept her pain well hidden
never blinked in the face of troubles she had
and laughed crazy when you'd think she'd be sad

do i miss my city? no, not really. i'd rather live with the trees,
maybe somewhere to the east of the shore
where i don't understand the language. but i'd pick it up,
and order coffee with a strange inflection
to sip while i write under a heated umbrella the young waitress swears
will keep me warm while the forest behind me shivers in snow.
i'd record travels, thoughts, transcripts and tragedies,
and mail them out to whoever i could remember.
now, by 'mail,' i don't necessarily mean 'post,'
but if that would be your preferred manner of receipt i'd do it.
i would then walk through the white woods
down wintry paths and weathered roads,
working my boots into powder and gravel and leaves and water
until the pale brown turns darker, and my footsteps begin to catch up,
finding myself lost
but completely fine with that predicament.
i mean, i do have a home - it's a nice marble house on the edge of a crystal lake
not but a mile from this log i've sat to rest on -
but sometimes it's just nice to pretend you're lost.

- tgrs

is this worth it//I Don't Live For Them

2009-03-17T00:53:00.005Z

Hudson Mohawke - Root Hands
in this dream, i taste sour beads of rain on my tongue. the clouds are too thick to see through, but the weather is still nice enough to keep the windows open. if the water floods our living room, can we swim with our couches? pretend the pillows are sharks, and we can play titanic, with the crest of a topsy-turvy table our iceberg. in this dream, i think we can see each other, but the fog between us is starting to make me feel dizzy. can you stand straight when there is no wind to keep you moving?
//electronica.hazy.beatbeats\\

The Long Lost - Woebegone (Flying Lotus' Luckiest Charm)
you are too sexy to BELIEVE. take me in your chest and breathe with me as we fall asleep. i can't feel the beats but i know you are alive because your eyes are wet, so wet, they can melt into sadness when this bed breaks in two. or dance in porto, my salsa, my delicate, you and your shoes of red velvet, to dance between what past has suffered and what the present dares.
//beatbeats.jazz.electronica\\

Haushka - Wonder
oh dreams, what playful parts you give to me! who am i now? a servant to your king god? no, those buckles! polished so jet, i must stand sharp to match my wealth. no, that steel is fake - am i a pauper for the poor? a son of the streets to catch the raw meat idle dogs drop when they are full of charitable treats, i must not stay here long, this rain is muddying the window shops. oh seams, how you tear at each rip, not to catch my woven beads, but to throw the cloth i've kept these years down sewer scenes for the alligators to eat. no, this hand is not mine! how the fingers claw...and my skin does ache, with cracks it bleeds, and these dry lips are thirsty still.
//modernclassical.atmospheric\\

Andrew Bird - Not a Robot, But a Ghost
i think you are disgusting, you beautiful romance, you distant woman trance, you eyes that pierce and fry my waiting skin to die, this hook to hang my lust on jacket links to catch the hood, i'll keep it in, i'll keep it in, i'll keep it in, i'll keep it in, and this is all written by chance to prove the idle reader still my pants are tight and morals loose, so close the book on who to choose for now we're left with dumber still those nights we've kept it in to still a heart eager for girona's kill, a spring escape into summer's bill.
//alternative.interesting\\

CURIOUS

how can you be so sure that the grass is really green
when you're so caught up in images found in magazines?
i think it's time to realize you're no longer seventeen.
i'm tired of watching you fall, trip high and crash hard,
lose the courage your mother gave and your father tried to save
it's getting hard to pretend that i don't care

your happiness replaced with a crazy smile,
the kind brought on when the mind's gone wild.

such a curious boy, you walk around with umbrella,
looking for the shade, when there's only sun.
i hope the clouds forever leave you alone.
digging for diamonds at the beach to wear around your neck,
stepping over sandcastles you've built with shaking hands
though steady eyes reveal a troubled man

how can you be so sure that tonight won't be your last
as you shield yourself from candlelight and you dance your waltz alone?
soon enough we will all become your past.
you're running the oil dry, black gold in your system
bloodshot eyes are leaking again, in tears of shameful pride
that drown your mask and reveal the boy inside.

such a curious boy
tonight

DOGGY (FOR PENNY)

dog who lost all her sight
i'm holding you still, dog, you were a scared dog
when you couldn't find your food
you used to watch me from the glass in our front door

i remember when i first got you dog
you were too young
when i lost you dog

dog of life in her youth
you run so fast, dog, i had to catch you dog
when the first snow would fall
oh the joy you'd feel i could see it in your eyes

dog of death from disease
it weakened you so, dog, you were a different dog
but i knew you'd be ok
when the time came for the fear and pain to end

dog i loved more than most
i'm missing you dear, dog, you were the bravest dog
when i brought you to the vet
and said goodbye, dog, i hope to see you soon again

for five years you were the best dog
you were too young
when i lost you dog.

- tgrs

'FRIENDS'//so here it is

2009-02-17T03:52:00.006Z

Please order all copies of the album through PayPal, on the right of the screen. If you happen to know me personally, you could just call me up and we can sort out something a little easier.

The full 'Friends' package is $5, and the digital download, with an exclusive remix, is $2. I'm not out to make money off of this, I just need to pay back the costs I endured to make the record, so if you liked the single I posted last week, or just want to support a fellow artist, or have some money in the bank to back your intrigue, then clickclickclicky on the PayPal thingy.

All these photos were taken by pdhw; again, much love.

I hope you all enjoy it; I've worked very hard on this project of mine, and I am very proud of what's come of it. Originally meant to be only a four song ep, 'Friends' grew into something that shadowed my own heart. I spent many nights alone in my studio dreaming of old memories and new beginnings, and I put sounds to my thoughts and words to my secrets. This is an honest record, and I have very little to hide anymore. Each song is dedicated to individuals who have changed my life, each a message of love and trust that has been built strong by years of struggling friendships. And as many of us now stand at crossroads, both personal and shared, I offer this diary as a proclamation of what I hold the highest faith in -

that maybe when all the crazy can settle
there will still just be a series of hands
warm with touch
to bind the past and future paths
we've lost to watches sick with plans
to feed the rush
and remind us all of what chances more
can keep us close, when distance threatens doors.

- tgrs

announcing//'In Your Arms'

2009-02-11T12:50:00.003Z

The Great Red Shark - In Your Arms
first single off of 'Friends.' sareen's remix of this track will be packaged with the digital download of the album. come back here next tuesday, the 17th of feb, to start ordering the full album in two ways: either the cassette version, which comes with full printed artwork and the digital download, or just the digital download itself. the cassette plays more like a mixtape, so the album sounds considerably different than the digi version. order either version on the right of this page.
//electronica.alternative\\

Full 'Friends' Tracklisting:
1. Circus Love
2.
3. Golden Girl
4. Devils Eyes
5.
6. Nighttime Glasses
7. ILeftNY(rvs)
8.
9. Curious
10.
11. In Your Arms
12. Doggy (For Penny)

All artwork done by ks
All photos taken by pdhw

- tgrs

that's it//What?

2009-02-03T21:43:00.005Z

Animal Collective - No More Runnin (Friendly Foliage Remix)
a very neat remix that takes the original track out of the swampy depths of a nawlunns backyard and into a fresh, sunny afternoon in a german garden. kompakt pay attention: this is our you keep a listener's attention, throw in infectious vocal snips and lace them threw a headspin beat. if any of you are familiar with the orignal version off of mpp, then you know how ghost like no mo runnin sounds. this is like some casper shit, happy and peppy, yet ethereal, it's not there but you can feel it and if you clasp at you'll get nothing but air. oh sweet air to breathe, if clouds tasted like this, then heaven would be a lollipop.
//electronica\\

Joker - Snake Eater
is this dubstep? if james bond went a bit underground, fine. a hook that reeks of 60's charm from a smooth vigilante, guns blazing and his talk on fire. damn. this track just makes the four minutes feel so important. diffuse the bomb! drop the bomb! bomb the drop! bombtrack, bombtrack! break your knees.
//dubstep.breakbeat\\

i'm tired
so tired
of babysitting
of parenting
or supporting who cannot support
who will not return what efforts spent
it costs to live this friendship best
in your own worlds, fine, stay
this place is my escape,
it is my breath of fresh air
give summer heat or winter's seat
and if you suffocate me with silence
and idleness, reprehensible neglect,
then fly your own damn wings to rescue
mine are tired and breaking down
and id rather spend the energy
lifting those who lift me up
and cheer for the sheer joy of a smile.
with lots of love,
your friend,
your steed,
your practical and unrespected steal,
your king of bills and floating wheels,
to this i give a final plea:
wake. the fuck. up.

goodbye
the love of my dreams
the less cheesy
girl of golden seas
too much?
my jewel of futures and frequent pasts
a necklace of peace i'd leave for you
and a promise of time
that'll make me wait
what a waste, what a feat!
but strength and strength some more
should be all we'll need

- tgrs

//mad respect for pdhw. check out his flickr on the sidebar, give him due love.\\

swear, too//It's All For Something Elegant

2009-01-13T02:56:00.006Z

Ratatat - Mirando (Animal Collective Remix)
ten minutes, and it feels like i'm floating. on a silken wave off a sunburned coast down south. on a creaky raft made in a rush to ride the reef. on a blanket of bubble baths still warm from the early years. the pops and riffs bounce on and on and on and on and on until they sift into a pool of calm noise. this jam is summer, spring, winter and fall; it is exhilariting, and it is boring; it is intoxicating as it is healing. it is intense, but it is comforting, and the comfort intensifies as drone moves from within to without and when it breathes its final sigh you'll wake up, blink in time, and play it again. i've had it on repeat for an hour now, and its making my head seem.......lighter.
//electronic.techno\\

EDIT: The version of the remix was only in mono before. I've just upped the stereo version, but until my bandwith is reset, get it here. Enjoy. (oh, and its a .mp3 file now.)

it's all for something elegant, isn't it?
you shine your shoes
and prim your hair
and race days against time to feel important.
i'd call it magic, i'd call it a disease,
the urge to move your morning feet
into a pattern of shifts and shuffled leads,
what keeps you from bed to rest with me.
i play my own games
and keep my hands busy writing notes
to put in bottles and give to the sea,
blowing kisses to the wind and its sister breeze,
a heaven of gold is as romantic
as a dress of pearls;
you wear black at dawn and red in the eve,
but save heaven for sleep
to rest the angel that lays with me.

all in all, i've had a very pleasant winter.

-tgrs

//photos by wmb; see more of his work here\\

even now,//I Am Whatever Needs To BE

2008-12-29T17:33:00.007Z

Santogold - Icarus
what delightful strings. a song to brush your hair to, a melody to tie back your hair and let your neck feel the winter bite, a beat to strut melancholy down from your apartment into a boyfriend's car; a song to waste your day. from a mixtape with diplo, a producer i don't normally approve of (except for that beatles remix), but if he chaperoned this track, then i give him credit. its haunting.

Radiohead - Kinetic
sounds of a haunted basement hosting a drug party, keep your needles to yourself but pass the papers on the left and dip when you think you can feel reality. static and erratic drums to keep your head loose, and a voice to tether the veins tight enough 'till you can feel the squeeze that beats blood faster as your heart races, picks up and chases a nerve tickle but loses itself when you see spots, so many spots your eyes can't focus and then you can only lay your head down before the floor breaks above the ceiling and your windows are stuck closed.

Animal Collective - Runnin The Round Ball
a very old animal collective track. beat heavy, collision music. fast paced, urgent, confusing, persuasive. i can imagine a rapper on acid over this track, maybe a poet on shrooms, maybe an old friend with a cigarette slowly reciting the monologue to a movie he never wrote.

Flying Lotus - RobertaFlack (Martyn's Heart Beat Mix)
finally, a track that makes sense. sexy and soulful, raise your head, use your feet, and dance under this basement light as it flickers in unison. keep your hands at her side, move your hips in time, and keep your lips barely an inch away from her face. keep your eyes down, let her hands ride up, and keep her waist close. when you start to sweat, and she starts to stare, and the beat starts to drop, and the static comes to a swell, and the melody silences the room, and the clicks induce a head-bopping trance, and the ceiling seems to fall, and the others seem to disappear, and the windows seem to crack, and the air seems so tight, and the moment has almost escaped, and she

home

a hole to drift down
and bounce off the waterfall walls
we break ourselves again
when it is easier to let everyone else win
or,
when it is easier to indulge and let it win
as it is here and a promise is only a series of words
the fall is suffocating
but these walls are illuminating
a stretched hand to touch the stream
a breaking wave that crashed across
a beach of dreams and yesterdays,
tonight drink wine and think of me.

"on our way home, we spoke of many things..."
YOU speak of so little, you speak of so much
I speak so suggestively, i speak so reserved,
we take minutes and turn them into months,
take oceans and turn them into walls,
and throw arrows at the sky to watch them fly,
a murder above us, fall into our eyes,
and we see which path we should take
but ignore the signs and keep walking straight
into our separate homes, with separate beds,
but the same sheets, those clouded white linens
we've let witness those nights
when the above was below and a shower brought release
after release had brought us home.

to always wonder
to always dream
to always dance
we play this silly game

- tgrs

//photos by pdhw\\

I Thought I Saw...//what's this?

2009-01-10T17:46:00.004Z

Flying Lotus & Panda Bear - Bros&Tings (tgrs remix)
that remix i promised. more of a mash up. includes an old pb track called 'ohne titel.' originally part of a mix i did, but i liked this enough to separate it. give me some feedback, props prompt prolificacy.
//hiphop.electronica.mashup\\

look up.
have faith

-tgrs

//photo by pdhw\\