Mainstream

It hurts my soul when "mainstream" radio stations play some of the artists i like cause then they rape it. and no one likes rape.

Tourettes

Tourettes:

Tourette’s syndrome is an inherited neuropsychiatric disorder with onset in childhood, characterized by the presence of multiple physical (motor) tics and at least one vocal (phonic) tic; these tics characteristically wax and wane. Tourette's is defined as part of a spectrum of tic disorders, which includes transient and chronic tics....so when one male from Auckland City names himself after this Disorder you expect something of a chaos musical noise, not so much the case. Tourettes has been around awhile, at present he’s whoring himself out to any gig that will take him, not a bad idea it means you get to play to a lot of different audiences and get a ton of feedback. But at what cost? And maybe when people ask you to play a gig with them (which by the way they set up and plan and do all the ground work for) maybe some humble pie should be eaten before hand. Tourette's music makes me cringe to some degree. I like the beats, the beats are good, they may sound a slight p-moneyish, and some start like the beginning of a hard hitting dnb track, so you anticipate more and then sadly get let down. The words, are good, they have passion and conviction. Some speak to me. They don't go hand in hand, they don't blend, and it’s like that 16 year old who’s still learning how to mix her foundation probably. She looks good until you look closer and see where her skin begins and the makeup starts. I can't put my finger on the reason of what’s going wrong. Is he slightly off beat, is it a speech impediment holding him back? Or just no flow? Please remember that if you are going to pull off the Eminem thing (does he realize he’s doing this, one thinks not.) Stop being a soft cock about it.......In a small place like New Zealand once we gain some degree of reaction and some amount of fame, we forget, we forget about how hard the struggle was to get there, or how many coffees we had to make/how many dishes we had to wash whilst waiting for the crowd to sit the fuck up and listen. We forget and become arrogant and think we own the streets. Tourettes is a good poet, as stated above, his words hold conviction (for me at least). "I don't write poetry for poets" holds feeling that I understand, and can sympathize with. He knows how to hold an audience captive, he’s good with words. Granted. My sister’s favorite saying at the moment is, "you’re not all that and a bag of potato chips" ....go ask yourself. Maybe I would like your music more if you didn’t think you were awesome, yes you’re ok and you’re clearly doing something right look at your following, Just don't be a cunt about it.......

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7Vl0peys90

Lyrical maddnesssss

The poet:
Blue star,
shit outa luck
tears compacted
fears fought
on the other side of the glass line
delicate contraversy
patter of souls feet
escaping to a fate already destined
eyes glazed
body bent
misfourtune failed
transperent conviction
spent happiness
patterned sterotype
the moulds over.

The rapper:
Stainless steel prison
soap suds and grease
all blacks on the screen,
seems my souls asleep
but 2 jager bombs later
i'll be screams and laughs
and this food on my shirt will be a thing of the past
i'l be sumwhere in the viaduct talking to chicks
that don't really have a plan
past getting some dick

The poet:
SHore girls screaming more,
but ima not a whore,
short dresses and
female messes
style and class all come last
oh to be male in a suburb of tail

The rapper:
put their self esteem in between thier legs
give it out to some dude that they only just meet,
cause he kinda looks like brad from laguna beach
or some geed out rapper from the south auckland streets
never knowin the whole time no matter how she pretends shes
just another high 5 between some friends.
Im drinking and drinking to find mine
I tryed being a slut but it was a waste of time
your probly the closet that i've found yet
just coz wes on the same wave length
I love uncomplicated girls like you
that make me smile like a cheshire dude.

The rapper:
My nites been like a fist fight with life
like 4 car crashing but only half as nice
like 2 random sentences
joined at the hip
oh best believe thats some trippy shit
im on the middle of the outside
but im not on drugs
well maybe a little weed,
red eyed looking smug
trying to write a text that I don't know what it means
thats how my faces nite has been.

Marilyn Manson vommmed

Creature Feature:

Once upon a time Marilyn Manson ate a carnvial, he gobbled up all the show side acts and the big top, he ate a elephant which gave him indigestion. It just happened two EMO childern where at the fair and they got roasted and covered in gravy and made a tasty main. After this huge eating fest Manson felt rather ill, so he stuck his two fingers and vommmmmmmed allll over is current girlfreind who is 12 and wants to be a kitten so Manson can bite her head off and throw it at her parents. The EMO childern came out whole as Manson was like "blerk your EMO and cutting you up would ruin your image (never mind the fact they do enough self harming to last one a life time) and your Image is the only tasty part of you, I'll have to eat you whole.

A Funny occurrence happend whilst being in the belly of the forementioned singer, the two EMO boys formed a band, naming it "Creature Feature" since they were covered in carnvial-ness whilst being in Marilyn Manson bellys they decided to make both of those facts they're main influence. Once getting over the trauma(and excitement) off being eating by Marilyn Manson and then being regurgitated they put out a cd tittled " The greatest show unearthed" and what a fucking misleading tittle. Its not the Greatest show its shit. Someone should have told these boys they'd make more money if they had told the Manson story to glossy Magizines and collabrated with A theme park to create a ride named something like "The furry of Marilyn Manson's Belly". They have caught the tail of the EMO generation and have no range. It makes my ears bleed. I would tell you to go die boys but, you'd love that. What being EMO and all.

http://www.myspace.com/creaturefeaturemusic

P.s Sorry Marilyn.

summer love.

Summer love:

I get so excited by summer, It means outdoor gigs, lazy days that seem to last forever, it means iceblocks and windows down. And summer music. bless.
There a bunch for music which I "reserve" for the summer. As it taints if played in the dull deary wintermonths. Its weird as humans we make a emotional connection to music..........

Coco Solid-live Friday the 21st-Fu.

Coco solid:

The Rampant Electro rap mixed with Miami/detroit Booty bass had always got me wishing I could pull off being a Gurl rapper with a sidekick who speaks in Monotone. Coco Solid's 1st album came out in 2003. And since then its been a Career of hustle and bustle, with a stint at the Barcelona red bull music academy and a Bnet award in 2007 for "best hip hop".

As we were walking to Fu there were many a person stubbing out a cigette and rushing to the doors with loud protests of having to wait so long to get in, and questions of who was on and if they had missed the head act, Coco Solid. So we waited. 40 minutes to be extact. and we managed to catch the last half of the set. GRRRRRR MUCH!

Coco solid know how to play on sexual Bravado with confidence using seamless ryhmes and beats that have one wondering how they do it. The lyrics are full of humor and political naughtyness. With a sprikle of unpredictable clatter. I danced I laughed and the present of the "Auckland scene semi-circle" wasn't present which is rather unusal.

The way Coco and her side kick Erik interact is like a marriage still flowing over the brim of love, love for the game and the music they make. There was one hiccup when either the dj (the talanted Mister Han baby ) or Erik got a lil confused, this was no feat for Coco as she pulled everyone in line with out missing the beat, whilst disecting gig with freinds no one, but me had even realised. Maybe the free beer had started to take affect?

She has flow, she has the image down and with lyrics like "your decaf dumb, your mum is your mum" and views such as " I don't have to play that game because the Incestuous New zealand music scene isn't the hand that feeds me" shes not out to prove anything, to impress anyone, she won't be swapping sexual favours for a mention on the next big names myspace page.Thus making me think this girl isn't just incredibility talented but also has her head screwed on properly.

Shes playing in a "boys world" and winning. Sucks to be anyone trying to break into the electrorap genre cause these guys set a very high bar.

Those dancing days

Those Dancing Days:

If Amy Winehouse spawned a Lovechild with Mike Love from the beach boys, then introduced this (let’s name her Linnea) to an Indie band it would be “Those Dancing Days” with northern soul and girl group influences. But Linneas vocal range is capable to do so much more that Amy Winehouse is left 3 hours out of Stockholm with nothing but a hitchhikers thumb. She is strong, sultry and capable of holding a note. “Those dancing days” achieves cuteness and indie-ness, scruffy-ness and did I mention indie? All while being polished and accomplished. Lets be honest, being part of a girl band comes with a stereo type but these girls break free with the measured, mature vocals, the trebly Hammond organ.

These girls are commercial yes, chart pop, definitely. But they still hold on to the edge missing from chart pop that we all crave. Those dancing days (the song) is like a theme for indie kids on the way to the carnival. Slightly careless but the beat toe tapping. 1000 days: pulls you to days of old, with commotion pulling on your heart strings. The latest single “hitten” (Swedish for hit, there’s that confidence) has the potential to be a indie kids break up song, with the under laying tones of guilt mixed with gentle turbulent confusion, what with lyrics like “Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling What I want my life to be Now I know how I plan to make things easier For everyone including me it might be a whole generations break up song.

Yes they may not be every ones cup of tea, I’ll admit that. But these five girls from Sweden make music which pokes at tear ducts make you feel good and all the while bop along. Yes they are young and may be in need of some slight polishing, but I see a future of more best act prizes and fortune. Add them to your Myspace.

Bulletproof

Bulletproof:

Bulletproof is currently one of the names to name when discussing DnB in the southern hemisphere. He has worked with many of the big names in the industry and has a way of merging daring vocals seamlessly with his solid flow and big beats.

One waits in anticipation for the dropping of ruthless beats. He is in no way radical, just consistent within his genre. Solid, reliable. You know what you’re in for. Tiki Taane features on “dark times” starting off with the lyric "run", He compliments the tone of the song perfectly, vocals and violent ebbs trick fighting. Wreckage featuring, Phace makes me cringe a little the sound seems slightly distorted and unclear in which direction its heading, maybe this was a post production issue. It feels like I’ve heard it before. Vision feat Teknik makes me feel thrillingly schizophrenic there is back ground as if I was running along the corridors of kingseat at midnight on Halloween. As scared as I am though I feel excited and like I’m winning the war on my fear.

Bulletproof never claims to be the best of the best, He’s making music because “Humanity needs to start taking Desperate measures to curb the times were living in” It comes across. If you are wanting outstanding drum and bass which makes one want to have advantages in ones head whilst getting your DnB solider on and don’t mind that it’s not fresh then my main man Bulletproof is the one for you.

The veils

The veils:

Finn Andrews fronts one of the robust bands of which has surprise, surprise found more fame and fortune in the big wide world. I would call Andrews the dictator of the band; He has previously kicked his band mates out of the band to pursue the sound of bottled madness we know as The Veils.

With a sound reminiscent of the Doors and the Editors, The Veils make discontent indie music which makes one wonder if Andrews belongs in another time. Below the surface of Andrew’s cool exterior lies a rebellious soul wanting his music to if not touch you at least wake you up to your own feelings. “Jesus for the Jugular” is an untamed tiger, waiting to pounce on ones rage, whilst listening to the song I wanted to stand on a windy cliff and yell abuse about all the wrong doings in my life. “Advice for young mothers to be” is a shiny, glossy song, the choruses a candidate for camp fire sing-along. The few opening bars of “calliope” are breezy and the beat uplifting. The lyrics are reassuring and trigger my need for reassurance. It’s like a seesaw of emotion. Which may I make a note I didn’t even know I had.

Andrews may be the new Nick cave. The veils are not for the light hearted and complacent. They will stir up feelings of rejection and chaos, but they will also make you feel its ok to feel this, your not the only one, they hold your hand through the whole CD, reminding you they have been there and they came out fine didn’t they?