Barac - Went Off
DJ Linus - K.B.’s Groove (Kris Wadsworth’s Love Letter To Dance Music Remix)
Reading the comments on that Cloud Nothings video are really funny. Like it was uploaded on April Fools, and the videos of theirs I’ve seen in the past weren’t really serious anyway.
Cloud Nothings - I’m Not Part Of Me
Motion City Soundtrack - L.G. F.U.A.D.
'Lets get fucked up and die'…how did I forget how wonderful this song is.
My love/hate relationship with music is back again. Dance music in particular. Everything annoys me and yet doesn’t annoy me. But what annoys me I suppose is how indifferent I am to new releases.
I’ve become entirely selfish with my music. I make it only for myself. I don’t care if it is 9 minutes of a drone pad and frequently has no real progression, that sums up perfectly a microcosm of how I perceive existence. I don’t really want to DJ other peoples music because most of it I find rather uninteresting (I so desperately don’t want to be a techno DJ), but can’t afford equipment to perform mine, and so can only really click on samples in Ableton (which I am somewhat afraid to do due to public opinion of laptop performers).
I also have the label I’m with pushing slightly for me to build myself into a ‘brand’ which I’m sort of against for mostly the same reasons I feel shitty selling my music through distributors and not on Bandcamp solo, (which I may do one day after I perhaps inevitably sell my small amount of integrity in order to reach a stage where people would buy my music if I released it solo). They want me to develop beyond just the name on beatport tagged on several EPs, which is fair enough, because I want to do that. But I don’t feel I need a website, or get active on soundcloud to do. I feel like I should be throwing my music at reviewers, trying to get features on blogs by sending them my music directly, playing shows, and trying to get press, and I don’t feel like I need to be an active online presence for that. Like if Burial can never show his face, surely I can get somewhere without having to resort to basically fake biographies and stuff. The whole point of my making music was to communicate part of myself, and if I need to sort of be this phoney piece of shit in order to get said music noticed, than I’m faced with the dilemma of asking if it is worth sticking it out.
Ah I don’t know.
Just getting shit off of my chest. Everyone buy my music and help me get some exposure or shows or whatever so I can continue to be tragic within the comfort of financial stability instead of you know, that horrible artistic tragic that requires some form of relative first world poverty. Because that would be terrible and I need money so that I may continue to live excessively and shit.