Every so often, something crosses my path that just utterly floors me, and restores my faith not just in a certain genre of music, but in music itself. The stuff on the Various Production has been doing exactly that, ever since the awesome Ready Rock Moe Rex pointed me to the “Hater†single (which sounds like Natalie Merchant channeling a post-prison sentence Lil’ Kim backed by Plaid). Some white boys (who sure do imitate that) would want to call the stuff the nameless, faceless entities at Various put out “grimeâ€. As I’ve said before, [...]
Memphis rap icon Playa Fly, fresh out of jail, brings you his new single. But what interests me the most is the fucking production. The loop. So let's play a game: name that sample. Seriously. This is really, really good. And on paper it shouldn't work. Here's a hint: Someone who has been covered or listed as an influence by Jawbox, Tonedef and Outkast. (I'd say more but it'd spoil the gut-punch of that loop kicking in. Just click the link and listen.) [...]
We're baaaaaaaaaaack. We've actually been up and about for a few days now (everyone wave and say THANKS, HACKS!), but there was a question as to how we wanted to jump back in as your favorite lackadaisical source for tunes. Don't worry, we got this: + = The Knife: Marble House (Rex the dog remix) And, in my best Snoop Dogg voice, all I [...]
Dear Fans/Friends/Enemies of Resonator Our bandwidth=Poop. Thanks to every single one of you greasy-haired kids who downloaded "Store Bought Bones" and then proceeded to hate. As such, MP3s are down. We'll be back, as soon as Hacks...well..hacks. Peace, Love, Unity, or something. -Resonator Magazine.
I had been waiting for an opportunity to post this track, and when it came to my attention last night that R. Jamz was suddenly visited by three little birds in his chimney (and no, that isn’t a euphemism), which caused him to put his Hennessy-and-Nyquil parties with Jigga (in celebration of the sold-out Reasonable Doubt performance in NY this past weekend) on hold, I realized my opportunity had finally come. When Resonator got sent the 13Ghosts Cicada promo earlier in the year, pretty [...]
We don't claim to be THE music news site, or anything like that, but when Trixie pushed Coldplay into breaking up/taking a hiatus by dismembering making out with calmly posting hearsay about Chris Martin, it was a day akin to when R. Jamz walked into the studio where a young, fledgling Jay-Z was recording and said "listen, bro, The R-O-C? You RUN this rap shit. Now recognize". As such, I want to bring you a piece of music news that'll be the weirdest damn thing you've heard all day: [...]
There are two things I absolutely adore: Barbara Morgenstern, and the collected output of Monika Records . I could give you an entire OVERVIEW of the awesomeness of Monika, with its' groundbreaking footing in Electro-pop YEARS before it became a vehicle for blubbery emo-kid nonsense, and its' founder, the (seriously) legendary Gudrun Gut (um, hello, people, MALARIA!, anyone?), but a)that'd take too long and b) Gudrun herself has done an awesome job chronicling all the Monika goings-on at M Enterprise . Which brings us to what [...]
: Here's your math for the day.We don't strain those hip little brains too hard (I'd rather have you strain those hot little hips, but I digress), so we'll give you the answer, too!: + + = That's right. Something HAD to be done, [...]
There exists, in this world, electronic music so damn pretty that you have to wonder how it is it doesn't break under itself. Not because it's twee, but because it's just so damn well-done. The new EP from The Field, on Kompakt, is that sort of thing. As long as Kompakt continue their move towards an embracing of melody (as opposed to the now-laughable clickityminimal stuff, which has become as rote as, oh, a dude, a guitar, and some overly sensitive lyrics about a New York subway), they're going to ascend [...]
Because we, first and foremost, are a magazine that supports artists who aren't making billions but who do fucking GOOD work-this is an email from Chicks On Speed, whose last album, Press The Space Bar was fucking BRILLIANT (as well as bold), and who run a self-titled labell that puts out forward-thinking and at times difficult to access but always worthwhile music (i.e. Kevin Blechdom, Angie Reed, etc): Dear Everyone, We wanted to let you all know, we had one of the worst experiences of our 10 year musical career on Saturday [...]
To kinda-sorta sound like Magenta from Rocky Horror: You're sick of it, I'm sick of it, WE'RE ALL SICK OF IT! And what is "It", you may ask? Gnarls Barkley: Crazy Go 'head, get your free download on, cuz it's the LAST TIME you're going to hear it from roundabout these Resonator parts...or ANYWHERE for that matter. That's right: Gnarls is asking that, for the love of GOD, everyone STOP playing "Crazy". They're afraid of over-saturation [...]
Let's talk road trip music. After Show Your Bones had me going for such a long time, it really was quite the shock to have American Princes' Less And Less work its' way into my conscious as an album that's meant for driving. Listening to music while behind the wheel has long been my thing-in fact, when I first started doing the whole, useless task of telling people what sounds good and what doesn't, determining the hipness factor of ping-pong samples and other such things, driving was the only [...]
Dear Indie Music World At Large, We're tired. And Hacks is sick*. And all of us are BORED BORED BORED of the crap you keep sending our way. BORED BORED BORED like high school kids in a mall hating their parents. The Indie Rock dance party has turned into a tattooed, faux-hawked version of a frat party: everyone gets trashed on cheap beer, straight girls make out with each other and flash their tits to impress drunk, skeezy guys, and everyone dances poorly to the same 40 songs every single weekend. The superclubs are still [...]
Before there were any of Shaun's pet screamy girls (Kathleen Hanna, Ida No, Karen O, or Nicola Kuperas) there was Eve Libertine. As one of the two female singers of anarcho-punk band Crass, she scared the living shit out of me when I was in high school, with a voice that fit the description of the banshee better than any I'd heard before (and Siouxsie didn't even come CLOSE!). On Crass's seminal 1980 album Penis Envy (pun HEAVILY intended), Libertine's voice twists into cthonic, otherwordly shapes that evoke the unnatural physical contortion of [...]
Hacks and I were just discussing two things that I thought I'd share. Thing one: It seems to be en vogue these days (no, not THAT en vogue) to be "into" dance music but not "into" dance music. Meaning the COOL thing to say to the kids at the parties these days is "yeah the first Daft Punk I ever heard was some LCD SOUNDSYSTEM mashup, BRA!" It's SO FUCKING COOL these days, if you're current and listening to of-the-minute stuff from next month to say "I've never listened to dance music [...]
Chasing the pink dollar. Punching the kitten. Whatever your favorite euphemism is, it's what makes the world go 'round, and it's been making my world kinda glum. It's been no secret around the Resonator Mag offices that, frankly, Shaun hasn't been being a very good Shaun lately. In the words of my favorite emotive-hopper Slug of Atmosphere, "all these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience". So I've been slippin' up. Losin' my swagger. Crying into my chamomile tea while listening to motherfucking SNOW PATROL. Yeah, Snow [...]
Not much to say, but some things to chew on. Headphonesex, a small bit ago, latched onto the big-headedness and thankless attitude it seems DFA/LCD Soundsystem has begun to take towards, well, their fans and those who made them into the multi-year-strong, one-trick pony they've become. I encourage you to read this post . Also: The Knife: We Share Our Mother's Health(trentmollier remix) . FINALLY. Someone got a Knife remix from the NEW album correct. Other than Rex The Dog's take on "Heartbeats", everyone [...]
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