i don't even really understand coffee tables.

beatz and bleepz: the d&b edition

i don't have to be anyplace today until 5:30 and the semi-downtime is weirding me out. i say "semi" because i'm still transcribing interviews and writing freelance articles, but at least i'm not running to get dressed and catch a train. speaking of trains, this week's beatz and bleepz is inspired by songs that keep my energy levels up on my subway commutes that probably add up to a total of around two hours a day when all is said and done. my go-to's are usually of the electronic variety in the first place, but more specifically i've been listening to a lot of drum & bass and dubstep. that being said, here are some chunes for you to peruse:

red mist vip-danny byrd
one (logistics vocal rmx)-sky ferreira
mr. majestik-calibre & high contrast
splash ft. coco-sub focus (kind of obsessed w/ sting's daughter)
deep-tc
rolex sweep (vandalism rmx)-skepta
pirate bay-netsky (i've blogged it before but it is SO GOOD)

EMO TIME:
brothers on a hotel bed (bachelors of science rmx)-death cab

ps, if this ain't your jam keep a lookout...if i'm feeling ambitious i might hit you up with a double dose of weekend beatz and bleepz tomorrow.

because the weather outside is quite nice...

...i will give you some reggae bits to listen to before it gets cold and dreary again. ps i've definitely blogged some of these before but they merit repeating. slash rudy's pretty predictable but it's a good one nonetheless.

uptown top ranking-althea and donna
fu manchu-desmond dekker & the aces
pressure drop-toots & the maytals
grooving out on life-dennis brown
hard road to travel-jimmy cliff
downpresser-peter tosh & the wailers
rudy, a message to you-dandy livingston

things i dream about installment two

last night i dreamed i saved this kid from drowning in the ocean. and then i said let's go eat some fuckin' ice cream. and so we did. it was red. THE END.

sometimes i think that shadows are bugs.

songs for feeling expensive when poor #1

modular mix-air

that dog looks like he is fixin' to die.

anthem du jour

flowers bloom-high highs

beatz and bleepz: the i'm poor edition

i'm pretty poor this weekend because i spent all my money on shirts and nutella. so the only logical thing to do in this situation would be to save money by drinking at home and dancing around to the following jamz:

with you-crystal fighters
shades of black (extrait, bummer)-breakbot
do for you-daniel j. santillan
back to stay-fred falke
pretty pleas-sanjo
the truth ('96 bulls rmx)-pnau
i don't listen-shazam
i look to you (tim fuch make out mix)-miami horror

things i dream about installment one

last night i dreamed i was riding on a train through the high desert. for a while i was flying above the train and taking pictures of the sky. i got wobbly whenever i did that but i kept on doing it anyway. everything was really quiet. the sky was blue and the mountains were orange and yellow and red. and i hope that's how it will be when i'm dead.