Archive for March, 2009

Don’t Funk with my Meta-Funk (The Heat Goes On)

Posted in Funk, hoops, Music on March 20, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Remain in the Light is a brilliant album full of tight, clean, funky grooves and excellent production.  This was the last Talking Heads’, one of my all-time favorite bands, album to be produced by Brian Eno.  “Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On)” is one of the best opening songs on any album and one of the funkiest Talking Heads song.  I was out walking around the mountains today.  Disregarding logic, I figured there wouldn’t be that much snow on the trail.  I was wrong, but still had a fun time tramping around.  Yesterdays, UM hoops victory was awesome.  Who knows what Blake Griffin and Oklahoma will bring?  A big dance victory is a beg step for a program still suffering from the legacy of the Fab 5.  Go Blue!


Track Listing:

1. “Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On)” – 5:46
2. “Crosseyed and Painless” – 4:45
3. “The Great Curve” – 6:26
4. “Once in a Lifetime” – 4:19
5. “Houses in Motion” – 4:30
6. “Seen and Not Seen” – 3:20
7. “Listening Wind” – 4:42
8. “The Overload” – 6:00

My Third Eye is Color-Blind (Huzzah for March Madness!)

Posted in hoops, life, Music on March 19, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Some of my favorite sporting days of the year are upon us.  It is the best time of year to be underemployed.  While others are toiling away, I am enjoying basketball and a homemade pizza topped with farm fresh bacon and handpicked rosemary.  I generally don’t watch television during the day, or at night for that matter; however, I have been enjoying the action so far today.  I have been busy running around a bit the past few days on a variety of tasks.  I caught Coraline 3D, which was a very well-done film.  Combining a creepy, interesting story with top of the line visuals, Coraline 3D is a movie you should see in theatre.  The solid frame 3D glasses were much more effective than past flimsy paper 3D glasses I have used.

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Happy Parliafunkadelicment Thangday! Pinocchio’s Placebo Syndrome

Posted in Funk, humor, Music, P-Funk on March 16, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Another Happy Parliafunkadelicment Thangday to interweb viewers and any other-dimensional beings out there.  I am working on a second cut of “Night of the Living Dub,” so today’s post will be short but sweet.  Today, I offer up some rare Parliament Funkadelic outtakes from 1973.  Gwyneth knows that if you fake the funk your nose, or at least your bow, will grow.


Hearing the creation and evolution of songs is fascinating even if it isn’t always pretty.  Thus, I am always intrigued by studio outtakes.  Multiple songs from these sessions ended up appearing on albums.  “Up For the Downstroke,” “I Can Move If You Let Me” and “Presence of a Brain” appeared on Parliament’s Get Up On the Downstroke (1974) and “Big Footin'” on Chocolate City (1975).  “Standing On The Verge” appeared on Funkadelic’s Standing On the Verge of Getting It On (1974) and “Tales of Kidd Funkadelic” on Funkadelic’s Tales of Kidd Funkadelic (1976).  Bootsy was new to the P, so it is nice to hear him and Eddie jam together.

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Rain Rain Come & Stay/We Desire Weather for a Sunday Matinee

Posted in Music on March 14, 2009 by trapperKeeper


It is a rainy, cold day in Seattle, which means I am in the mood for jazz.  The cold, wet late fall and long winter of Kalamazoo was one factor in my initial love of jazz.  Last night I popped on Kind of Blue (1959) by Miles Davis.  Sketches of Spain may be my favorite Miles’ record, but Kind of Blue is definitely high on the list.  The album, full of consistently superb playing, is rich in sound and emotion while being technically magnificent.  While Kind of Blue may not sound funky, it is Funky.  In short, Kind of Blue has IT.  I have been thinking more lately about the futility of attempting to describe life.  The act if description can strip away the power and beauty of moments.  Sometimes, things are better left undescribed.

Listening to Kind of Blue is an experience better left undescribed.  Miles is joined by pianists Bill Evans and Wynton Kelly, drummer Jimmy Cobb,  bassist Paul Chambers, and saxophonists John Coltrane and Julian “Cannonball” Adderley, while production was handled by producers Teo Macero and Irving Townsend.  Kind of Blue hipped me to Bill Evans.  Jimmy Cobb’s drumming is stellar.  His hi-hat use is comforting like the patter of softly falling rain.  Enjoy a sublime slice of life caught on tape.


Wikipedia has a huge write-up of background info on the album already, saving me time.

Sexting (The Progress of Technology)

Posted in Detroit, humor, politics on March 14, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Sexting, or sex texting for those not down with the latest lingo, has swept across the country.  I even saw a Dr. Phil episode about it, which means it has went totally mainstream, which means there should be members of Congress busted over sexting soon enough.  Dr. Phil’s episode focused on teens and their sexting habits.  My friend made a insightful remark about how sexting is just the latest way for adults to be titillated by teenage sexuality.  They guard their talk in seriousness, and to be fair there is some degree of concern.  Still, much of the hoopla around is probably due to the erotic factor.

Obviously, sexting is a result of the technology breakthrough.  Before cell phones, sexting was impossible.  People had to rely on phone sex.  Before phone sex, there were erotic letters and perhaps erotic telegrams and morse code messages.  Bluetooth is just a revolutionary phase of phone sex, totally hands free without having to use the speaker phone function.  Who knows what the future of communicated sex? Perhaps, sex packets will free humanity.

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Best Dressed Chicken in Town (Watch Out for the Colonel)

Posted in Music with tags , , , on March 13, 2009 by trapperKeeper


I wasn’t really feeling the Temptations today.  The sun is out and spring is near, which means it’s time for some Jamaican music.  Bob Marley was my first introduction to reggae.  From their I discovered more island music, including dub.  Dr. Alimantado’s Best Dressed Chicken in Town (1978) is one of the finest Jamaican roots albums I’ve had the pleasure of hearing.  It is loaded with skanky dub, fat basslines, bizarre lyrics, reverb, delay, and other studio wizardy.  The good Dr. is aided by the presence of dub legends Lee “Scratch” Perry, King Tubby, and Scientist.  My old roommate introduced to Dr. Alimantado’s awesome compilation, which consists of tracks recorded from 1972-1977.  Check it!


Allmusic has a real nice, in-depth review of Dr. Alimantado’s effort,

Track Listing:

1. Best Dressed Chicken In Town
2. Just The Other Day
3. Poison Flour
4. Gimmie Mi Gun
5. I Killed The Barber
6. Ital Galore
7. I am the Greatest Says Muhammad Ali
8. Johnny Was a Baker
9. Tribute to the Duke
10. Unitone Skank
11. Can’t Conquer Natty Dreadlocks
12. Ride On
13. Plead I Cause
14. I Shall Fear No Evil

Beware of the Beast that Lurks within those Lips!

Posted in Music on March 12, 2009 by trapperKeeper


I generally don’t post new music for a whole variety of reasons, but today I will.  I am a big fan of Radiohead, although I don’t listen to them that often anymore.  Seeing Radiohead live in 2003 at Cayahoga Falls was certainly one of the best concerts of my life up to that point and has remained one of the best, up there with Outkast, the Coup, James Brown, Ween, the Black Keys, Dirty Dozen Brass Band, R. Kelly (the sheer spectacle of that event and experiencing it from the prospective as a worker certainly left an impression of some kind upon my developing mind) and a few others.

All in all, I think Outkast is still tops.  They brought IT to the stage on the Detroit stop of the 2002 Smokin’ Grooves Tour.  Outkast is number one partly due to the rarity of their tour dates.  Big Boi backed by a small live band put on a pretty dope set as an opener for the Detroit music event headlined by R. Kelly.  However, it was obviously not the same without Mr. 3000.  Crackling with energy on a Midwest summer night, the duo from ATL, backed by their crew,  were smoking all night.  The Roots had played a stellar set as the sky darkened and restored the energy sucked out by Lauryn Hill’s excruciatingly painful set.

I saw Chris Young, former U of M B-Ball hoops player during the recent lost years and high school star of a rival school, at that show while walking on the uncomfortably designed stairs heading to the restroom.  He had badly bricked a dunk during a high school game at my school’s home gym.  I remember laughing with glee when he bricked the dunk and when I saw him, appearing decently intoxed, walking up the stairs.  I think I made some joke about Graham Brown, who is a cheater at beer pong (I know it from a verifiable source) and enjoys taped hands and sports Jolie-esque lucious lips.


It's the incredibly rare, hairless large-lipped Sasquatch

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