Archive for April, 2009

Swine Flu Madness (God Is Angry @ Baconnaise)

Posted in Funk, humor, Music, politics with tags , , , on April 30, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Welcome to Swine Flu Pandemic 2009 sale event, which coincides with the going out of business everything must go sale.  And just in time for our last Mothers’ Day sale.  What does all that mean?  A smorgasbord of entertainment (clowns painting faces, celebrity dunk tank with Porky the Pig, carnival games that test your survival skills) and food (cotton candy, hot dogs, icees, dry rations) will be provided after you prove you’re not infected with the swine flu.  Once inside, you’ll find beds, fridges, microwaves, gas masks, duct tape, plastic sheeting and more.


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Take Me Away To a Sunny Place

Posted in Music on April 29, 2009 by trapperKeeper


I have a very lovely Brazilian record today from Marcos Valle, who I had heard little of until very recently.  After reading about him in waxpoetics a while back, I went through my Brazilian music and only found a few tracks of his.  I had taken a little hiatus from music digging, but the bug hit again a couple of days ago.  I found an good collection of his work while scouring.  Broadly based, it explores the various sounds Marcos explored over the years.  Enjoy the relaxed, elegant stylings of a melody master.  Damn, I want to go to Brazil and just hang out for a bit.

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Watch Out For That Bladder Splatter (Kersey & Ali Say Get Down!)

Posted in Funk, Music on April 28, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Seeing as it is Tuesday, which I try to keep blogging free, today’s post will be pretty short, but deadly.  Kinda like Death Wish 3.  I finished up applying to a few jobs and want to escape into making some beats before tutoring.


James Brown & the JB’s headed to Zaire in 1974 as part of the festivities around the “Rumble in the Jungle.”  When I saw James Brown, he was a much older man, who took his sweet time getting on stage; however, he still delivered quite a performance, even if he couldn’t do the splits.  Delivering the Funk like few others, the Godfather of Soul and his warriors put on a vicious, tight funky performance.  Sit back and let the JB’s take you on a funky good time.  Oh, if I could only become the rhythm guitar, I would experience the strumming of a lifetime.

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Keepin’ Sweat Out Your Eyes! (The Uncle Cliffy Mix)

Posted in Basketball, Funk, Music, P-Funk on April 27, 2009 by trapperKeeper


In honor of my favorite headband player of all time, I present the Sweat Band’s Sweat Band on this sunny Happy Parliafunkadelicment Thangday.  Yesterday, I took in all four NBA playoff games, including the last two with a fellow hoop fiend.  It is always a joy discussing basketball with a fellow junkie.  It allows you to reminiscence over the more obscure players of the past and really talk the game.  Cliff Robinson was one of the masters of the head band from his first days in the league when headbands weren’t very popular.  A pioneer through and through, Cliff’s visionary ways weren’t just limited to style.  Granted I am a young, so my NBA historical scope is limited but I don’t remember hearing of many 6’10 players of past generations shooting 3s and avoiding rebounds.  Until Dirk surpassed him, Cliff had been the tallest player to hit over 1,000 three pointers.  So Cliff is responsible not only for the headband, but also the 6’10+ player standing on the perimeter bombing 3s.

According to this person (, the Trailblazers were the trailblazers (lame humor, I know) of the NBA when it came to headband style.  The historical legacy of the Trail Blazers to the headband goes even deeper than that.  Bill Walton during his days as a Blazer rocked a sweatband style garment.  Check out the above link, the dude give a nice rundown of current headband styles and their practitioners.  This NYT’s piece ( Cliff’s experience as an innovator and the headband trend.  And one more last NBA headband link (, which has some other styles.

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Fly High Birdman

Posted in Basketball, Music on April 25, 2009 by trapperKeeper


He kind of looks like Stephen Baldwin in the above picture due to the face he is making.

Fly as high as those tattoes will take you.


Step Into the Sunshine

Posted in Funk, Music on April 24, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Waking up pretty early today, in order to catch some breakfast with a friend who works overnights, has put me in no mood to do any substantial writing.  I actually feel like taking a nap, something I rarely ever contemplate doing, and have some errands to run.  In other words, today’s post will be short and funky like Bernie Worrell.

Manu Dibango, a native of Cameron, has a long, storied musical career.  He is most famous for his jazz saxophone work.  On Africadelic (1973), he keeps it plenty funky mixing African and Latin American sounds.  Allegedly, it was composed and recorded in one week after Soul Makossa (1972) proved to be such a hit.  What an inspired week that must have been.  Africadelic is chock full of horns, percussion jams, and funky guitars.  There are some nice breaks to be pulled off of this one.

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Cheeseburger Picnic in Trailer Park Paradise

Posted in Music, trailer park boys on April 23, 2009 by trapperKeeper


After working on music for a lot of the day and night I decided to record something to show for work.  While doing a quick edit the track got messed up and my last save also didn’t load up correctly.  In short, I lost the effort but rallied energy to record again.  One day while watching March Madness I came up with a beat that I liked a lot.  I went back to that beat today, which is now known as “Om,” due to the original sample being the monk  chant.  There is still mixing to do.  I’m not sure about the guitar part yet, I might ditch it.


Everything is much easier now thanks to the RAM arriving.  My addiction to Ableton is getting stronger.  The other day I was messing around with some Trailer Park Boy samples.  Running into memory issues, I could only go so far.  I was messing around with different virtual instruments trying to see what to throw away into the virtual landfill and what has real potential.  The sitar loop got slightly messed up.  I was messing around with different synth sounds at the end.  This one is real raw.  I still enjoy it because it is about one of my favorite shows, TPB.  Cheers to Mr. Lahey, the best trailer park supervisor and shit philosopher of modern times.  Oh, give me a home where Jim Lahey roams.  Beware of the “Winds of Shit!”


I have been feeling intense TPB cravings.  It has been a while since I have watched the show besides snippets on the internet.  Still, despite seeing TPB many times I can handle watching it all again if the right person is around to enjoy it with.  On a last note, there were some real nice clouds in the sky today and I enjoyed a delicious enough cheeseburger.

Knockin’ Like Donkey Kong

Posted in Funk, Music on April 23, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Today is a good day.  I finally received the RAM I ordered and hot damn my computer feels good.  I have yet to try out Ableton or Photoshop, but I am sure they will be much more fun to operate.  So today’s post will be short, sweet, and bongolicious.  Bongo Rock (1973) is most famous for “Apache,” which has been sampled myriad times.  This version is 2006 re-release with a lot of extra tracks.

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Ape Man Trodding Through Creation (Large Melons, Doo Dah!)

Posted in Art, Detroit Tigers, Dub, zombies on April 22, 2009 by trapperKeeper


This past weekend I was fortunate enough to attend all three Tiger-Mariner games.  The Tigers’ stellar pitching, besides Verlander’s horrible 5th inning, and small ball carried them to two victories.  Friday, I went with a friend, who had the brilliant observation that Polanco’s large melon would be a salivating sight for a zombie.  Carlos Guillen played left field very poorly.  He also didn’t deliver very much at the plate that night, or any of the games for that matter.  Being back in the ballpark was a nice feeling.  I love hearing the murmur of the many conversations.

Saturday, I had a real fun time with my friend Blaine.  Sitting in the bleachers, the chance for hilarious drunks was higher than the seats on Friday night.  The crowd still seemed fairly sober, which I guess is a good thing, but when I go to a game part of the fun is drinking and watching intoxed individuals.  Working at Copa could get tedious, but the drunks were usually enough to keep things entertaining whether they were being kicked out angrily or just getting down.  Everything still seems to pale in comparison to the legendary drunkeness of old Tiger Stadium for which I was born too young.  Anyhow, there were two entertaining/annoying women in our section.  One woman, who I never got a look at, made a “laa la la la la la la” noise many times.  Often, her efforts were punctuated with a “Hurricane!” from this woman right above my friend and I.

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A Place in the Sun For You & Me

Posted in Detroit Tigers, Music on April 17, 2009 by trapperKeeper


Dr. Common Sense, and I don’t mean  Thomas Paine or Glenn Beck, put on yet another teen sexting episode yesterday.  I only caught snippets in between some housework, but it was more of the same from the good doctor.  Sexting won’t stop, but hopefully the poorly thought out application of sex laws will.  Anyhow, I have Brainticket’s second record, Psychonaut (1972), which isn’t nearly as good or interesting as their debut, Cottonwoodhill and can be found here,


Still, Psychonaut is a solid psychedelic rock album, which is why it can’t stand up to the electronic madness of their debut.  However, this approach does make Psychonaut much more accessible.  A variety of ethnic instruments are present in addition to the toned-down electronic elements.

Track Listing

1. Radagacuca (7:24)
2. One Morning (3:51)
3. Watchin’ You (5:15)
4. Like A Place In The Sun (6:28)
5. Feel The Wind Blow (3:32)
6. Coc’O Mary (6:08)

I’ll be attending the Tigers-Mariners game tonight.  Hopefully, the result will be better this time.  Huzzah for baseball in the sun.  Go get ’em Tigers!