Thursday, September 15, 2011

To Screw Lightbulbs::

Easy does it. Pretty Light's Something Wrong contributes to the feather side of electronica with a more Eric Clapton-Moby-atmospheric quality. Sometimes heavy-duty is too much and all you need is Ziploc to contain all that emotion. There's always something for everyone out there.

Pretty Lights - Something's Wrong by prettylights

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Scratch That::

Out now is Porter Robinson's new EP, Spitfire. This artist is well rounded with his electronica, featuring dubstep, dnb, trance and acid to sugar coat his electro house layers of chocolately goodness. So un-Velcro your ears and duct tape them up against a speaker:

Porter Robinson - Spitfire by Porter Robinson

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Bangladesh Techno

Met Mr. Skeet Skeet once outside of Sutra in Orange County before he went into the club to drop his set... cept I was wearing the face that he had above. One thing I noticed about most accomplished dudes in the area...they never too cool to say whats up! That's why I'll support their tracks like the one below. Peeep it!


Mattie Safer Ft. Ninjasonik - That Your Girl (Skeet Skeet Remix Snippet) by skeet skeet

Poke A Coke::

Here's 41 grams of concentrated Bassnectar. Lay on your side and insert neatly in healthy doses. Make sure you consume with a smile or else it becomes a placebo. Remember to up the dosage if you are not feeling it yet.

Bassnectar - Color Storm Remixtape [FREE DOWNLOAD] by Bassnectar

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Three Times Fast::

I suspect most of the time, artists name their tracks based on what they feel or see at the present moment they conclude a production. Kids at the Bar & Digiratti have decided to call this spiral-illusional track Soy Sauce. It would make me feel better though, if I bought this digital track and with this purchase, they would send me a bottle, or at least a packet of Soy Sauce - maybe even with the duo's emblem labelled atop.

Kids At The Bar + DIGIRAATII - Soy Sauce (Preview) **OUT NOW** by Kids At The Bar

Monday, September 5, 2011

It Pounds::

Headaches are overrated. They should just go away. I don't understand why everyone keeps getting one. Is it because all their friends get one, so they must get one also? I hear some people brag about these headaches they have and then they give a slang term towards these types of headaches because it's bigger than anyone else's headache - they call it a Migraine. It's all just an ego trip with the headaches. Stop it! Relax!

Def Surrounds Us (Rockwell Remix)- Snippet by djshadow

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Cure For Perfection::

Perfection is a matter of forcing yourself to commit to a task and performing duties to make whatever it is you are molding look like something that pleases you the most. It is never about matter of fact. It is all based on opinion. Society builds a nominal level and we adjust as we perceive every iota that passes our senses.

Mmm...smell the perfect aroma of idle fridge!

http://soundcloud.com/zombiediscosquad/style-of-eye-wet-zombie-disco

Friday, September 2, 2011

Do You Trust Me::

I remember back in high school I was at the right place and right time to catch into my arms, one of the hottest Asian girls I've ever seen, preventing her from tripping backwards, landing her hottie head onto the sidewalk, bleeding her hottie blood all over the place. The caveat was this: all I got was a thank you and her relationship status didn't match my status.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Ungingered::

Tonight I'll be watching the sun rise into the horizon. I've been invited to a stand-on-your-head-in-the-sand sunset party and how appropriate to kick it off than with LAZRtag's latest remix appeal of Ralvero's Sunrise.

The redheads will come out at night.

Ralvero - Sunrise (LAZRtag Remix) by LAZRtag

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Cali, Rest In Pieces::

Watching people get dumped on television isn't as intriguing as watching people get dumped live and in person, five feet away from you. It starts with the argument; the vulgarity grows in severity; tears ooze out; breathing pumps faster; then you hear the climactic catch phrase, "I'm done!" And at this very moment, one should not comment aloud on how exciting this coincidence of you and this breakup are at the same place and time. Nay, you should hold your breath, remain silent and listen for that faint sound of muscular tissue ripping.

It's tomorrow's top story.