Archive for the Video Category
Just thought you should know. “Good As Gone”; sick production, words, and video… Watch. Thank AKA for the exposure. New Dilated Peoples, enjoy.
Jellyfish Brigade’s Diving Lessons is set to be released June 24th, 2014. Here is a little teaser for the album. More to come soon. The video and the site (below) explain it all. Get ready.
More info on Jellyfish Brigade at http://jellyfishbrigade.com/.
Sometimes I think things need to happen. This needed to happen- I found a video today through a friend on Facebook, C.M.J himself, that made me act. C.M.J is part of the local Minneapolis underground hip hop movement. I met him a few times a few summers back, he threw me a dope CD. This video is full of excitement, and I must admit the beat and flow leave me on the edge of my seat at the library (I am studying). Smooth.
I must run to class (a more in depth post to come later). This is worth a listen, don’t waste your time! Get on it!
Make your day and this song happen. Listen locally.
When artists begin collaborating with each other online, there’s really no telling what’s going to happen. They might only collaborate on a few tracks through e-mail, or they could end up releasing volumes of vivacious music. Tyler Keyes & M.i collaborated copiously on the 2011 album Prep Time; this was done entirely through phone calls and e-mails. After visiting Austin, Texas for the South By Southwest Festival, Keyes left the Twin Cities to form a more proximal working relationship with M.i – a bold and wise choice.
Last night I experienced something so unforgettable and so mind-blowing that I am just happy to share with the readers on Mindinversion.net. I love music so much, yet I find it incredibly hard to write to an audience while being succinct, to the point, factual-in great depth, and at the same time remain fair, interesting, and unbiased. Like, this is what I truly listen to. I am not just pushing this to promote someone I know. So when I come across an experience such as this I must share. I am going to avoid the small details, not do a bio, and stick to what I know in this piece-I am going to stick to the subjective perspective of the audience member involved: Me.
Let me preface by saying, I had little knowledge of Father John Misty before the show itself. In fact, I had only heard a few songs of his on The Current, and I had read a brief bio (forwarded through email by a friend), or intro, or something in a local magazine. The point is not that I knew of Father John Misty before going to the show, or that I was a mega-fan, or to write an A&E biography of the guy, the point is that if you have the opportunity to see Father John Misty, or you haven’t heard of his music, you should. He is the shit, and that is what’s happening.
Last night I attended a Father John Misty show at First Avenue, and I was stunned by the sound, the performance, the vulgarities, the honesty, the attraction, the allure, and the general idea of Father John Misty himself. He is a simple paradox, a dichotomy of a human being, a split personality of oneself, a diversity of contrast, not to be oxymoronic or redundant. He is the embodiment of a true performer, one of very very few existing on earth.
My significant other had purchased tickets a few months back and had expressed that I could join if I cared to. I accepted the offer, thankfully. As now I am writing about something amazing that happened in my life.
We biked to First Ave. from NE Minneapolis, in the rain. Arriving at around 9 PM, obviating the opening band, Solid Gold (for no apparent reason at all). We arrived wet and soaked to the bone. After entering we promptly ordered whiskeys and gazed over the massive sold-out crowd of the main room floor. Walking towards the stage we found a spot near the right side, just above the lower-level standing room area, and watched as the roadies set the stage for what was going to be a show. After 15 minutes of waiting the band entered the room to a roar, the floor lights went dim and a spotlight hit the man at center stage. The show was on, and this is what transpired, in broken prose and obscure paragraphs:
Electric rock blues country indie psychedelic sound with 100% heart within the live performance. Haunting, chilling, numbing, and genuinely real. Sorrow was on display. Realism was tangible. A dark gospel was in session.
Father John Misty, the true performer. Like Mercury and Morrison on stage; at times pure evil, at times sultan of seduction, at times almost bringing you to tears, or terror, and all at once, had you laughing moments later.
He performed the hits, some new material, and even for an encore (1 of the 3 songs) pleaser he did a rendition of The Beatles’, Happiness Is a Warm Gun.
His [Father John Misty] antics and ad-libs added to the amusement and brought humor and a human aspect to the set: pokes on Prince, America, and humanity rang true and effective. I felt like I knew him by the end. At the start I wasn’t sure if I was even a fan, at the conclusion I knew I had seen something amazing, and I needed to delve more into his musical catalog. Fantastic.
Authentic, yet almost vulnerable on stage, something that garnered an emotional cord with the crowd; I was moved at his artistry and the way the lighting made the theatre on stage come alive; I was not just at a concert, I was on a journey. Father John Misty at the helm.
At one point, during Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings, one of the best songs of the evening, I thought someone (Father John Misty himself) was going to choke on a mic cord; however, not to worry all was crescendo, breakdown, and lights after that. There was an encore with 3 songs (as mentioned above) and that was it. I stood in awe. I was impressed.
End of What Transpired.
All that said, Father John Misty is a talented live performer. The set he created delivered to someone who was an ignorant fan, even the backdrop was well-done. His material has been on the radio for some time, I’ll be it more tame and polished than at the live show, but what the performance offered in dark and grit was a catalytic reflection of the manifestation of artist from album to live performance. If you have a chance to see Father John Misty, or you haven’t purchased the album, I suggest you get on that. Father John Misty has given us some very interesting and relatable art to listen to, however subtle and manipulated on the record, a great listen all around.
Father John Misty is a true performer, a real performer, someone who can put on a captivating show and not fret about reviews. He may have shocked an awed, but he is a true artist from what I have seen. Now, have a look for yourself.
After Mike Skinner put The Streets to rest after 5 albums I didn’t think I would hear much from the bloke. I waited for some time, and nothing… I followed Skinner on his blog http://mikeskinner.so and watched for him to put out something new. Nothing happened… I mean, there were some new posts and interesting photos, and words, but no music. And then-a few months back, I became aware that I was literally on Mike Skinner’s personal emailing list. A message popped up from one of my favorite anti-mainstream mainstream artists. I had received an email from the man as if he had risen from the grave. I was bestowed upon some great and inspiring new sound. Kaboom!
And here it is in video form incase you missed it. (above)
This catchy tune takes a few listens to warm up to. You know I am crazy, so I sat around all day banging this shit out on loud, macbook style. My GF got a little mad, by the end I was singing along (out of tune of course) and getting scolded. I felt I knew the song and the artist a little more, I felt there was promise in this new material. May I say I am a bit excited for the full length album? I felt the video was entertaining (I had heard about this filming technique in Boulder, CO). After listening to this song, and viewing the innovative video, I realized that what The D.O.T. was doing was actually pretty good. I felt the same emotion that I had gotten from a lot of The Streets’ albums after the first and second listen, “Cult classic, not bestseller”. But sales don’t matter, the sound is important, and this song is very catchy and has an incredibly memorable melody. I woke this morning singing the chorus.
Before this message from Mike Skinner, I had little knowledge of The D.O.T., I assumed Skinner produced the songs. I had no idea who the singer was. So let me fill you in:
They have some interesting videos, venue tickets, downloadable songs, and other merchandise.
The D.O.T. project’s site is visually appealing and artsy, while remaining easy to navigate.
In all honesty I love how abstract and collectively cool Skinner is overall; most (universally), if not all of The Streets’ material is exceptionally well made, as Chuck Klosterman wrote-he (Skinner) is ‘advanced’ as an artist. The music he puts out is real and relatable, there is an essence of humanity within his lyrics and delivery. Also, Rob Harvey, of The Music, sounds great on vocals, and harmonizes well with Skinner. At times I feel that Skinner wants to put more vocals into the song; however, it sounds pleasant the way it is presented.
Happily I am intrigued and I want to hear more. If you could hook it up with a free CD, Mr. Skinner, that would be excellent, pre-release if possible??? Thanks.
Watch out for The D.O.T.’s new album “Diary” due to drop May 6, 2013.
Because Geezers truly need excitement.