The State of the DJ

20 05 2009

While I don’t get behind the decks very often anymore these days, at one time I was actually a pretty decent DJ. I started spinning when I was fifteen on a pair of crappy Gemini turntables set up on a board laid on top of a few milk crates in my bedroom. A good chunk of my first records were purchased from some guy in Elgin that I met at Gramaphones. Looking back on those records now, I realize that while they bring back some fond memories, the tracks themselves pretty much suck. After teaching myself to spin fairly well and upgrading to the industry standard (and in my opinion still the best turntables money can buy) Technic SL-1200 mk2s, I managed to hone in on a few styles I wanted to concentrate on spinning (prog-house, breakbeats, and minimal techno).  I bought records like mad. To this day I have a ton of vinyl spanning from deep house to hardcore to drum n’ bass. Eventually some fellow DJs and I decided we wanted to start a production company to throw parties under. We threw them everywhere: Mexican restaurants in the suburbs, lofts in the city, fields, an abandoned racetrack, even some with huge rave companies up in Madison. To each event we were picked up for, we lugged our headphones, needles and record bags. Parties were busted, cops showed up, people went to jail. This was all part of the process, and it made things much more interesting.

So why am I going on about all this? Because recently I have realized that the DJ is dying. While there are tons of people out there mixing songs together into sets, the entire idea of what an actual DJ was is falling to the wayside. I realize that this is the digital age, and everything is slowly adapting to it. However, the basics of DJ culture are now disappearing along with that adaptation.

My biggest gripe concerns the way sets are actually being put together. I’m sorry, but if you are not using some form of turntables, you have no right to call yourself a DJ, unless you mean one on the radio. I don’t care if you can sequence songs on your Mac. A mouse is not a tool in spinning. I would never pay money to see some kid click start/stop on Ableton (or any other software) on a laptop. That’s complete crap. Anyone can match a bunch of preset beat markers together. It’s irritating to think that people actually buy into that garbage. It’s even more upsetting that these Mac-Tappers consider themselves in line with those who have spent years learning to actually spin records properly.

A step up from the Mac-Tappers are people that get MP3 turntables and CD turntables. While this is a little better, it still lacks some of the important aspects of DJ culture. I have seen some of digital turntables that actually spin like a normal wheel so you can supposedly use touch the same way you would on an actual deck. I don’t know how realistic these are, but I guess it’s better than nothing. However, most of these need programs run through computers to organize files and whatnot. Along with these programs, one usually sees a visual layout for each song. This is a crutch, and once again takes away from the allure of the real thing. When you can see your beats hitting and whether your other track matches these or not, it’s obviously not as hard as having the fine-tuned ear necessary to be a real DJ. Also, you can see when and where all the breaks in the track are, meaning you no longer need to know everything about what you’re spinning. A good DJ knows his records well enough to have the previous song die and mix at the proper time with the new one without visual aids. At least CD turntables don’t usually give you this help, but they still aren’t much better. But this isn’t the end of my issues.

Another jarring problem with all these digital DJs is that nobody buys records anymore. Vinyl was the most important thing in DJ culture up until a few years ago. You had to actually hunt for records. You physically had to go to a record store and rummage through tons of bins to find songs you wanted. You had to pick up records you never heard and take the time to listen to them all. Plus, out of print records were just that- out of print. Finding one you wanted was extremely hard, and usually came about by trading with someone or just diligently searching for long periods of time. Nowadays, if some kid wants a track, he just downloads it. Anyone can get any track at any time they see fit. Before your sets were defined by what you could get your hands on. This helped to make sure people had different things. No longer is this true. It takes no effort to get music for sets by having it sent to your computer. Beyond this, the record shop used to be a place to socialize with others also interested in spinning. You talked to them about new artists and where to get the best records. You chatted about which needles were the best and what labels sucked. I hardly think iTunes gives the same sort of experience. Not to mention, records aren’t cheap, so you had to make sure you were picking out the best tracks for your money. With digital songs, you can just download thousands and then decide to go through them later, simply deleting what you don’t want. Some might argue cheaper is better. I argue that it kills the culture.

While some may think these are stupid complaints and that I need to just “get with the times,” I know for a fact that there are many out there that share my view. The amount of effort and talent is severely lacking with these digital DJs. While I could easily get behind a set of MP3 turntables or Ableton and put together a set, those who were brought up using these new means would most likely struggle if they were placed in front of two Tech-12’s and a mixer with a stack of vinyl.





Live Journal? Whoa!

12 02 2009

So for some reason today, I decided to see if I could find my Live Journal from who knows how long ago. I didn’t remember ever closing it out, but I stopped using it like five years ago, so I wasn’t sure what its status would be. Well, I found it. I googled what I thought my old name was for it along with “Live Journal,” and while it didn’t lead directly to mine, it did link to someone who had me listed as her friend. I was correct about the name I had been using, so I tried to log in. Since I used to use one password for pretty much everything, it turned out to be correct, and I was able to access my old site.

It seems not much has changed on the Live Journal site. Everything is basically the same as it was five years ago. I wonder if people even use it anymore. If they don’t, I could see why no updates have been done.

It’s pretty interesting to look through all these old posts. Apparently I was pretty depressed and couldn’t decide how I felt about my girlfriend at the time. I also listened to a lot of music off of Ferret during that time, at least according to the little area set aside to type what was jamming with each post. I also liked to talk about how I was writing new music but never getting around to record it. I guess I have been lazy for quite some time, eh? I drank a lot and seem to have a decent amount of drunk entries. Apparently I also felt the need to explain how I put in hardwood flooring at my house during spring break and how much I didn’t like talking on the phone to various people. Of course, these people then saw those entries and left me nasty comments.

Insomnia was a problem back then just as it is now, and I liked to complain about it. I also liked to complain about going to school for architecture. For those of you who are not aware, I was two classes away from graduating with a degree in architecture when I suddenly decided to switch to philosophy. I guess I just got sick of it. I wonder if I can go back and finish those two classes.

So what is the point of this blog entry? Well, essentially everything worked out, no matter how rough I thought everything was at the time. It’s funny to see how miserable I was back then. A few life changes later, and I think I can manage. It’s also weird just to take a look back in time, like opening a diary one forgets they have.





Help! I’m Stuck!

9 02 2009

Matt vs. I-Doser, Continued

As I promised earlier, I am going to update this blog every time I try another I-Doser file. I have two new ones to comment on.

Ketamine
Ok, this one was going to be a pretty big deal. At one point this was my favorite mind-altering substance, and I knew I was going to be super critical of it when I tried the binaural version. In all actuality, I’m not positive how I feel about my experience with I-Doser’s attempt. I can certainly say it did something. But, I also have to point out that I was very tired when I gave this a shot. At the beginning of the session, I got very giddy. This may have been a placebo effect, however. It’s very possibly I was channeling the way I used to feel about the real thing. As the drone continued, I started slipping in and out of dreams. I am not sure if this was because I was tired, and I was just literally slipping in and out of sleep, or if this was the dose. The dreams were very vivid though, so it may have been a combination of the two. All I know is that I was having an insanely hard time snapping myself out of this dream-like state. I did notice a very warped sense of time during all of this, as well. At the very end, I also realized that my limbs were really heavy, and after I took the headphones off and tried to get up, I noticed my motor skills were off and my movement felt slowed. These are effects associated with using real K. It was an interesting experience, but I think I need to give it another try.

Morphine
I tried morphine right before I went to bed since I have trouble sleeping. I figured it might relax me enough to lull me to sleep. It was an alright experience. It took a lot of concentration to get any body effects, but when they were achieved, I did feel like I was sinking into my bed. My mind became very relaxed, but beyond these stating things, not much happened. I did fall to sleep right after I was done with this, however.





I’m Freakin’ Out, Dude!

6 02 2009

Matt vs. I-Doser

I recently stumbled across a very interesting method to alter one’s consciousness. Apparently, by using binaural beats, one can essentially trick the brain into varied states of being. You just lie down and listen to these noises through headphones, and the frequencies go to work on your noggin. One of the biggest sites I came across for this was I-Doser. The noise tracks are .drg files, so you need a special player to hear them, which I downloaded for free. Then I went onto Soulseek and got a shitload of these different files. Each track has a specific name and aim. Some have simple names like “Calm” or “Relax,” and are obviously meant to calm or relax you. Others have names like “French Roast,” and are meant to stimulate your brain into thinking you just had coffee or whatever. Some names are vague, like “Hand of God” and “White Crosses.” These are supposedly hybrids that can’t be described simply. The most interesting ones are the drug files, however. They seem to have a good chunk of them, from crack and heroin to peyote and acid. Along with each file comes a description of what is supposed to happen and how powerful it is.

I originally thought this was a bunch of crap. But then I really thought about it and did some research. Scientists have proven that binaural beats can alter consciousness, but there is debate as to what extent. The concept has been around for over 100 years actually. I was intrigued, and I decided to try some. I also figured I could update the old blog on each one I did afterward. Seems fun, right? This entry will include the ones that I have tried up until this point.

Oh, just so you know, the sounds produced by this whole thing are essentially ambient noise. I guess it works by having one frequency play in one ear and another in the opposite. When they overlap, you get a pulsating sound. There is also white noise present. The pulsing and white noise change speed and pitch throughout each “dose.” I guess this works for some people and does not for others.

Marijuana
I tried this one as an mp3, and apparently mp3 files mess up the nuances of the actual files and are not supposed to work as well (that’s why I downloaded the special player). I believe this one took about 13 minutes. I think the effect was pretty subtle. I certainly did not feel “high” by any means. I could, however, sense a change in my overall well-being. I became very relaxed and almost drowsy while listening to the noise. There was a nice running water effect within this track as well. I would say this would be fine for some sort of New Age relaxation technique, but that’s about it.

Hash QH
This was a “quick hit” version of hash. It was also a .drg file, as all will be from now on. The quick hits are just shortened versions of the longer “doses.” It lasted about 8 minutes, maybe? This wasn’t terribly strong, but I definitely felt a little strange. I got the pressure in my head that I used to get back in the day when I was really high. I also felt a certain sense of intensity, but I couldn’t place it. It was almost like my body was throbbing. Maybe the normal version is better.

Opium
The opium one was very relaxing. It also made my extremities feel pretty heavy when they were stationary, but fairly light when moved. My arms also began to feel extremely warm. There wasn’t any of the dreaminess present that I have experienced from real opium, but the body sensation was interesting to say the least. I think this track was around 30 minutes with no after effects.

Acid QH
So far this one has been the most “mind altering.” It was another quick hit, so it was not supposed to be as strong as the file called LSD, which is much longer. However, this one made me actually believe that this whole idea has some merit. During the track, I started realizing I couldn’t stop smiling. Then I started to laugh. For anyone who has not done acid or mushrooms, as the drug kicks in, you begin to smile uncontrollably, literally to the point that your face hurts. This was pretty close to that feeling. As the beats continued, I began to start feeling strange. I can’t describe it. The pulses would speed up and slow down, and I felt my body responding to them. After it was over and I removed the headphones, I realized I still felt a little weird. It was like I couldn’t connect reality with my brain. I just kind of sat there. It was a feeling that I have never gotten on actual acid, but it was certainly not a baseline state. Something was askew. This lasted around 15 minutes after the noise had ended.

So there you have it. This concept is strange, but I find it interesting. After I got some results (even if they were small), my intrigue piqued. So I will let everyone know how each of these go. Stay tuned, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.





Being Broke Sucks

5 02 2009

New post? It’s true. I have decided I might start writing again, so I figured I needed a place to put all the garbage I decide to come up with. Then I remembered I had this old thing. Blogtastic. So, yeah, I’m back.

And I have decided to come back with a nice bitchy entry about not having money right now. I will soon enough, but right now I am pretty dry on the sweetness that is cold hard cash. I went shopping the other day and spent $18. Here’s what I got:

A can of Chili Mac, a can of Beefaroni, a can of condensed chicken gumbo, two Tony’s pizzas, a loaf of white bread, extra chunky peanut butter, apple jelly, cheese, and a box of microwave kettle corn.

All that shit will be gone in a few days. And all of it sucks. Well, the apple jelly is pretty good.





Some Observations

12 09 2008

I have made a few important observations over the past few days, and I figured all of my loyal readers would love to hear about them.

1. Thai brunch is a bad idea. I don’t want to eat spicy meat for breakfast. This should be avoided at all costs. Also, I am not very hungry until around 1 in the afternoon, so even if it wasn’t Thai, I probably still don’t want to eat it until later.

2. Beer delivery is awesome. Last night I called in to get pizza and beer delivered to my doorstep. A long time ago, a friend and I had the idea of an alcohol delivery service. Think of the money you could make by dropping off booze to people too lazy to leave their place. It was not until recently that I actually saw this idea becoming a reality. I am all for it. Say you have a bunch of people over for a Celine Dion party. While it’s raging, someone comes up to you and tells you that the beer is gone. What do you do? Not drink? Fuck no. Leave your own party to go pick up more? Send out a friend? Why not just call a place and have them bring it? Kudos, alcohol delivery. I love you.

3. I have nothing to do at work.

4. Tropicana Fruit Squeeze fruit juice water is gross. I don’t even know why I bought it. I won’t do it again.

5. People are so wrapped up in Sarah Palin that they are not paying attention to McCain. This is a huge problem. Palin is not running for president. We cannot allow McCain to fly under the radar while everyone focuses on the hockey mom. Don’t be stupid people.

6. Obama is a wash. (This has been an ongoing observation.)

7. Intelligentsia coffee is overrated. It tastes like burnt. If I want burnt coffee, I’ll dig out my old Mr. Coffee drip machine and burn it myself.

8. My new Line 6 TonePort guitar to computer interface is awesome. Expect more songs coming soon.

9. Ra Ra Riot is a really bad band, and they have really bad videos to go along with their really bad music. Also, Jaguar Love is another awful band. Johnny and Cody should have stuck with Blood Brothers. The Pretty Girls Make Graves guy can do whatever the fuck he wants.

10. I like cooler weather.





Untitled (Better Sooner than Never)

9 09 2008

In times like these, they emerge from the woodwork. Upon this event, little letters are left at my doorstop, and they ask, “Do you remember us?”





7842433..568377..3673837..

9 09 2008

Electro-static impulse: activate the hollows
Hanging from the ceiling with wires through your veins.

Search for a sender: unidentified (look again)
Factory puffs, warehouse lights, underground revolutions
Beneath a city, another left sleeping.

Concrete entities.

Time-code: 7842433..568377..3673837..
Flip the ear-piece and dial for easy listening, Cannon.

Lengthy hallways: are you lost, little girl?
Deeper still into an oblivion of fiction and fisticuffs
No sounds of stoplights tonight.

Centrifugal forces.

Switchblades meet: hello, Wrist, it’s been a while
Lost countries remembered through blips and beeps.

I miss you: drugs make for a softer landing
With a broken wing I’ll just fly in circles for an eternity
Vision disrupted by grandeur.

Little did we know.

Life unwilling: take this to the rooftops
Appreciation is noticed with a mild attitude for misery.

Aftershocks: the world will never stop shaking
This was the one to end all ones, the one to end all fears
Backs broken and bloody.

Numerical assassination.

(This is an old work)





LiveBlog: Double Fantasy

1 09 2008

Because of a recent discussion I had with Amanda, I am about to liveblog my listening experience of the album Double Fantasy by John Lennon and Yoko Ono. I am doing my best to keep an open mind and will remain that way throughout. Here goes.

Song 1: (Just Like) Starting Over

So far not so good. I’ve got the lyrics in front of me, and they are not very spectacular. The music is also super cheesy. Hopefully this will pick up at some point and not all sound like this garbage.

Song 2: Kiss Kiss Kiss

Seriously? I’m trying, Amanda. Yoko Ono’s voice is the reason I hate Melt Banana. Again, lyrically this is awful. The timing is juvenile and the delivery worse. I can see that things are trying to be a bit  avant-garde, but I’m not buying it.

Song 3: Cleanup Time

Rhyming is bad. Rhyming is really, really bad. I wish someone would explain that to “the world’s greatest songwriter.” Forcing in idiotic lyrics for the sake of rhyming irritates me. The music on this one is actually not so bad. I can get down to it. If I had a few drinks in me, I’d probably find this song a little better.

Song 4: Give Me Something

Yoko is bird-calling at this second. This song sucks so far. Wait, rippin’ guitar solo. That saves this a bit. And actually, the last lines were pretty good.

Song 5: I’m Losing You

This song is pretty Beatles sounding. It’s also one of the best I have heard so far, but knowing how much I like the Beatles, my readers should know that isn’t saying much. I would have to say this song has the best lyrics of all the others at this point. Overall, I have no major complaints on this song. It’s pretty decent.

Song 6: I’m Moving On

The music is pretty sexy on this one, but the progressions and everything are starting to get pretty repetitive. While some songs may have catchier melodies, the actual layout of every song is fairly basic. They are starting to sound the same. The lyrics are not bad. At least the album is starting to pick up in that respect. The ending “moving on” and monkey noises were unnecessary.

Song 7: Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy)

I’ve heard this song before. It’s pretty boring. The lyrics aren’t so hot, but I get what was trying to be done, and for that I will lax up a bit. Cute song, John. If I liked kids, however, I might be able to jump on board a bit more.

Song 8: Watching the Wheels

I’m seriously completely indifferent to this song, so I’ll just leave it at that.

Song 9: Yes, I’m Your Angel

I kind of like this song. Musically it reminds me of a Disney song. People love Disney songs. I love Disney songs. However, most Disney songs have terrible rhyming, and guess what this song has…

Song 10: Woman

The beginning of this songs like every 80’s song ever created. Wait, it just changed. Not so 80’s anymore. It would have been better if it stayed that way.

Song 11: Beautiful Boys

This is just torture. I believe this song is illegal under the Geneva Convention.

Song 12: Dear Yoko

So far so good. The beginning grabbed my attention. Ok, I like this song. Lyrics, again, are terrible. The music, however, has got me groovin’. I’m totally funking in my chair right now.

Song 13: Every Man Has a Women Who Loves Him

This song isn’t too bad. The bassline is nice. I could see the Eurhythmics stealing this.

Song 14: Hard Times are Over

While this song doesn’t do very much for me, it’s not terrible. You can’t hate on anything with a gospel choir in the background.

Ok, I’m not going to comment on the extra tracks on the version I got. I’ll keep it to the original pressing. So, overall, I’m not impressed. It has some good songs and it had some awful songs, just like any other pop album. Lyrically, it was extremely subpar. To be honest, and it pains me to say this, I’d rather listen to the Beatles. At least their songs were catchier and had a better ability to draw in a listener. My feelings about John Lennon stand. I need to listen to some Floyd now to clear my head. Now THOSE guys were AWESOME!





I Gots Me a Ton o’ Pedals!

24 08 2008

Here is the current guitar pedal lineup I have going. Why? I’m bored.

In order from guitar to amp:

1. Boss Chromatic Tuner (Tuner)

2. Ernie Ball VP Jr. (Volume Pedal)

3. Dunlop Cry Baby Classic (Wah-Wah Pedal)

4. Boss Metal Core (Distortion Pedal)

5. Boss Dyna Drive (Distortion Pedal)

6. ZVex Fuzz Factory (Fuzzbox)

7. Electro-Harmonix Clone Theory (Chorus Pedal)

8. Line 6 DL4 Delay Modeler (Delay Pedal)

9. Line 6 Verbzilla (Reverb Pedal)

That will do it.