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Monday, March 15, 2010

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Podrunning

When I was training for the Chicago Marathon, I stumbled on Steve Boyett's Podrunner podcast which provides electronica for working out with specific beats per minute (BPM). It reminded me a lot of the soundtrack for "Run, Lola, Run" and I have been a fan ever since.

From Steve's Bio page:

In 1998 Steve Boyett learned to play the didgeridoo, a unique Australian wind instrument. This led him to learn about digital recording, which led to composing electronica, which led to DJing. Which, as everybody knows, leads straight to heroin.

He swore he'd never be a DJ. When he started DJing, he swore it was just for fun and he'd never play out. When he started playing out, he swore it would only be at parties. When he started playing small clubs, he decided the smartest thing to do would be to swear never to become filthy, stinking rich.

He's played Hollywood & Vegas clubs, Burning Man, conventions, after parties, and private events. He keeps the room moving with house, progressive house, breakbeat, funk, tech house, pop remixes, downtempo, spoken-word poetry � whatever keeps the vibe alive.

He produces three of the world's most popular music podcasts: Podrunner and Podrunner: Intervals (workout music mixes), and Groovelectric (dance music mixes of what he calls New Old Funk).

Cheers...

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Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Eagles and Wolves

So I'm driving through town, listening to Don Henley's greatest hits, specifically "New York Minute"...

"Lying here in the darkness
I hear the sirens wail
Somebody going to emergency
Somebody's going to jail
If you find somebody to love in this world
You better hang on tooth and nail
The wolf is always at the door"

And as Don sings the last line, I stop at a traffic light behind a young tuner who took some crappy chrome stick-on letters and wrote "wolf" on his trunk lid.

Cheers...

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Elderly Instruments

This is one of those shop names that has a double meaning.

While they sell new items, a lot of what they sell could be considered elderly...

Spent a Saturday morning there with a friend who needed a new bridge for his mandolin. Not an opportunity that presents itself very often.

Cheers...

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