In case you missed it, our buds at Tiny Mix Tapes premiered a video from the forthcoming collaboration between our friends and faves Jad Fair (of Half-Japanese), Hifiklub, and kptmichigan (you might know him as Michael Beckett). It's always nice to see people as excited as we are about the artists we love!
The song combined with Jad Fair's original animation feels like a live video feed into a David Lynch daydream. Just pour the man some more coffee already, geez.
For fans of Sonic Youth, Joyful Noise recommends Talk Normal. Click on the picture to download their single Bad Date, or go here to check out their new split 7″ with Thurston Moore.
“I only listen to cassettes.” -Thurston Moore
(from “This is not a mixtape.”)
A lot of people don’t understand the resurgence of cassettes in music culture. They’re ugly, mechanical and fragile; vinyl’s less-refined bastard cousin. Most people couldn’t even play a cassette if they wanted to, because barely anyone still owns a tape deck. But this exclusivity is a huge part of their appeal. It’s art, encrypted by its own obsolescence.
Cassettes have a frequency range which is limited compared to CDs and Vinyl. Unlike digital files, they don’t last forever. Cassettes are living objects that degrade a little every time you enjoy them. No matter how careful you are, after a certain number of plays, they will start to demagnetize and wear out.
For all of these reasons, Sonic Youth is a band that fits perfectly on cassette. The sonic limitations of the medium actually work in their favor. The tape saturation and hiss seem, not only apt, but essential–it’s hard to decouple the natural, background noise of the medium from the intentionally constructed noisy ambience created in the studio. And even after the tapes start to degrade, the music only gets more interesting. Similar to William Basinski’s disintegration loops, the strange aural qualities produced by the physical decomposition of the magnetic strip obscures the music, but resonates on the same frequency as Sonic Youth’s artistic ethos–an aesthetic of destruction as creation.
