Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Fighting Off the Pricks with One Hand
I like this video. It's from New Radiant Storm King and it's called "Quicksand Under Carpet." File under: Still got it! Enjoy.
I need to continue editing mine psychology paper now. More later.
Hugabees,
mitchconnor.
Labels: Music
Monday, January 26, 2009
From Bed to Sink and Back Again
If you are Chinese, Happy New Year.
If you are everyone else, happy Birthday.
Party.
Best bass line ever.
Maybe you like this instead, non?
Not exactly "Fun, fun, fun on the Autobahn" now is it?
Anyway I'm back with an all new minglewood resolution to update this blog on occasion. It will contain writing with the following subject matter:
1. Music by other people.
2. Music by me - especially the recording thereof, slated to begin in March.
3. Hockey, specifically related to the Philadelphia Flyers and Calgary Flames.
4. Sundry bits of wisdom, both self-righteous and otherwise.
Let's get right to point number 4.
After looking at this and especially this, suffice it to say that I'm a little confused, and more than a little concerned. Yes, I know that second link is old news.
Dear Artists Who Claim to be Independent:
I love you. I really do. I understand that you want to eat meals. I understand that you don't want to sleep in a van all of the time. I understand that it's okay to be on a major record label now. I understand that I have no business telling you how to live your lives.
But NIKE? Is it really okay to do shit sponsored by Nike now too? You know what Nike does, right? You can read about it here, or you can take a look-see:
If you're going to go "major-label" or whatever, fine. But that doesn't mean you have to sell your souls. Shame on you! And I mean that sincerely.
Love,
mitchconnor
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Do You See What Happens When You Find a Stranger in the Alps?

Love,
mitchconnor
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Holiday Mix Aught-Six

Hello children. Slappy Nude Year to all.
Some of you have received "Holiday Mix Aught-Six" from me. I have received praise from some of you, and I'm glad you like it. For those of you who haven't heard said mix yet, it doesn't have much to do with the holidays. It's more of a personal statement, a "Gee, what a year that was / Hey, wha' happen?" if you will. Each one has a different cover, designed by yours truly and targeted toward each recipient. The above is an example - it was given to a colleague who constantly makes references to strippers, so there you go. And for those of you who read waaaaaaaay too deeply into things, I am not a misogynistic pigheaded fuck, thank you very much.
The tracklist is below. Keep checking this space - I'll add comments to each track in upcoming posts. As I implied above, there is a reason why the mix turned out the way it did. I'm sure you'll all lose sleep until I explain every last little detail.
(By the way, remember that one post where I said that I wasn't going to be long-winded? Well, I lied. Deal with it, children. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.)
- Tex La Homa, "Something Good"
- Q and Not U, "So Many Calls"
- The Knife, "Silent Shout"
- Caleb, "Baby Your Phrasing Is Bad"
- Damien Jurado, "Like Titanic"
- The Mountain Goats, "Scotch Grove"
- Bauhaus, "In Fear of Fear" (Live, Nokia Theatre, New York City, 11/11/2005)
- Envelopes, "Isabel and Leonard"
- Sebadoh, "Hassle"
- Manitoba, "Skunks"
- The Evens, "Get Even"
- Joanna Newsom, "Sprout and the Bean"
- Hot Chip, "And I Was a Boy From School"
- Josef K, "Chance Meeting"
- Javelins, "Two-Sided Fame"
- Pavement, "Grounded"
- Siouxsie & The Banshees, "Spellbound"
- The Clientele, "K"
- I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness, "According to Plan"
- Sam Prekop, "Magic Step"
- Gorky's Zygotic Mynci, "If Fingers Were Xylophones"
- MF Doom, "Sumac Berries"
- Jens Lekman, "A Higher Power"
Labels: Music
Friday, November 17, 2006
Re-Make / Re-Model
This will be the first of undoubtedly many music-oriented posts on Open Air Gas Leak. Before I begin, please be advised of the following: This is not going to be another long-winded indie rock blog space. I'm going to say what I want to say and that's it. I'm not going to masturbate over any artist's importance. I'm not trying to impress anyone with my knowledge. In short, I have nothing to prove to you. Deal with it.
That being said, let's begin with the Open Air Gas Leak reissue / reunion extravaganza...
"We're not here to crawl away or find blame for wasted time..."
I'll confess that I got into Sebadoh with Bakesale just like everyone else. It's a fine place to begin since it points to their more straightforward/safe mid-late 90s stuff while also featuring a few songs with Eric Gaffney on drums (the best songs on the album, IMHO). But as I got into their "classic" period material, III remained elusive (read: out of print). I could have gotten it for like $50.00 on Amazon but Lou B. had long been talking of a reissue so I waited and waited and waited. So it finally came out and showed up in my mailbox one day. Turns out I waited so long that I forgot I had pre-ordered it from Insound... Christmas in August, as it were.
So how is it? Awesome, that's how. To be brief: III is even more gloriously uneven than Bubble and Scrape. The "properly" recorded songs don't sound too shiny, and the lo-fi tracks are especially inviting. There's not an outright bad song here, although Jason's contributions are not his best... he saved those for Bubble and Bakesale. Eric has some real gems, and Lou is Lou, but it's some of the most interesting Lou you'll hear. Like Pavement, Seb-ba-dough includes useful extras - the Gimme Indie Rock! EP, demos and outtakes from III, and a copy of their "introducing the band" tape they used to play during their 1991 shows. To hear some tracks, go here. If you're curious about other Seb output from the late '80s - early '90s, go here.
Now the reunion news: Lou and Eric patched things up enough to tour for the first time in about 13 years. (I told you that a minimum 10-year break is mandatory!) The tour happens in February - March of 2007. This is a good thing for people like me who never experienced the group at their best. But I say unto thee: Enjoy it while it lasts because it ain't gonna last long, children. I get the impression that the schism between Lou and Eric was even wider than that between Lou and J; while time heals all wounds, it also wounds all heals. Besides, the group's best days are well behind them. Wait, so are Pavement's. But that's okay. It's all about the music, especially if you're Rolling Stone and you say "This reissue is good but we can't WAIT till they give us Harmacy!!!!!!" Do they mean that? Of course they do. They're Rolling Fucking Stone.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Hey Umplink!

Some of you may have noticed the resurgence of a peculiar dialect in the greater Philadelphia area of late. It is not uncommon to go out in public and hear sentences such as these:
"Back when I was apple juice I had a real French host beast!"
"Keep your grapes peeled when that hobo's out mending the fence. He's a real leaky cup!"
"That wrinkly baglady is real done up in the frontpan!"
"Duck and cover! It's a whole bunt of umplinks!
This, friends, is the lingo used by the Forksti Boys.
For those of you who don't know, the Forkstis were a group of gangsters during the Great Depression who stole food from peoples' plates. One Forksti would distract an eating person while the other would steal food from his/her plate. They originally settled in Nether Scrappleton (currently Old Nether Scrappleton) before relocating to New Nether Scrappleton. They had to move because Old Nether Scrappleton was too close to Levvittown, home of their rival Levvittown Boys. (Some folks refer to the latter as "Levvitton Boyos" or just "Boyos".)
I am afraid that the resurgence of this lingo means that the Forkstis are on the comeback trail. Please be safe when you go out to eat at a restaurant. Be aware that Forkstis and/or Boyos could be there too, and that they will stop at nothing to eat whatever it is you're eating. A bit later I'll post a dictionary of Forksti / Boyo terminology so that you'll know to watch your back when out and about - or, as the Forkstis would say, "Keep your grapes peeled!"
Labels: Humor




