Beyoncé - 4
We swear this isn't an ironic listening. We love Beyoncé and 4. OK, we might unironically skip straight to track 5, 'Party', produced by Kanye West and with rap by Andre3000, because we ain't no stay-home-mums that need all those ballads about being broken hearted and finding the right person. But, after that, the album turns into a beautiful compilation of classic r'n'b, soul and a bit of sweat-inducing booty tracks - not too many though - that sound surprisingly courageous considering the actual state of pop music. And for that, we bow down and hail Queen B. P.S. Get the deluxe version, for those extra couple of amazing tracks.
The name of this label has been interpreted in many ways; from 'bass-seekey' to 'base-ike', but the correct way describes exactly what this label is about: BASIC. Bassike delivers easily breezily cut staples with an interesting little twist that keeps them from being your run of the mill. For those that live in climates like that of Australia (where Bassike hails from) or Brazil, you'll know how easy it is to make fashion faux pas when the weather gets hot and the prospect of wearing anything but a bathing suit becomes slightly unappealing; Bassike is all and everything you need.
Game of Thrones
Before watching HBO's Game of Thrones, I assumed the series would tend a bit more towards the blood-dripping Danish movie Valhalla Rising rather than fairy-tale stories a lá 'Lord of the Rings'; and for that I didn't really like the series at the beginning. But slowly, I found myself submitting to tales of bad kings, midget juggernauts, savage warriors and... dragons. And that happened probably because there aren't exactly good guys and bad guys here, like there are in Tolkien stories - and that is, of course, a simplification of his work. Another reason I relented to this series is because of the intriguing political backstage element that leads to the ever-happening dance of thrones. Oh, and did I mention the gratuitous nekkid-ness?
The Norfolk // Sydney, Australia
Of the slew of new spots having opened up in Sydney in the last six months, The Norfolk on Cleveland St in Surry Hills has been one fated with success. Owned by some of the same kids that have brought The Flinders back to life (and currently, it's incredibly quick onset of 'The Norms'), you'll undoubtedly find The Norfolk rammed with all kinds, vying for a bite, a beer and a spot in the garden out back. The aim of the game is to cultivate Aussie pub culture at it's best; and it's doing a pretty decent job so far - if only you could get a table!
Super Sad True Love Story
Super Sad True Love Story is the third book from the writer of the best selling Absurdistan, Gary Shteyngart. Incidentally, I read him name dropped in Flavorpill's Ultimate Hipster Reading list and in the same sentence as James Franco (they're buds, apaprently) just before I finished his latest offering. Don't let any of that put you off, or take away any of the sad scary brilliance of Super Sad True Love Story; written from the perspective of one 39 year old Lenny Abramov, son of Russian immigrants and in love with the impossibly cute and cruel Eunice Park. A satire that cuts to the bone, Super Sad True Love Story is exactly it's title. And it's good.
Posts tagged with yeasayer
Yeasayer's 'I Remember'



Yeasayer, despite their exhaustion from having just completed a tour of some spots in the South Pacific (meaning Australia, New Zealand and Singapore), kindly dropped not only a free EP entitled I Remember yesterday in light of the old Feb 14th thing, but a video to accompany the title song. They also rigged the EP so that you could send it to somebody who'll appreciate it, via email (for free of course).


It ain't V-day no mo' , but you can still go get it here, cos Painted Palms do an even more blissed out remix of an already blissed out song (it's pretty good) and Villa contribute a remix that begins as gently reflective and builds up to a chopped, marching and vaguely spaced out groove; before it ebbs once more, and does so numerous times in this 8 minute 10 second refix  - pretty damn great (my favourite of the two remixes). Here it is:


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The video, directed by Sophia Peer, reminds me of a couple of things whilst not really being that reminiscent of either; it opens with some elements that remind me a little bit of Kenneth Anger's sexy town biker film Scorpio Rising, before it gets appropriately Yeasayer kooky, taking me into Wayne's World kinda territory in it's concussed, sandy weird-out.


And don't forget:


...Yes, “I Remember” is a love song.

Don’t be afraid of love.


Ending My Cold War (Kids)

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I had the biggest boy crush on Cold War Kids back in the day. I remember watching them opening for someone (Mates of States?) at a really small club in London, in 2006, and it was such a heartbreaking performance. When the second album finally arrived, I ran to listen yet failed to connect with the new songs. I don’t think I even gave any a second listen. Now the band has a third album out and I couldn’t care less, but lately I've had a creeping feeling I should care more...


Call me hipster all you want, but it took just two good remixes for me to give the band a second chance – or to think about giving them one at least since I haven’t heard any of the original tracks yet from Mine Is Yours. But you're going to have to agree with me: the Yeasayer reinterpretation below is awesome. It has that shameless reggae feel to it that we all *hate*, but totally mellow to when heard on a sunny day. The percussion and 80s synthetic noises bring ‘Mine Is Yours’ closer to the great Odd Blood album and further from what Cold War Kids usually sound like, sad and emotional.


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Passion Pit used to be a band that would have me listening to every single remix they dropped; but then they got lazy or something and let the drummer assume the remix position in the band. Though he'd produce good shit from time to time, they just sounded nothing like Passion Pit which ruined the objective of listening to them remixing something in the first place. This time though, it sounds like Passion Pit - like good Passion Pit. It’s upbeat, fun and also incredibly 80s.


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So can you see why I’m giving Cold War Kids another chance? Watch out for my comments, but I really do think (and based on remixes only) that I’m going to like them this time round.

FESTIVAL // Planeta Terra 2010, São Paulo, Brazil
HIYA: We // R \\ at Planeta Terra 2010


After failing to wrangle press credentials to Brazil's premier 'indie' music festival, Planeta Terra, we had to try other routes to get to Sao Paulo's Playcenter (an amusement park). Thankfully, by the grace of our very good friends Flavia Durante, Hector Lima, Dago Donato and with a special big thank you to of Montreal's Bryan Poole, we received our golden tickets and entry to one of the most organised, punctual and civilised festivals I've ever been to.


Though for a brief moment I did feel rather like a second class citizen, as men and women were split into two queues to go through security as only girl on girl and boy on boy pat downs are allowed. The girls queue took forever and I fumed silently as all the boys just kept streaming past. For this, I should have at least tried to smuggle some verboten substances through the gates. Unlike airport security, they didn't ask me to take off my shoes (I wore my 4 inch wedge platforms. What? That extra 4 inches helps when you're standing in a crowd a billion people deep), so I might've succeded with a secret shelf inside my platform. Still there was the whiff of weed in the air and a discreet little baggie or two to be seen.


Because speaking of which, undoubtedly one of the main reasons for the civility of Planeta Terra is that there's a law (here's where my facts get hazy - Brazilians, if you know, holler at us) in São Paulo that says something like: if you have more than x amount of people in a venue, beer is the only alcohol allowed to be sold. The pros and cons are obvious, but it's in this way that you get an altogether generally more chilled and polite crowd of people ambling between the two stages and lining up for rollercoasters, bumper cars and tower of terror type rides.


We didn't manage to hop onto any rides unfortunately, as priority was to run between very prompt sets on opposite ends of the park. Our schedule went something like this:


of Montreal


Passion Pit


Hot Chip

and Empire of the Sun

Of Montreal // HIYA Kevin! WE LOVE YOU!


It's a given that Of Montreal were magnificent, with a beautiful pink sunset decorating stage left, it was a glorious way for the festival to open. We are of the opinion that they should have closed the Indie stage instead of opening the mainstage, but whatever, we were just very happy to see them at all.


Of Montreal // the epic proportions of the main stage


We scooted over to Yeasayer next. The last time I saw Yeasayer play was back in early 2008 in London. They were just really starting to break at the time; and despite thoroughly enjoying the set, I remember being a little disappointed at how much of it was playback. This time around though, they've swapped out a couple of members and have additional musicians looking after beats, electronica and percussiony type details.


Yeasayer // HIYA Anand


They played really great gig, wherein they also pulled out a lot of favorites from All Hour Cymbals. Vocalist Chris made a 'Hello Buenos Aires' faux pas, but did manage to make up for it by at least attempting to speak some Portuguese (thanks to his Brazilian wife, we're guessing).


Yeasayer // the indie stage, next to a Castelo de Horrores


We hung around for Passion Pit and Michael's heavily filtered vocals and jumped ship mid-way through the set to catch Phoenix (though to be honest, as solid performances as both did, I kinda wished I could see PS 22 do their renditions of the bands instead).


Passion Pit // Hiya Michael


Despite the rumor milling churning São Paulo into a frenzy over an alleged appearance by Daft Punk with Phoenix at the festival due to supposed appearances by Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo and Thomas Bangalter at various hot spots around the city, we cynical unbelievers also left mid-way through Phoenix's set to catch a breather, a piss and another beer.


The Castle of Horrors next to the Indie stage


By then, Hot Chip were up and man, were they so impressive. They were probably my favourite act of the day; with that fabulous live steel drum action and Alexis Taylor's vocal warming me from the ends of my (very long) pony tail to the bottom of my platformed feet.


Hot Chip // Hiya Alexis


And last band of the night for us was arguably the most controversial act of the day, Empire of the Sun. Sure it was odd that for a synth pop band, there wasn't a synth to be seen on stage, and sure a helluva lot of it was playback, but I really enjoyed the showmanship of the performance. Some new songs were debuted and we weren't particularly impressed compared to those tracks from Walking On A Dream, but it was a fun spectacle to watch and listen to none-the-less, closing with a guitar smashing finale.


Empire of the Sun // Hiya Luke




It was, all in all, an excellent day and a festival that was well planned, polite and polished; though I guess all that makes it sound the opposite of what a traditional festival should be, really. In reality, they can be quite an ordeal, especially when music is actually the last thing on most people's minds and the festival is instead simply an exercise for a wretchedly wasted, hot-tranny-mess of a time. Which is fun too, but I was super happy to be able to hang my platforms up at the end of the day well satisfied at the whole event. Congratulations for a festival well done, São Paulo! Now on to the next one...



Yeasayer: are you Kristen Bell or the ugly brain?



The new Yeasayer video perfectly describes the band’s moment right now: there's a part about them that is famous and pop like Kristen Bell and a part that is odd like the little hairy brain guy. It gets even more precise when you realize that the odd part is sick and eventually dies.


Fortunately, the band is good enough to make pop music sound as impressive as the most Experimental track from All Hour Cymbals. Long live the Kristen Bell side of the band, but we will never forget that mutant brain!


Yeasayer - Madder Red


You can find remixes for 'Madder Red' from the likes of The Golden Filter and Little Loud by clicking here and here. The single will be officially released September 13.

Madder Red gets a Little Loud




LOLz I love this pic. Actually, I love any pic which involves a person of any kind of fame, plus a koala. It just makes me LOLz, and bubbling up inside comes this deep warmth and affection for all kinds of Australianisms.


HIYA gratuitous Gisele Bündchen with a koala pic



In fact, whilst uploading these pics I began to enunciate in an extremely 'Australian' Australian accent. But I digress.


Yeasayer's 'Madder Red' has received another super remix! Brighton's Little Loud aka Will Phillips, takes the lighter than air path with his interpretation, all airy cumulous clouds of instrumentals in the production; weighed down with echoey electronic drums and streaked with shooting star-like synths. Sweet. Cop it below:


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Yeasayer vs The Golden Filter


What one might initially think are two paths going in different directions, have unexpectedly collided in this remix. The Golden Filter have taken their mitts to Yeasayer's new single 'Madder Red', making the most of that eerily pure vocal oooo-iness, speeding it up a tad and filling in the space between with rather a beefier version of their usual golden touch whilst Penny wraps her feather light vocal around Anand Wilder's.


The last third is EPIC! Winding it up into a 7 and a half minute jam, The Golden Filter get deep with the percussion, taking me back to Yeasayer's first album. A wicked interpretation, I really dig where this converged path goes. Check it:





The new video for Yeasayer's latest single 'O.N.E.' makes me giggle so much. It's high budet, kinda new-new rave, and a big mixed bag full of other seemingly random hipsteryishy stuff.


The video sorta follows this guy - firstly borrowing a little from Alex Mac and the Matrix's Agent Smith's copying technique - who gatecrashes a warehouse party full of East London looking dress up types and a caged Yeasayer fronted by an artfully ghetto netted Anand, who, incidentally, reminds me of Sati (from the third installation of the Matrix trilogy) with his cute little bob-style 'do.


Also featured are a trio of supremely enthusiastic dancers glad in rainbow warrior drop crotch trousers, a Lady Gags-esque figure crying into her martini glass and a game/test scenario, played with neon lights and colours and 3-D shapes.




This track is really cool, and though I don't have much of a clue as to what any of the video means, it sure is fun to watch. Check it below:



All For The Ambling Alps
All For The Mountain


I'm never normally one for *jewellery* as such; preferring one big statement piece over lots of shiny trinkets, but All For The Mountain manage to do super cool statement pieces in shiny little trinket form (which, in my humble opinion, jewellery designers rarely do well). Plus they do these look book shots that feel all esoteric-hipster, which I actually dig; kinda making me feel like listening to Yeasayer or something.




Speaking of which, whilst you check All For The Mountain out, do it listening to Yeasayer's new track, 'Ambling Alp', being their deepest foray into 'pop' to date. All versions of the track I've heard make me a little uncomfortable; the Memory Tapes remix shows a darkly twinkly version of the track, whilst I prefer the DJ Rupture remix best, showing the more familiar sound of dark and brooding Yeasayer, that's not a little woozy. But here's the single and the Memory Tapes remix for you to put on whilst you check All For The Mountain's stuff out:


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So anyways. The Sacred Mystical Mountain Ring below almost makes me want to relinquish my life long ambition for the perfect pair of knuckle dusters. Imagine punching someone with this baby:


The Sacred Mystical Mountain ring

Or how about the coolest neck piece I've seen in a while:


Shoulder Pads


And making bolos cool again:

Drip V Bolo


Go check more of All For The Mountains jewellery AND furniture line HERE



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HIYA // Chad Valley
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HIYA // Chad Valley
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