I MUST BE IN THE FRONT ROW...

YOU'D BE HOME BY NOW

"The cries of beautiful women provide the soundtrack to my life...."

Can't wait to see this....

THE BIRDS

With Halloween approaching I thought I would share some pictures in the spirit of the season. I am such a big fan of Hitchcock's classic thriller - THE BIRDS. This summer I spent time in San Francisco and made a special trip to Bodega Bay, CA which is a nice drive north of Oakland. This interest dovetails (no pun intended) with my curiosity with cool film soundtracks. There is no soundtrack to this film - except for Herrmann's slicing mechanical bird scrapes and cries.










The surrounding landscape - nothing but the sound of light wind and creepy quiet






Bodega Bay - This water was so still, I felt I was waiting for something to rise from it. Looks like camping is allowed here. Could make a haunting outdoor experience.

NEW EVERYTHING...AND THIS BREAKS THE MOLD...IM BACK MF'S

MARZ RADIO

I've really been enjoying Marley Marl's weekday 6pm megamix which broadcasts on the legendary WBLS . He does a midday mix but the evening hour is where he lets loose. Just as it was with Rap Attack feat. Mr. Magic & Fly Ty (not me) - dope breaks & street house hustle.

The other night it was SO warm and steamy - it seemed like a good idea to escape to the cool cave of creativity. I joined some special guests on the air for a live broadcast from MARZ RADIO. Fun!

TELEPORTATION

IT IS 2010! Why aren't we TELEPORTING yet? Its TIME! Oil is so old and outdated and clearly a big MESS. Windpower would be nice but what's taking so long. We're talking BIG FANS!?! Solar = no-brainer.

I saw this scene while walking down a residential street in Brooklyn. What is this, BladeRunner? Am I in the trenches?

A DESERTED DESERT

I deserted the interweb version of the SAVAGE SEVERE to actually live it. 2 months is too long though.

My head also has been full of odd ball situations all over the map - so been a bit intro. Such is life - inside outside upside.

Recently I had a chance to catch a mind blowing premier - Omar Souleyman live in the deserts of Redhook. And it did feel like a desert - with 90 deg. heat - dusty spaces - and atmospheric stone caves where the performance took place.

I think this was Souleyman's first performance in the US. He is a Syrian vocalist, crooner, and hype man all in one. His videographer and MC was a presence as well (not pictured - had to see this). The man behind the music on keyboards provided live production.

The first time I went to SF CA, I made a visit to Berkley's Indian zone on the hunt for soundtrack tapes. There were rows and rows of Souleyman's music. There was so much I decided on nothing. Fate would allow me to experience this live later.