2024: sets of the year

CCL – A Night in the Skull Discotheque

Beginning a lot of talking about what a incredible year CCL had, this mix is a awfully close perfect — depth when you need it, works as a warmup and as a banger, heavy joints when you need them, etc etc etc. I continue to be very late on “bass music”, but I am still pretty happy about it.

Fauzia – RA 926

Lush, lush, and then lush again; lots of her own work, and all of it is luminous and wonderful and downtempo and still luminous again.

Full Circle – Back To Disco Valley (The Slow Goa Mix)

Recorded something like 12 years ago, this surfaced in 2023, and snuck into rotation pretty much instantly — draws the lines between Italo weirdness and psy weirdness, and “slow nrg” of pretty much every sort.

JD Twitch – All Arthur Russell DJ set, live at The Barbican, London

Another sign that I’m in middle age: I’m starting to get Arthur Russell. But for real, this set is wonderful because it is hopeful and uptempo without crushing the high end — enough so that when a lone Talking Heads track comes in at the end, it feels like an EDM banger.

Objekt – Live @ Nowadays, April 7

Yep, another one of these, if anything deeper than the last one.

Tom Moulton – The Sandpiper Mix

This is it, maybe the first disco DJ mix ever, and the one that launched Moulton’s career, which helped shape the course of disco history — and it’s just on the internet, and it’s kind of great, and of course it was made literally by hand, by splicing tape.

The Deep Ark – The Deep Ark

One hell of an achievement, maybe a little bit much, but my goodness, the apotheosis of the 1990s? Maybe, maybe.

Honorable honorable honorable mentions to CCL – Live at Freerotation, Nono Gigsta – The House Of Crocodiles Part 2 (Live at Freerotation), (Freerotation?!), Loidis – RA965, Haruka – XLR8R 845, KRN – RA951, and Laurel Halo – Awe on NTS – 05-21-2024.

(What on earth are these podcasts series going to do for episode 1,000? I well remember the conceit of record labels doing CAT001, say — it’s spectacular that a few places are going to do it).

2024: tracks of the year

Fewer bangers this year, but!

Dougie & The Tone Drifters – Immigration Stumble []

Well, if you had told me that I would spend most of the year losing my shit to a Cajun fiddle instrumental with a triangle part, I would have laughed at you. I bought this CD on a whim from Johnson’s Boucanière, which is not a record store and is a store that sells BBQ and boudin sausage, and it was nothing but winners — more about it in Albums.

Chaka Khan – Be Bop Medley Medley (Donut Edit) [Warner]

You can blame Theo Parrish and the “Donut Edit” (sp?) that he has for this one — but this is I guess post-Boogie, and it is really good, in either the original or the edit. Khan is also a demon of a vocalist, and her performance here covers a lot of ground, all of it very, very well.

DJ Marfox & DJ Nervoso – A Própria [Príncipe]

Those who are repeat readers of this website may recall a Príncipe show at Elsewhere in February of 2023 where I talked about “an unshazamable track with a man’s voice SCREAMING” — here it is (it’s from 2008, calm down), and it is not messing around.

Avalon Emerson – Karaoke Song (Ineffekt’s Two Day Version) [Another Dove]

Oh heck, I don’t even know if this is that good, but it gets me right in the feels with the cutaway to “How is your Mom? Where does the time go?”

Very honorable mentions to:

  • Mother’s Pride – Learning to Fly (X-Cabs Remix), an ultra-deep Chris Cowie cut that I found on vinyl that is nothing but chrome and rocket fuel.
  • BeBe Winans – Thank You (12″ Mix), a Nowadays classic
  • Everyday People – I Like What I Like, a very deep 7″ dig in New Orleans … but then it turns out there’s a Danny Krivit edit, c’est la vie
  • Peverilist – Pulse IX, one of those “what record is this, this is great” that surprises you every time you hear it
  • David Holmes ft. Raven Violet – It’s Over, If We Run Out Of Love, the kind of record that makes you have faith, somehow.
  • DJ JM – Pepper, pure heat and nothing but pure heat.

2024: concerts of the year

Another “normal” year — until November at least — but let’s get into it.

thinkdance/Jill Sigman – Re-Seeding @ Gibney

Thinkdance, or at least this iteration of it, is Jill Sigman, my friend dan Cole, Donna Costello, J’nae Simmons, Amala’ika Rinyire and Stacy Lynn Smith (names from the program, apologies for errors!)

This piece had a lot going on, but I want to talk about the actual thing itself: it was something like a hour of improv dance, with 4-6 bits for the dancers to hit, and all the rest being free movement between themselves and the props. Three moents stood out for me: first, how shockingly hard it is to do anything improvised for an hour and have it be remotely coherent. Second, a moment where all the dancers were doing a lap of the room, with their footfalls were sliding in and pout of time with the music. And finally, an ending filled with ambiguity in dance, but with a near-perfect resolution by the musicians (Kristin Norderval , Gustavo Aguilar and Miguel Frasconi in peak Downtown contemporary mode) who did a New Music Fadeout just after the traffic drone from the open window stopped — astonishing.

John Luther Adams – Darkness & Scattered Light @ BAM

This was at Long Play, the Bang On A Can festival, and there’s even a youtube link, and it was beautiful — Luther Adams wrote the piece for Robert Black, who recorded the canonical version and died in 2023. The album is worth your time, as is this performance.

Gyorgy Ligeti – String Quartets I and II @ BAM

Again from Long Play, the Ligeti Quartet — yes yes, you get the joke — did amazing runs through these very difficult, very arch, and very heavy-metal quartets. Getting good pictures of classical musicians is impossible due to reasons of class, so the above images is from the performance of a different piece … but it captures the what-is-going-on dynamicism of their playing pretty well.

Dmitri Shostakovich – Violin Concerto No. 1 @ Carnegie Hall

With the London Philharmonic and the magical/magickal Patricia Kopatchinskaja on violin! Kopatchinskaja is so stupefyingly intense that she goes past “oh, she’s a good player”, past “oh, she’s a bit weird”, past “she does her own thing”, and past it all again to be actually, totally sui generis. In the Shostakovich, especially in the quiet parts of the first movement, with the subway rumbling under the hall, she managed to cover all of the tragedy and wonder of Russian-ness in something like 9 minutes. (The image, again, is from another performance, but begins to capture her).

Honorable mentions to Music For 18 Musicians at Long Play, which was gorgeous; to my friend Annie Wu’s album release party; and to going to a Real Madrid game in Madrid, and hearing 50,000 both whistling an Osasuna player, and hearing 50,000 people cheering a Jude Bellingham goal.

on sexism at the highest level

I’ve been absorbing a lot of words about Trump’s victory, and I want to add something for the historical record: It’s the sexism, stupid.

There are, I think, many reasons why Harris lost — but I would bet a lot of money that a gender-swapped “Kam Harris”, a mixed-race lawyer from, say, North Carolina, would have run Trump at least as close as Trump ran Biden in 2020 — and I think good old Kam, who was a four-star college recruit at receiver and cornerback, might have just won the whole thing outright. (Remember Kam’s pick-six when he was at Ohio State? What a play! I’d vote for that guy.)

This is sexism, it’s deep misogyny: we know this. There are lots of other reasons why Harris lost (ask me about my kayfabe theory for keeping incumbent parties in power), but Trump has won twice against women, and lost to a dude who is turning out to be pretty lame. This is not just sexism — but vicious sexism sure has helped the Republicans over the last eight years.

the trip to spain

upstate

mutek 2024

Ten years after my run at Mutek in 2014, some highlights, in no real order:

Colin Stetson on solo saxophone is pretty incredible — circular breathing for minutes at a time, singing via a throat mike, percussion via taps on the saxophone and the keys, etc. I don’t know if I 100% loved the music, but there was nothing with as much chops in the entire festival.

One day, I will work (work it!) as hard as Marie Davidson, but not today. A great live set to a really wonderful local crowd.

There was, secret, a fashion festival going on at the same time, on the other side of Place Des Arts, which I didn’t even notice until Thursday night. It had two stages, one with a catwalk, and this one — with frankly terrible sound, maybe a dozen people maximum — but with every one of them losing their heads to Jersey club, dancehall, trap, a zouk record, etc. I deadpanned “well, that kind of put Mutek in the dumpster”, and, you know, I was not wrong. Except for …

ZORA JONES + SINJIN HAWKE, and the giant projectors of the SAT-O-SPHERE, which saved the day multiple times. It turns out that a kinect plus some spikes looks amazing on a very big dome – to say nothing of a gopro video from the head of golden eagle.

and, totally different, Cobblestone Jazz were great — pictured here in an extended closing solo from Tyger Dhula.

At A/Visions, we had a flawless victory from Martin Messier’s “water drops plus strobe lights” piece. It turns out you can strobe it just right and make it look like the drops of water are moving up. (Honors out also to Myriam Bleau’s Second Self, with very strong LED lines and masks, but I did not sneak any pix from that)

Kode9 closing down the outdoor stage on Saturday with excellent, heavy footwerk and post-bass etc etc.

I was not expecting to dig Factory Floor, but I ended up really enjoying the pulse of two drummers, even when they slid a bit due to monitoring issues.

Lamine Fofana was much more dub and crackle and space than I was expecting, but I really enjoyed it — it felt like he had a real handle on the soundsystem.

Kara-Lis Coverdale was a dash uneven, and started with maybe a bit more noodling than I had in mind — but the last two-thirds came together really well.

But, let’s close with Mateo Murphey, Montréal techno veteran, and his dub/tech/trance live show in the Sphere, with visuals that started like this:

… and rapidly turned into this:

This was not … technically hard, and the Sphere gave a huge advantage — but I think this show had the most gasps of delight of anything at Mutek, which is not so bad.

dreamworld

Montréal in summer, a real fantasy land:

join the slam dance

Some quick words about Anz’s two hours closing Mr. Sunday and Avalon Emerson’s three, and Akanbi’s deep afro morning set:

  • Anz and Florida breaks, huh — a lot of Miami in her current sound, but also the Fixate record, as well as Clearly Rushing and a whole quasi-dancehall section.
  • Avalon Emerson started in “John Digweed vs Nick Warren 2001” territory, and I was deeeelighted — though I think the correct comparison for her for the prog veterans is clearly Sasha.
  • Akanbi, on the mic! A really nice run through afrobeats, dancehall, r&b, and the patience to let a a pop track play out at a much lower volume — and keep the dancefloor there through force of personality.

There’s also been this … thing happening, which is interesting: people are dancing. Like, really going for it dancing. There was a moment near the end of Theo Parrish where we had about six people doing fairly formal house dancing, moving in and out of each other’s spaces, and very much not just standing and facing the DJ and doing the standard two-step shuffle. This has also happened at Anz, especially later in the evening when there was a bit more space, and earlier on at Avalon Emerson (I saw a woman doing a half-time candy skip!) — it’s not quite 1976, but it is something. I am, of course, mostly at Nowadays all the time, but I am interested to see if this is happening elsewhere (or at Elsewhere, even).

theo parrish

We all made it through the six-hour morning set, somehow — lots of runs through the “Theo Parrish Loop” of soul / jazz / disco, house, ultradeep tech jams, repeat. This time we stopped on No UFOs, a Temptations record with a kickdrum snuck under it three times in succession, a gospel record cut against a vogue beat — to say nothing of the many unshazamable 12-minute epic tech records. I saw at least two people moved to tears at various points, someone brought a speaker cone to be signed, there were people who appear to have made their own merch for the show, etc