'Sup homies. This afternoon finds yours truly putting the finishing touches to another barrier-breaking/envelope-pushing half-hour mix, cut and crafted by my own fair hands. This one is destined for an online radio show (details to follow) but I shall be uploading it here for all you taste-makers and Sonic thrill-seekers to see what you think.
Tiring of the acres of files on my hard-drive, I've definitely rediscovered my love of vinyl lately...in particular the 7-inch variety. I'm not even talking about the more celebrated specimens that sport a picture-sleeve, though obviously that is the ideal aesthetic situation for a small, round piece of plastic with a hole in the middle to be in.
However, some of my collection comes from a time when 7" singles were taken from pub jukeboxes and placed in revolving racks in local sweet-shops, waiting to be loved a second time. I think Marcel Proust wrote about just this at some length.
Anyhoo, some of these gems will undoubtedly be finding their way into my own particular take on Mixtape Poetry, then out there into the cold, dark recesses of cyberspace. Now that's one epic journey pop-kids. Stay tooned.