Underneath a bag of nails and crate full of wires/cables I noticed a stack of records. I pulled a couple out and saw a Lionel Ritchie and Pointer Sisters record, and thought I would comeback to it later. Maybe sample or two, Right? We swept up chicken poop, lots of dust,some old rat poop, threw out tons of garbage and hung up some divider curtains. My studio desk setup is less than ideal, but I think it will work. I/not I might need to rewire some electricity to a more acceptable outlet, but that is neither here nor there.
Between moving cans of paint and cardboard that stack of records caught my eye. I grabbed it, started peeling them apart. Wrinkled, water damaged covers.
Donna Summers – I will survive (w/accapella ), meh…
Some CeCe Peniston track with a possible hidden jem in the Steve Silk Hurley Dub… Meh
Some Motiv8 White… Meh.
But wait…. What is this Gem that has caught my attention? Glistening, something drawing me back to the cover. The cover is ripped but I can make out the words “Round Two”.
Round Two – “New Day”
Classic, amazingly sweet and a sad and lonely sound that sticks with you for weeks.
Andy Caine on vocals, and some random dudes on the 909, Jupiter 8 ect.
By random dudes, I of course mean Mark Ernestus and Moritz Von Oswald. Who?
You might know them as Rhythm and Sound, Basic Channel, Maurizio etc. The masters of that dubbed out spatial mess of noize and reverb that outlined, wrote, edited, proofread, published and fucking BURNT the book of dubby techno.
Round Two – New Day.
Rhythm & Sound w/Paul St. Hilaire Free For All
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No. Not when there is good work to be done in this world.
Soul Music. Funk Music. Deep Blues. This is music made for both big feelin’s and feelin’ big. No room lackluster. No room for anything but letting it all out, no matter if you have a tissue handy or not.
Big Feelin’s or Feelin’ Big.
Sun is out, life is good.