Music I’ve bought in November.
I’ve been buying all the usual nonsense this month, but I’ve particularly been delving into the output of Broklyn Beats (yes, one O), a label that was active in the early noughts. They concentrated on what some people at the time called “brokebeat”: Harsh, annoying music you can’t dance to. For instance, here’s Toecutter:
Man, that album is the most annoying thing I’ve heard ever! And I’ve heard all the annoying albums! I challenge anybody to program while listening to this album! Kudos!
But I didn’t know that Broklyn Beats also did this charming packaging stuff:
See? It’s a mesh thing stapled into a kind of sleeve.
And inside, there is what looks like a hand-screen-printed paper sleeve. (And a CD-R.)
I love it.
Music I’ve bought in October.
I’ve been buying a lot of stuff this month, eh? It’s mostly along two lines in inquiry: Is everything Ze Records published in the late 70s/early 80s fun? The answer is yes, but not everything is good.
But some is!
The other is: There has to be more good music I haven’t heard from the 60s, so I got everything in the top 20 here that I didn’t have before.
Most surprising thing: The Stooges are kinda nice. Least surprising: Bob Dylan is kinda eh.
Most random thing of the month:
Formula by Old. That’s an awesome album.
Music I’ve bought in September.
After some months of really trying to cut down on buying music, I just kinda gave up.
LET THE FLOODGATES OPEN!
Music I’ve bought in August.
By the minuscule list below it kinda looks like I’ve finally managed to scale down the amount of music I’m buying… but it’s probably just because I went away on holidays.
Music I’ve bought in July.
And I went to Barcelona and saw a Joe Jackson concert (great) and went to Sónar (fun). I need to buy some stuff from some of the peeps I saw there… like… er… uhm… Oh, yes! Afrodeutsche was great. Very German. (You know, like To Rococo Rot and… Pole? Yeah.) And… Faka? And Catnapp.
Music I’ve bought in June.
Music I’ve bought in May.
After restraining my music buying impulses for a very, very long time (a month or two?), I broke down in May and went on several shopping sprees.
In particular, I’ve been buying Joe Jackson live albums and singles and stuff. I grew up with Beat Crazy, that wild and weird new wave album, because one of my older sisters had it, but I haven’t really explored the “misc.” stuff he released in this period, and the live albums are surprisingly amazing. New versions of all the songs I love.
And then… more more more stuff. *sigh*