Filed under: a-trak, burundi black, don diablo, harold melvin and the blue notes, indian disco, M.I.A., mustard pimp, o'jays, rye rye, skinny fabulous
So I found some interesting tracks here… some weird crossbreed somewhere between bollywood and Indian disco. I’m not sure what to think about it, but it makes me giggle a little bit. You decide.
Bappi Lahiri – Yaad Aa Raha Hai
Salma Agha – Come Closer
Bappi Lahiri – Kasam Paida Karne Wale Ki
Here is “Bang,” one of the newest cut from the 18 year old Baltimore native Rye Rye. For the past two years, Rye has slowly been generating buzz thanks to collaborations with blogger-approved DJ’s Diplo, Blaqstarr and The Count & Sinden, and even spent some time touring alongside with MIA.
Rye Rye ft. MIA – Bang
Here is a goofy little track by Mustard Pimp, remixing everyone’s favorite show from 1990
Mustard Pimp – Fresh Prince of Bel Air
Don Diablo’s upcoming album Life Is A Festival sounds quite promising. I think every blog has managed to mention him at least once. Check out this new mash-up off the album.
Don Diablo vs De la Soul – Stand Up For Me, Myself and I
Lastly, some loosies. Here is some soul to get your sexy on as well as a BANGIN soca track by Skinny Fabulous that i’m currently in the process of remixing. Holla.
So, I was trolling through the blog world and stumbled across a post that had me laughing. I’m glad I wasn’t the only one thinking this. The good people at Philebrity posted their thoughts, and I couldn’t agree more; matter of fact, here is the post:
We have been silent on this topic for far too long: That band MGMT annoys the living hell out of us. Why? Hard to say. Too Hot Topic, maybe. Too BlogRockBuster, perhaps — our age’s equivalent of the Blockbuster approach to music, like Boston in the 1970s, if Boston actually sucked and did not, as it turned out, rule. So yeah, we winced when we copped the mp3 of Diplo’s remix of the MGMT hit single, “Time To Pretend.” Which is arguably the only MGMT song we’ve ever heard that is worth a damn. And it’s here that we must give Diplodicus a kind of backhanded compliment: While it is usually the remixer’s job to take a single, boil it down to its basic ingredients and then rebuild — thereby proving the track’s unquestionable hook-i-ness — in this case, Diplo’s services reveal that, when boiled down, MGMT remixes prove the unquestionable suckiness of everything this band touches. And, so we are understood, this is not about Diplo’s remixing talents, which are well-established and totally bangin’. This is about MGMT becoming a totem for everything that is unfortunate and wrong about music right at this moment. You don’t believe me? Well, listen:
Now.. Since you had to hear that, here would be one of my personal favorites