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Low End Theory Podcast w/Daddy Kev & SamIYam

Posted in LISTEN TO THIS with tags , , on March 4, 2009 by worldromper

Episode 1 of the Low End Theory Podcast featuring mixes by Daddy Kev and SamIYam is available here.

See you on the dance floor tonight! All residents + Restiform Bodies, Egadz & Prize.


Flying Lotus is Playing @ Coachella April 18

Posted in Artists, Music News with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 2, 2009 by worldromper

Photo by Tim Saccenti

Along with these sweet freaks:


AND a whole bunch of other crazy artists listed here.

You can also catch Flying Lotus at:

March 7 @ PURE FILTH 

April 10 @ the Echoplex with KODE9




Posted in 10 DJS I AM IN LOVE WITH with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 1, 2009 by worldromper

DJs, Producers, Live Mad Scientists, MCs, you know…

In no order, and I am going to update this once a week. 

  1. Mochipet
  2. Daedelus
  3. Flying Lotus
  4. S.P.E.C.T.R.E
  5. SamIYam
  6. OOah
  7. Nordic Soul
  8. Eprom
  9. Benchun
  10. Bassobese



    Posted in 10 DJS I AM IN LOVE WITH with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 23, 2009 by worldromper

    DJs, Producers, Live Mad Scientists, MCs, you know…

    In no order, and I am going to update this once a week. 

    1. SamIYam
    2. PrEssHa
    4. Flying Lotus
    5. Rusko
    6. Noisemaker
    7. Take
    8. Ana Sia
    9. Kadeejah Streets
    10. Deadmau5


    Photo by bad-ass music journalist Donte Parks


    Posted in 10 DJS I AM IN LOVE WITH with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 15, 2009 by worldromper

    DJs, Producers, Live Mad Scientists, MCs, you know…

    In no order, and I am going to update this once a week. 

    1. Flying Lotus
    2. Nosaj Thing
    3. Lorn
    4. Mochipet
    5. Take
    6. SamIYam
    7. Mary Anne Hobbs
    9. Ras G
    10. Daddy Kev

    West Coast Future Sound Movement on BBC Radio 1

    Posted in LISTEN TO THIS with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 11, 2009 by worldromper

     Download and listen to the whole show for yourself here.

    Bear in mind however, that West Coast Rocks on Mary Anne Hobbs’ Experimental show on the BBC Radio 1 is much, much more than a music show. It is a documentation of the fresh and crackling cultural movement of music that is growing on the West Coast of the USA and changing lives in the process.

    I know- I just moved to LA to write and promote for the music that I love and the artists who make it.

    With 100% West Coast beats the show begins. The bass from Mono/Poly‘s “Red and Yellow Toys” flaps down and gnaws on you, and from there you get a guided tour of the future sound happening in San Francisco and Los Angeles. Particular focus is paid to what I labeled “the epicenter of the future of music:” the community and inspiring energy whirling around Low End Theory in LA. A sense of momentum is indeed building, and you can feel it right inside your chest when you walk into Low End Theory, which I am about to do in a couple of hours.

    And when I return home tonight, things will have shifted, musical tomorrows tweaked just a bit more by what will come out of those speakers tonight, by the audience’s reaction, by the dancers’ moves, by each knob twisted and every lever adjusted by the performers. Daddy Kev talks about Low End Theory as a physical experience; the design of the venue itself is like a bass bin and the music flows through you. Here you are not a mere spectator; here you are part of the international electronic community, and here you will partake in the evolution of music, and come out a different person on the other side.

    Low End Theory is a rite of passage for performers as well, many of whom you can now hear on the 2-hour show which is ripe with interviews with the Glitch Mob, Kid Kamelion, DJ Tomas, The Gaslamp Killer and Daddy Kev, tons of cameo’d voice shout-outs, and a track list that tickles the fancy of any music freak worth their MP3s.

    Standout tracks for me include:

    • Take‘s remix of “Sleeping Bear” for Architeq, my new Myspace profile song (Dubplate)
    • SamIYam‘s “Bricks” (Dubplate)
    • Vaccine “Radiate” (Dubplate)
    • Eprom “Zoning” (Dubplate)
    • Nosaj Thing “Coat of Arms” (Alpha Pup)

    …and of course a lot more you guys, but I have to go now and start the prefunk and head out to Low End Theory, to celebrate the Age of the Nerd in a place where music has been liberated, where dots are connected, where you might just find yourself party to an audio sonic bikini waxing. And just maybe run into a “portal“.

    XLR8R’s 50 Best MP3s for 2008

    Posted in Lists, Music News with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2009 by worldromper

    Check out this fatty list and then somebody mix them all together!

    Some names I love seeing on this list: Benga, Skream, Rusko, M83, Matty G, Jamie Lidell, Mochipet, Caspa, Autechre, SamiYam, Flying Lotus, Telefon Tel Aviv, Ellen Allien, The Pharcyde, Daedelus, Nalepa, and the Glitch Mob.

    All I gotta say is: shorty want a thug.

    From the Front Lines: edIT @ Pure Filth, Vibesquad & BreakBeatBuddha

    Posted in From the Front Lines (Show Reviews) with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2009 by worldromper

    edIT mixing edIT live five feet in front of me Friday night at Pure Filth was the best part of my week, fo sho. MC Kemst was on hand as well and I really enjoyed the stylings of Ras G along with SamIYam; these two are also part of the future bass sound culture here in LA and they are dragging dance floors with them.


    Saturday night BreakBeatBuddha and Vibesquad were also laying down proper things at this ravey masquerade called “War of the Roses” which was not really all that. The giant feather chandelier was dope and I want one, but the golden mask decor was lame and uninspired, the three rooms spread out the attendees and the energy a bit too much, and very few people even dressed up- losers.

    Still, Vibesquad ALWAYS throws down bricks on the floor and is an absolute joy to watch, and do you know who plays some hefty fucking breaks? Eva plays some hefty fucking breaks! Which is of course the only way breaks should be. 

    That is all you get. More to come this week, I promise.

    Photo of edIT by Dylan of Tap Tap Productions.


    Posted in 10 DJS I AM IN LOVE WITH with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 8, 2009 by worldromper

    DJs, Producers, Live Mad Scientists, MCs, you know…

    In no order; and I am going to update this once a week. 

    1. Flying Lotus
    2. Vibesquad
    3. Megasoid
    4. Mimosa
    6. Mochipet
    7. SamiYam
    8. Ana Sia
    9. Woo
    10. Boreta

    VIDEO: WEST COAST ROCKS! Mary Anne Hobbs of BBC Radio 1 w Glitch Mob, Flying Lotus & more

    Posted in Music News, Videos with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 6, 2009 by worldromper


    Featuring an introduction by Daedelus, live footage from last week’s Low End Theory with the Glitch Mob and Flying Lotus, kick-ass journalist Mary Anne Hobbs, SamIYam who enjoys poached fruit, San Francisco, our fair neighbor to the north, and starring my pulsing, vibrating, glittering new home and the center of the world music scene: LOS ANGELES OW OW OW!!!

    And that is TOTALLY me screaming when the Glitch Mob drops Boreta’s new track.

    You can click on the video, go through to YouTube and watch the video in high quality.

    From The Front Lines: Echoplex with FLYamSAM, Gaslamp Killer & More

    Posted in From the Front Lines (Show Reviews) with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 17, 2009 by worldromper

    Does it do it for you? Does the early-night sight of a cheap plastic table piled high with laptops with glowing, bitten apples, USB cables up the kazoo and out the wazoo, wires and boxes with buttons and knobs all over the place do it for ya? Does it make you bob up and down like a cork in whiskey with a stupid fucking grin plastered on your face for so long your cheeks hurt? Does it bring your heart up in your throat like you just saw the boy you like staring at you with very bad intentions in his head? Does it make you dance like this is your only life and you are going to die someday? Does it?

    Well it sure as hell does it for me. 

    Can I get a FUCK YES for the button pressers? For the unapologetic wizards who give us the gift of dance night after night? For the boys and girls moving forward the future of fucking sound with their electronic creations and tireless efforts?

    I woke up this morning after less than four hours of sleep, bright eyed with strands of words in my head desperately trying to worm their way out before they disintegrated into a lost dream. Maybe it was the pseudoephedrine-laced cough medicine I took last night (now I understand why they make FUCKING CRANK out of that shit), but by all practical purposes I should have slept deep into the bright and sunny day. But I couldn’t stay in bed and was up by 7AM, energized by the talent I experienced the night before and yes, this insane LA sunshine on my face. I had forgotten what it was like to walk outside and have the weather lift your spirits, instead of peering into another gloomy, overcast day and wanting to kill a bird and break somebody’s windshield just for the hell of it.

    Sorry Seattle. My bad. But you are going to have to put up with my super annoying OMFGILOVETHESUNSHINE shit for a while. I will try and send some up the West Coast to you; expect it mid-July. For a month.

    So anyway I arrived around 11:30 last night at the Echoplex, a big dark belly of a place with the stickiest floors I’ve danced on in a WHILE. That’s how I like it though- give me divey and grimey and filthy and city OR give me the outdoors in the forest or field or beach. I am a woman of extremes, though I did not favor the pussy little drinks in Dixie Cups at the Echoplex one bit- next time I’m bringing a flask. The sound was pretty good up front although towards the back it got a little cloudy; this didn’t bother me however since I am never in the back of the room. I am a card-carrying speaker freaker, and you know this.

    Now the Echoplex is in the neighborhood of Echo Park in Los Angeles, an area I was warned to never, ever to go at night lest the roving gangs of marauders decapitate me the instant I stop at a red light and disperse my body parts to the four corners of the universe. Obviously this did not happen. Cough cough, did somebody say culture of fear?

    I arrived as the earlier show of the night was coming to an end and the funky Latino punk-hop band Ozotmatli was working the crowd- it was hot and sweaty and smelly up front as the dance floor jumped around, got down, and waved arms on command. Great dance music and lyrics (DONDE ESTA LA AFTER PARTY?), but since I was there for the late-late action I didn’t want to go too crazy and instead had a drink and went out to the smoking section where I met friends # 12, 13, and 14 in Los Angeles, all of whom welcomed me with big smiles to their city which they obviously love. I also met Carmen, the chick in the bathroom selling cigarettes, condoms, and gum- I don’t think anyone had asked her name since 2006. I have had a very warm welcome here indeed- not only have the temperatures been flipping sub-tropical but the artists I know in LA have reached out to me with open arms, putting me on lists and inviting me to sweet parties all over the city. 

    Ozomatli finished up with a powerful political message, truly a great introduction for me to LA’s vibrant and active Latino community and a great funk-forward band. The crowd thinned out dramatically and became more rainbow with fewer women. And I ask again, why the hell are electronic music shows so dominated by the boys?

    “BOYS! MUSIC! NOW! PRESS SOME BUTTONS!” was what I was screaming in my head at the sound guys of the Echoplex who had quite the rough time getting their shit together so Eliot Lipp and Alex B could play. Finally, the bass boomed out and we got the fat fucking beats we had been waiting for. These guys are the shit, in case you didn’t know. Check out the mixes on their Myspace pages. Now. 

    The Echoplex ruckus was the official after party for the STS9 show; people started to trickle in and by the time the Gaslamp Killer went on, the floor was getting hot with one crazy blond chick dancing like a mad woman down front (there’s freaks in LA, WATCH OUT YO). “Hope you sound guys are ready for me,” the artist taunted the techies with a smile.

    Now, I must tell you: I love the Gaslamp Killer. No, let me rephrase that: I FUCKING LOVE THE MOTHERFUCKING GASLAMP KILLER. His set was rudely and heavily cut with grimy dubstep and the boy acts like he is commanding an orchestra of dancing zombie minions or maybe an army of club kid-skeleton freaks to do his bidding as he swings his arms and fro maniacally to his hefty beats. Jesus Christ, where do I enlist? Another sound guy had to crawl out and put some sort of jack under the table to hold up the weight of the equipment and of course, that chunky bass. And wow, do the ladies love that fro or WHAT? He is my new favorite.

    After that inspiring set, the oh-so-loveable Flying Lotus stepped onto the stage alongside SamIYam and together as FLYamSAM, proceeded to lay down crackled, warped brain music, a perfect fit in the dank underground club, and I danced the rest of the night away. The two play off each other well, having a great time. I always love watching Flying Lotus do his thing because he exudes joy, his passion for his music as apparent as his smile. I always just want to hug him. I left before the very end, ‘cuz motherfucker I’m ill, not sick- no really, I am existing way under the weather and my normal hyper-energetic self. I have no health insurance, but no worries- music is the medicine.

    The crowd last night was not huge, but truly these cats are ahead of their time. A lot of people don’t quite ‘get’ the music they are making, for they are on the bullethead of the art of sound and it takes the majority of people a while to catch up. But they will. Keep doin’ it, yall, for all of us alive out here. I see how the bass slut scene in Seattle has grown in one year, and I must say I could not be more excited to see and help this music dominate the West Coast and then on to the world. You guys with me?

    And speaking of noodling up to artists: please, people, when a DJ or producer or MC or visual artist wows you, TELL THEM. Thank them. Creating something from your brain and putting it out there and saying “hey everybody, judge me please” takes a lot of balls. As a writer I know the power of words; kind statements from my friends nourish me for weeks and weeks. So tonight while you are out if someone rocks your world, let them know. You don’t have to have a colorful vocab (watch the low jab)- just saying ‘thanks’ helps artists to keep creating and making the world better for all of us. SO DO IT.

    Speaking of tonight: STS9 plays another show here in LA at the historic Wiltern Theatre; I will be there early as to not miss one second of Kraddy, OOah, edIT and Boreta as they rain down mad sulphurous thunderfuck upon the crowd. Then for me it is on to a sweet rooftop party downtown with Robot Koch- after getting to party all night with his Jahcoozi-mates Sasha and Oren at this year’s Decibel Festival, I must say- it’s going to be one HELL of a night.

    Seattle, you’ve got Mr. Rogers and birthday boy novaTRON at J-Sun’s going away party tonight at the Lo-Fi. DO NOT MISS.

    Again, this blog is a work in progress. I LOVE getting comments, yes even negative ones. I like to hear what you have to say, so say it loud. Does anybody get my referrals to random lyrics and songs? Souleye, maybe?

    Peace and love. Have a great Saturday night and remember, safety first, after fun.

    Low End Theory: Cherry Popped

    Posted in From the Front Lines (Show Reviews) with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 16, 2009 by worldromper

    So for my first night out in LA I went to ‘Low End Theory’ at this place called the Airliner just north of Chinatown- my kind of place for sure, nice and dark and gritty with a supersweet sound system. Playing? Oh you know, just the MOTHERFUCKING GASLAMP KILLER (apparently a resident DJ there) along with Lipp Service, Eliot’s Lipp’s mad live electronic band, and Bass Science, otherwise known as Steve Nalepa and Matt B. There were some other artists there as well I didn’t know, but I will.

    Nalepa is playing at the Rebar in Seattle on January 31 along with Sleepyhead and my good friend Noisemaker; for any of you reading this in Seatown (which is like, ALL of you)- do NOT miss this bass slut show, and that is an order.

    Anyway I walked up to the venue and of course started bullshitting with the various freaks out front, one of whom turned out to be the manager of the place, and therefore Shilo drank for free the rest of the night. As if you didn’t know, free vodka is a double-edged sword which must be handled with a delicate touch. The mad amount of talent in this upstairs room on a Wednesday night blew my mind, and had me dancing like the freak I am for hours. Oh yes.

    You may have noticed that you don’t get much of a review sometimes out of me, and it is almost always because I had too much fun, and that was the case on my virgin night out in LA. Though I did come here to write for musicians so I will soon be getting my shit together and writing up reviews for real; stay tuned to hear about the STS9 show on Saturday night at the Wiltern. It should be a sweet show and the openers? Some kids named the Glitch Mob. Tonight there’s a little party with Flying Lotus and SamIYam, otherwise known as FlyAmSam. And I also heard talk of a rooftop party with Robot Koch, one-third of one of my favorite musical groups in the world, Jahcoozi. He’s driving down from San Fran in a rent car as I type.

    So yeah, I am in heaven and wondering what took me so fucking long to get to the center of the universe. After a week of unsuccessful job and apartment hunting, it was a great slap in the face to remember why I moved here- the music, the music, the music, and the sunshine. I am in the honeymoon phase of moving to a new place, and am skipping around town like a fucking crackhead, dancing to the dubstep which gets stuck in my brain, and driving around with the windows down, all with a stupid, shit-eating grin plastered on my face 24/7


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