CAUSE I’M A BOSS

~ two things from melena ryzick’s badu profile today in the times (we will ignore her somewhat cornball / questionable “earth mama funk” characterizations) :
“I think Erykah is one of the few artists that truly does have a movement,” said Sylvia Rhone, the president of Universal Motown. “Her music has changed, but she’s been feeding people this creative change all these years, and she’s stayed very connected with her fan base,” through live performances, online groups and other projects like acting in movies. She added that while Janet Jackson’s new record may outsell hers at Best Buy and Target, “Erykah will dominate at the independent record stores.”
That’s a great thought but um… WHAT independent record stores??
And:
Ms. Badu is certain her fans are now ready to hear it. “Being humble is so 2007,” she said. “Trust me.”
I FEEL THIS. 08 IS ABOUT CELEBRATING THAT SWAG. I am really gassed on myself right now – THANKS LEXAPRO! – so humor me until I start getting actually pissed off that you haven’t called me back, and spiral downward into bent-over-and-clutching-my-stomach anxiety zone, frozen in some kind of twisted-up and chronically depressando yoga pose. Actually fuck Lexapro. FEELING. SELF.
~DFA had a party at the MOMA for their new exhibit based on the changing face of the color palette (!). So obviously the theme was: color. There was no actual art in the vicinity, despite the party being an opening, which answered my concerns about how MOMA was going to have a rave-encouraging dance party with 500 drunk folks and still protect their art. Well there was art if you count the rainbow electrical tape maze spread out all along the entryway floor, just under the stage – which I didn’t notice until Jon made a case for the democratization of the medium. ZZZZZ KEEP ART SEPARATE ZZZZ J/K. Jon’s fancy primary-color and now-ubiquitous BBC windbreaker matched the Twister boards they had lined up in the middle of the floor, red yellow green, in ridiculous contrast to Ben’s existentialist worker / rap crew uniform – black puffy n. face, black skully, black work boots, white thermal, bald head, reluctant smile. It really worked for them. I think they are secretly soul mates (sorry Sean).
Records on deck were: the usj – New Order, Michael Jackson, the new subdued beat disco / not disco shit that DFA is churnin out these days. When we left, I think it was Holy Ghost! who was playing skull-rattlin trance that I could not identify, which was fine. Trance is coming back with jungle / drum n bass. And drum n bass will come back… which leads us to:
~The new NERD album is 90% trash-can jungle percussion, and by jungle I most definitely do mean DRUM N BASS. Pharrell said he was really motivated by the dearth of new releases by THE CHEMICAL BROTHERS, and wanted to fill the hole with his own music in the spirit of their energy. He also talked about festival energy, and wanting to fulfill the dreams of wouldbe crowd-surfers. Take with it what you will – but I will stake my claim : SAM AND I CALLED IT (the unrepentant return of dnb).