Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Space


I find the above image fascinating (gets way bigger if you click on it, I think). It was the highest-tech rocket of its time, yet the launch pad retains the dinge of Russian appartment buildings. Note the wet cement, the rusty pipelines. Imagine being there, or better, being there because you have to man the rocket. Like waking up at 3am, shaving, I guess, cause that's hard without gravity, probably eating some space food to get you amped, then being trucked to this launch pad in butt fuck Siberia...

So far been staring at it for a solid half hour and listening to The Disco-Tech of Alexander Robotnick (his DJ mix from '04). It features some outlandish stuff, like a weird mix of Bizarre Love Triangle, some Tom Tom Club, et cetera. It's so good. Many of the songs are subtly remixed and feature additional space noises and freaky synths. The entire album seamlessly maintains an italo disco/space theme throughout.

Here are some songs off it:

Scotch Pinguin - Invasion
Bangkok Impact - Traveller

There is something exceedinly Russian about the first one. The second one is Bangkok Impact, nuff said. Genius. If you scroll down a few posts, I put up their remix of Robotnick's 'The Dark Side Of The Spoon', which has emerged as one of my favourite tracks ever, thanks to the pitch envelop-y laser-souding bits and the absolutely nutty Moog noises near the end (which now I think are just a really deep pitch bend). Overall, using deep LFO or pitch envelope or even messing with the pitch wheel guarantees a spacey sound, apparently. Here's an example of straight up manual pitch wheel tweaking:

Vast Aire - Tippin Dominos

And here's a square LFO:

Junior Boys - More Than Real

This puts me in a pinball machine as much as in space, but I really love it. The drum panning is intoxicating.

UPDATE:
Must've been pretty spaced yesterday cause I forgot the key track:

Delia Gonzalez & Gavin Russom - 13 Moons

1 Comments:

Blogger Perpetual Rain said...

I haven't posted in awhile, so i thought i would, before this becomes a mainstream mp3 blog for all the audiophiles in their parents basements.

That commie Rocket/shuttle is pretty phallic, I know you want to smoke some CCCP (whatever that means) cock, on the launch pad and during lift your Comrade would explode into your mouth, as you gaze over the cold, yet arousing barren landscape of Siberia disappearing beneath you. And the G-force from the lift off "blows" his delivery into the back of your throat. Fag. Okay that was too detailed, but it's may 24.

Drum panning is pretty rad, maybe we can take it off some sweet jumps.

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