ortishead-Bristol, UK. Die Triphop-Pioniere um Beth Gibbons haben uns im Okober 2008 ein neues Album geschenkt. 11 Jahre sind seid der letzten Veröffentlichung ins Land gezogen und obwohl scheinbar niemand an einer Wiedergeburt des Triphop interessiert war, wurde dieses Album in den vergangenen Jahren von Fans und Kritikers heiss erwartet. Nach "Dummy" und "Portishead" lastete hoher Erwartungsdruck auf dem Trio und mit dem, was sie erschaffen haben, haben wohl die wenigsten gerechnet. Die Triphop typischen drückenden Bässe sind verschwunden, vom Klang vergangener Tage ist einzig Beth Gibbons parasysierende Stimme geblieben. Doch weit gefehlt wer jetzt denkt, das "Third" Musik für den sonnigen Sonntag Nachmittag am See ist. Wenn Portishead sich eins beibehalten haben, dann ist es die apokalyptische Stimmung die durch das gesamte Album eine tragende Rolle spielt. Experimentierfreudig zeigt sich die Band, mit fragilen Gitarren und zackigen Beats. Nur Gibbons Stimme steuert zwischenzeitlich ein wenig Richtung Hamonie ohne die bedrohliche Wirkung der Musik zu verlieren. Man hat so einige Mühe sich mit dem neuen Klang anzufreunden, doch ist es die Arbeit wert das Album ein zweites, drittes oder viertes Mal zu hören bevor man bedenkenlos sagen kann das die Band hier ihr vielleicht bestes Werk abgegeben hat.
20081026
unter dem zeichen des P
ortishead-Bristol, UK. Die Triphop-Pioniere um Beth Gibbons haben uns im Okober 2008 ein neues Album geschenkt. 11 Jahre sind seid der letzten Veröffentlichung ins Land gezogen und obwohl scheinbar niemand an einer Wiedergeburt des Triphop interessiert war, wurde dieses Album in den vergangenen Jahren von Fans und Kritikers heiss erwartet. Nach "Dummy" und "Portishead" lastete hoher Erwartungsdruck auf dem Trio und mit dem, was sie erschaffen haben, haben wohl die wenigsten gerechnet. Die Triphop typischen drückenden Bässe sind verschwunden, vom Klang vergangener Tage ist einzig Beth Gibbons parasysierende Stimme geblieben. Doch weit gefehlt wer jetzt denkt, das "Third" Musik für den sonnigen Sonntag Nachmittag am See ist. Wenn Portishead sich eins beibehalten haben, dann ist es die apokalyptische Stimmung die durch das gesamte Album eine tragende Rolle spielt. Experimentierfreudig zeigt sich die Band, mit fragilen Gitarren und zackigen Beats. Nur Gibbons Stimme steuert zwischenzeitlich ein wenig Richtung Hamonie ohne die bedrohliche Wirkung der Musik zu verlieren. Man hat so einige Mühe sich mit dem neuen Klang anzufreunden, doch ist es die Arbeit wert das Album ein zweites, drittes oder viertes Mal zu hören bevor man bedenkenlos sagen kann das die Band hier ihr vielleicht bestes Werk abgegeben hat.
20081022
20081021
song rotation vol. I
Ghetto City, 21.10.08
Wer suchet, der findet. Man kennt das: Du hast eine Basslinie, zwei Wörter oder eine Hookline in Kopf aber dir fällt einfach nicht mehr ein wie dieser Track hiess... und es macht dich wahnsinnig.
In meinem Fall war das Dendemann "Hamburg, 7.1.98" Jaha, fröhliches googlen wünsch ich da. Und keiner in Reichweite der kompetente Hilfe leisten könnte, aber man hat ja eh so seine Probs mit dem eigenene Ego "Verdammt, du weisst genau wie der Song heisst!" Pustetorte. Aber wenn das Gehirn erstmal auf anständiger Rotation auf 33bpm läuft fängt die Platte an zu springen und Google spuckt was brauchbares aus. Und meine glorreiche Wiederentdeckung von unser aller Liebling Volker Racho will ich euch natürlich nicht vorenthalten.
check das Mikrofon one too, hier gibts heut verbales Take-won-doo:
peace and out
Wer suchet, der findet. Man kennt das: Du hast eine Basslinie, zwei Wörter oder eine Hookline in Kopf aber dir fällt einfach nicht mehr ein wie dieser Track hiess... und es macht dich wahnsinnig.
In meinem Fall war das Dendemann "Hamburg, 7.1.98" Jaha, fröhliches googlen wünsch ich da. Und keiner in Reichweite der kompetente Hilfe leisten könnte, aber man hat ja eh so seine Probs mit dem eigenene Ego "Verdammt, du weisst genau wie der Song heisst!" Pustetorte. Aber wenn das Gehirn erstmal auf anständiger Rotation auf 33bpm läuft fängt die Platte an zu springen und Google spuckt was brauchbares aus. Und meine glorreiche Wiederentdeckung von unser aller Liebling Volker Racho will ich euch natürlich nicht vorenthalten.
check das Mikrofon one too, hier gibts heut verbales Take-won-doo:
peace and out
20080918
technical diseases
Technical diseases.
When I say "technical diseases" I mean all that stupid shit that should make your life much easier but doesn't help a bit. Exeamples:
Navigation devices.
Who the hell invented that shit? Probably some sort of U.S. government agency that has the goal to irritate all citizens so that they can't think a minute about their life even if they wanted to, because there is always some sort of "useful tool" that they have to complain about! PEOPLE! Use your fuckin' brains! Grab a map, try to find out where you are now (Shouldn't be that difficult... RIGHT?!), search for the point you want to move to and scratch with one of your many fingers along the road that is nearby the direct connection of the two points! It's freakin' easy!!
Cellphones.
I know I said it before and I say it again. I really hate this cellphones!! The practical effect of a cellphone is that you can communicate with another person when there is no telephone around.
Don't use your cellphone as a musicplayer, a mobile cinema or as a webbrowser, especially when you're around me! There are Instruments to do all of that stuff AND THEY A EVEN BETTER AT IT, AS YOU FUCKIN' PHONE! "But combining these things is practical and useful!" NO, it's not! A good musicplayer has a much better sound-quality playing your songs then any cellphone. It's natural destiny is it, to have you enjoy your (probably ass-stupid) music as loud as you want and even without bothering the whole street you're going down. You're pissing off the universe. Don't piss off the universe. The universe is going to slap you. Beat it you filthy bastards!
Social networks.
The latest invention to keep you stucking at your house, buying and consuming stuff you don't need. It really pisses me off, hearing people talk about a very cool social network they found on the internet in which they "finally" can find people that share the same interests and neurotic affactations as they do. have you EVER thought about that idea that the owners of that networks don't have your personal happiness in their minds, but how to make you spend your money on even more shit that you don't need? All of your personal data you give in the network isn't used to find people you can communicate and exchange with, but to control your purchasing behaviour and to personalize the adverts you see! All of you stupid fuckheads are manipulated and controled and you don't give a fuck about but fill the networks with even more of your nonsense that noone smart enough, not to put his hand in a food crusher, cares about! I got three word for you. GET. A. LIFE. If you want to find people sharing the same interests as you do, turn on your brain and try to find out how you can find them without throwing your brain to the wolves!
Now turn off your computer, go outside and spend some time at the beach or some shit!
see you soon...
Navigation devices.
Who the hell invented that shit? Probably some sort of U.S. government agency that has the goal to irritate all citizens so that they can't think a minute about their life even if they wanted to, because there is always some sort of "useful tool" that they have to complain about! PEOPLE! Use your fuckin' brains! Grab a map, try to find out where you are now (Shouldn't be that difficult... RIGHT?!), search for the point you want to move to and scratch with one of your many fingers along the road that is nearby the direct connection of the two points! It's freakin' easy!!
Cellphones.
I know I said it before and I say it again. I really hate this cellphones!! The practical effect of a cellphone is that you can communicate with another person when there is no telephone around.
Don't use your cellphone as a musicplayer, a mobile cinema or as a webbrowser, especially when you're around me! There are Instruments to do all of that stuff AND THEY A EVEN BETTER AT IT, AS YOU FUCKIN' PHONE! "But combining these things is practical and useful!" NO, it's not! A good musicplayer has a much better sound-quality playing your songs then any cellphone. It's natural destiny is it, to have you enjoy your (probably ass-stupid) music as loud as you want and even without bothering the whole street you're going down. You're pissing off the universe. Don't piss off the universe. The universe is going to slap you. Beat it you filthy bastards!
Social networks.
The latest invention to keep you stucking at your house, buying and consuming stuff you don't need. It really pisses me off, hearing people talk about a very cool social network they found on the internet in which they "finally" can find people that share the same interests and neurotic affactations as they do. have you EVER thought about that idea that the owners of that networks don't have your personal happiness in their minds, but how to make you spend your money on even more shit that you don't need? All of your personal data you give in the network isn't used to find people you can communicate and exchange with, but to control your purchasing behaviour and to personalize the adverts you see! All of you stupid fuckheads are manipulated and controled and you don't give a fuck about but fill the networks with even more of your nonsense that noone smart enough, not to put his hand in a food crusher, cares about! I got three word for you. GET. A. LIFE. If you want to find people sharing the same interests as you do, turn on your brain and try to find out how you can find them without throwing your brain to the wolves!
Now turn off your computer, go outside and spend some time at the beach or some shit!
see you soon...
20080913
dear fuckheads
Don't you juste hate all this misunderstood "female-independence" bullshit? For example, when I go to a door and hold it open for a girl I don't wanna hear something like "woooah, I can open the door by myself, I don't need you!" "You think I'm too weak to open a door?!" "I'm independant!"
... no! We know that you can open a door by yourself, we just try to be kind!! When I grew up my mom told me to open up a door for someone else, thats kind!
I just want to be nice to you... Don't be a bitch!
And whats wrong with all those stupid pricks buying this fuckin' IPhone? You get screwed guys! read the fuckin' licence agreement!
Speaking of telephones, I know it's been said before, but these fuckers, "listening" to their dumbass music over their mobile phone speakers AT TOP VOLUME makes me physically ill! Hey, jackass, the only thing you can hear is like, KRZZKRRRKZKZKRRKZZZZ, cause' the speaker has a quality of a World war II radio device!!
Stupid pricks... stay the fuck away from me. Otherwise you force me to go into politics, built a suicide machine and decree a law that says, everyone misusing their phone a a boomboaster has to kill themself in my freakin' machine!! Seriously, stop that shit! Nathaniel Baldwin or someone invented headphones for a good reason...
till then
... no! We know that you can open a door by yourself, we just try to be kind!! When I grew up my mom told me to open up a door for someone else, thats kind!
I just want to be nice to you... Don't be a bitch!
And whats wrong with all those stupid pricks buying this fuckin' IPhone? You get screwed guys! read the fuckin' licence agreement!
Speaking of telephones, I know it's been said before, but these fuckers, "listening" to their dumbass music over their mobile phone speakers AT TOP VOLUME makes me physically ill! Hey, jackass, the only thing you can hear is like, KRZZKRRRKZKZKRRKZZZZ, cause' the speaker has a quality of a World war II radio device!!
Stupid pricks... stay the fuck away from me. Otherwise you force me to go into politics, built a suicide machine and decree a law that says, everyone misusing their phone a a boomboaster has to kill themself in my freakin' machine!! Seriously, stop that shit! Nathaniel Baldwin or someone invented headphones for a good reason...
till then
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