crumbsroom wrote:

 it seems I'm not the only one who overthinks the mixed tape to the point of near paralysis.
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Currently though, this is where I am at.

 

WHOAH!!!  That is a sick fuckin' groove! I've never heard of Jean–Pierre Djeukam so I think it's time I did something about that.

The mixtape is definitely an art. Jinnistan makes great mixtapes. Now I'm tempted to digitize the Yoda Jammies collection and post it, with artwork. And those would barely scratch the surface. I would need to make sure I still have a reliable tape deck. Cassettes had their limitations, but they also offered benefits we don't enjoy with modern modes of mix–making. 

Rampop II wrote:

WHOAH!!!  That is a sick fuckin' groove! I've never heard of Jean–Pierre Djeukam so I think it's time I did something about that.

I imagine he's one of those guy whose recording history left almost no footprint, which is frequently the case for these African artists. It's why I scoop up any nicely curated collection of these things whenever I find one that looks like it invested some love into the process.

This one comes from a Cameroon collection, and is one of the most varied and consistent I've found in a couple of years. You almost can't go wrong with these things though. Out of the dozens I've bought, every single one I have is quality.

The mixtape is definitely an art.

And one that, like anything, I could never resist doing intentionally wrong as often as possible. Line up a few tracks in a row that somehow found some kind of miraculous flow between completely disparate genres. And then carpet bomb any expectations with a bunch of shit right in the heart of the tape that wouldn't let those listening get their grounding. Do Angry Samoan's "Homosexual", Van McCoy's "The Disco Kid" and The Bonzo's "My Pink Half of the Drain Pipe" go together nicely, or have I just ruined everyone's good time? Made it impossible that anyone could put one of my mixed tapes on during a party. Have I undone all the good I have done up to that point in introducing my friends to new sounds? Probably. Which is why I would do it every single time. Sometimes even putting songs I knew they liked right at the end, when I knew the tape would run out half way through.

And the sad thing is, people would keep asking me to make them one. They'd open that door themselves when they had to know it would only lead to me handing them piles of these things for the next few years of their lives. To the point that I'm certain I made most of them fear music. But, hey, that just leaves more for me!

"Guilty feet have got no rhythm."

And for those who want to know a superior example of this kind of jazz Beatles cover...




(Bonus points for naming the track that sampled the intro.)

Jinnistan wrote:

Rock, I'm guessing that you're aware that Abigail Mead is the pseudonym for Kubrick's daughter, Viviane?

I learned that after some quick googling. Looks like it's a reference to Kubrick's old home Abbot's Mead?