Mechapon, Mechp, Mothra, Ate Bit, Bleye, King Silence, Dusty Knuckles
影響
RZA; Hugo Winterhalter; RJD2; Booker T and the MGs; Edan; Henry Mancini; Prefuse 73; Mulatu From Ethiopia; Grindhouse, Ninja and Spagetti Western films; Timbaland; Ennio Morricone; the guys over at www.em411.com
風格近似
RZA+60's movie soundtracks+classic soul instrumentals.
Mainly boils down like this: It's not really like what anyone else is doing, so just peep the shit!
Mechapon, one of the many aliases of Twin Cities producer Andy Brinkman, is a project that seeks to weave a cohesive musical tapestry from a number of unlikely sources. Mechp's songs blend equal parts 60's orchestral pop, classic soul, psych rock and hip hop. A true postmodernist, Mechp's tracks teem with densely woven layers of samples to create an audio world that is at once familiar and completely original. It's a land were you'd be just as likely to see Henry Mancini as you would Isaac Hayes, Nancy Sinatra as you would RZA.
Happy hump day from Cities Live! Hope you can tune in to the show this Sunday! If you have any requests or comments please feel free to leave us a voice comment so we can play it on the air.
So it's a capital 'T' that's been hanging you up? Don't worry, it's only paint. And paint is easy to remove. If I was your mother and you were my daughter, you would be sleeping already. I wear these pajamas only on weekends. And you think that's healthy? People don't listen to their body until it's too late. I am not dramatic, I am merely being practical.
It's a fractured fallacy to engage in 'what have we here?'. 'Is' is what it is, only and evermore. Suck it in, rub out your eyes, and try to elicit some adaptability from your otherwise rigid & pitiful soul. If the only hearty thing on the menu is lamb pudding, say "Good! That's a tasty treat!" Quell the gag response and move forward. Better and more accessible nutrition will be obtained through the ingestion of the liquified 'bah-bah' than by ingesting the napkin, though that may seem momentarily preferable. Wise choices always make wise men.
After last night's lecture, someone commented to me that I must be an army brat because I had such fantastic teeth. Such teeth, he said, could only be the result of good breeding and access to the finest dental care. I explained that though I descend from a long line of Bulgarian nobility, when I was a boy people were still having infected teeth removed by a donkey tied to a rope. Happenstance, I explained to him, is the main reason behind Mustafio's distinguished countenance.
I am taking a collection up for a new boat. First, I need a crew. I am starting small with a cabin-boy and a mid-shipman. All the life jackets will be hand-knit from the webs of real spiders, which I am currently compacting for a dense body feel. Some of you may come with me on my propsed June voyage. We'll see who makes it to the top of the list.
