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Why the hell do I want to do this?

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   In this day and age, literally everyone and their mother is a DJ. I always used to joke that Denver was a city of 3 million people, and 4 million of em were DJs. I got jokes, ha. Why do we do the creative thing? A lot of people would probably say that if your end goal isn't to get famous, there's no point. It's a lot of money, time, energy and other resources that tends to see very little return in the beginning. And most of the returns it gets are difficult to quantify- experiences, friendships, emotions- things of that nature. But hey, maybe that's the point? Things like this tend to fall under the umbrella of "community" or "self development" - things we don't get in our usual day-to-day life, as they don't really benefit the capitalist system. Things everyone seems to lament the loss of since the Plague, which really feels like it was the turning point where the physical world was truly replaced by the digital.   Can we turn back time ...

Thrash Bandicute- "Oolong" EP

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 This is one that's been stewing in the works for years. Literal YEARS. This is one that was (almost) finished back in 2023. But the timing wasn't right. As I once heard- "Songs are never finished, they just escape."  The EP starts with  Oolong , a deep dub poem that feels gentle like the crisp autumn breeze or the familiarity of a lifelong friend you haven't seen for years.   Next is  Montego - A short meditation for endless summer days and nights you don't remember. A song designed to capture the sound of life being easy and feeling good. It's not synth-pop, it's not house, it's not indie rock, it's not house, it's not techno- but it's also all of those at the same time. It's a dream, a memory, a longing- two and a half minutes of perfection, of longing, of beauty, of bliss- then it's gone as soon as it started, like it never happened. Tunnel  was originally also supposed to appear on this EP, but that song has been moved to t...

What Am I listening to? May 2026

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     Goldie Presents Rufige Kru- Malice in Wonderland   Ah, the 2000s. The era where both music and technology peaked. You really had to be there- It felt like a lawless era where anything is possible. Then again, that's also what 2000s ravers said about the blessed 90s, so maybe I should just shut up. Anyways, this album's got that really fun, spacey, slightly delirious feel that comes attatched to all proper jungle- You know, when it's 3 AM, the world of the living has disappeared, and you and your mates are just constantly riffing back and forth? Yeah that's this album. Proper good time.     Veracocha- Carte Blanche (Scot Project 2024 Refix) Trance has really gotten away from its melodic, emotional roots in the last decade or so- queue that whole bit about how "melodic techno" is just a repackaging of 90s trance music updated for a modern audience. So it's really satisfying to listen to a track that isn't afraid to lean into the big, melodic drops a...

Some thoughts for ya

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    It's Friday night. I'm at home watching American Dad. Summer is starting. It's a summer of uncertainty. We're all watching the Hantavirus outbreak anxiously worried about a repeat of 2020. The economy is horrible. The people in charge are equally horrible. I need a distraction. You probably do, too. So here's some words and some DJ tools.  I feel like I've spent the last year in the middle of a huge reset in my life. I've always wanted to travel full time, living out of a suitcase. I got knocked out of my comfortable seat in life about a year ago. And I'm definitely starting from scratch this time. But I know myself well enough to know I do my best work when my back's against the wall. I know what didn't work this last time. And I'm ready to try again. To create success for myself and my friends. To create a kind of community that doesn't seem to exist in the digital age. I'm sure I sound crazy. I probably am. But I feel more self...

Four Twenty. Plus a week. Plus a day.

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  April 28, 2026 CE. Or Anno Domini, depending how you slice it.   It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I had started a record label with a friend from Harrisburg. I was spending the majority of my time in beautiful Montana. The economy was in the toilet. The political climate was awful. The Epstein list had come out, and everyone in power, from Hollywood to the Oval Office, was in there. AI was drinking up all our water. My personal future looked bright. The world's future looked bleak. I knew not what to do with myself this day. I felt in some ways I had reached a kind of internal milestone this last winter, one of knowing my self-worth and knowing I would not compromise it for anyone or anything. This was a difficult and stressful lesson to learn, one I felt I should have learned long ago, but it did not matter. My internal voice no longer nagged me with doubts of if I was good enough. Simply by living and breathing I was good enough, dammit.   So now t...

Four Twenty, Plus a Week.

 Today's random observation: I approach my creative work like an obligation. Then wonder why I'm so hesitant to practice, or reach out about gigs, or do anything with Stephen on the label- it means I have to do more work after I clock out of my job and finish running my errands!