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08-15-2009, 02:05 PM | #31 (permalink) |
Souls of Sound Sailors
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Well, FaSho, I'm glad you stuck around. I can't believe after almost 4,000 posts you never grew out of the stuff you came in here listening to. =O It's incredible, you must just be really stubborn.
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08-15-2009, 02:18 PM | #32 (permalink) | |
why bother?
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Location: UK
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08-15-2009, 03:48 PM | #35 (permalink) | |
16, so?
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Location: South Africa
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I have done a little bit of searching and as you said there ain't too many links that are fresh and up to date, although I did find some of Steel pulse's stuff that was good. |
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08-21-2009, 09:12 PM | #36 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Jun 2005
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I joined up when I was 12/13 yrs old, but unlike many kids my age I didn't really get into "nu-metal" or post-punk. I was being raised by a single mother who had no taste in music aside from a fierce love of the oft demonized U2. So, at a very young age I was left to fend for myself in the vast music world, and at the time of my joining I listened to T-Bone Walker, Elmore James, Magic Sam, Jimmy Smith, Django Reinhardt, and Wes Montgomery. Looking back, I find it kind of astounding that I was able to have such a deep understanding of blues and jazz at a young age, and when I first began to post that understanding helped me alot. I was able to communicate about my favorite artists with adults, who immediately pegged me as a 20 something year old college student. Aside from Ethan, I sometimes felt like mb's golden child, especially when guys like David and Lee would express the same ideas about soul or blues as me.
As mb grew and grew I found myself playing a diminished role, until I eventually found a home in the screamo/emo forum. Many who have been around since 07 or earlier may think of me as one of the stalwarts of the screamo subforum along with the infamous cap'n caveman, zealious, ethan, and the dave. In the days before our recent influx of quality screamo fans, those who frequented the forum were tight knit and eager to spread bands through the sharing thread and pm's, something that has kind of stagnated. I'm not trying to say that our new crop of posters is lazy, because I do really like all the new dudes (bardonodude, rubber, cult classic, tyrannoear, cassius, etc). I do not know how I came to have such a feverent love of screamo, as you can well imagine most of the bands mentioned in our threads are a far cry from blues, jazz, and soul. It's hard to remember but I think my introduction to screamo was either I Have Dreams or Circle Takes The Square, but I do know that Capn Jazz introduced me to emo. These days I do not listen to CTTS or Capn Jazz, but I have expanded out into hardcore and more indiemo than I had ever dreamed of. For a long time screamo was all I listened to, as I got caught up in the complex family trees of the genre. Today I have narrowed my tastes down to the essentials, all of whom constitute exceptional music in my eyes. About the time I figured out what I liked about the screamo/emo genre, I began to explore West Coast hyphy and Stones Throw records. MF Doom was always my favorite lyricist, and Dilla was always my favorite producer. I looked into Mac Dre, the godfather of the Bay Area hyphy scene, as well as Yukmouth and Del. I have always liked poetry, even from a very very young age I would read e.e. cummings, so the ability to create intricate rhymes and meaningful lyrics is important to me. These rappers all met my expectations in really unique ways. I never considered myself that big of a hip hop fan, although I did listen to Slum Village and A Tribe Called Quest, as well as other Brand Nubians and Native Tongues like De La Soul and Black Moon. After my hip hop phase I bounced around from post-rock and Western African folk. I listened to folk pretty heavily too, but I never got into Nick Drake or whoever ethans favorite artists were that he used to recommend everyone. Now I listen to everything I think will interest me. I get this weird feeling when I talk about finding new music. I'm at the point now that I have listened to so much music that I can pretty much determine if I will be able to listen to something or not before even checking it out. I think that kinda sounds elitist or close minded, but that just means I can discern that I'm not going to like female j-pop or what have you. I guess my tastes have become more defined, but that's not to say I am only willing to listen to certain things. If anything I'm more open now than I've ever been, recent discoveries include Comus and Guides By Voices. I don't consider myself that knowledgeable about music at all, but I figure as long as I get that urge to smile ear to ear I'm doing just fine. |
08-22-2009, 01:30 PM | #38 (permalink) |
afrocentric
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: texas
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i always come back to texas music,.....i cant help it, it was bred into me,....
some of my earliest memories are momma singin me jerry jeff walker and guy clark songs,....so thats really my comfort zone, i always come back to it,...and no matter where my musical exploration takes me, its always on the back burner,....its like comming home from a much too long vacation around third grade or so my step mother really took her toil on the relationship with my dad, and books and music were damn near the only way i could find a connection with him,...and it was that yerning for a bond with him that made me really dive into classic rock the way i did,....neil young, crosby stills and nash, zepplin, the allman brothers (he is after all from georgia), traffic,.....most of it has stuck much longer than my affectionate feelings tward my father,....and i guess i have to thank him for that, because,...well,...its just good when i hit jr high i went through the normal 90s grunge and then goth phases, though the only thing that really stuck were the pixies, pearl jam, and nin there were a few summers where i spent on st simmons island with a band of slightly older, way cooler than me, bohemian kids i fell into at a coffee shop,....they smoked cloves ciggs and listened to jethro tull and tori amos,...i learned to play chess that summer and read frank herberts dune,....as the cliche would have it,..it kinda changed my life,.....we were novelties to each other, though they influenced me more than i entertained them in high school there was a resurgence in the texas scene mostly due to robert earl keen and pat green, but it opened up the door to so many new texas artists that i quickly embraced and started sneekin into bars just to be a part of,.....because of that i made me revisit my roots of classic rock and classic texas due to influance and because it made me feel like i had some kind of foundation,....often in that scene you find so many that are just there for the social aspect, but it really became a way of life for me,....i also started smokein pot with a crazy german who was 10 years older than me and introduced me to the dead, panic, medeski martin and wood, jam bands,........i latched hold really quickly to that it was easy to move from jam bands to reggae, and that transition also fell into the summer season,.....which, just fits, ya know? jimmy cliff, i loved jimmy cliff for me everything musically builds on each other,....i love to throw myself into band, and then find out what they were/are influcenced by and then explore that,.....its all like a book that the chapters are out of order, but in the end it all makes sence the kyle tenure really opened me up to blue grass, which is vastly underrated if you ask me,....grisman, dan tyminski, chris thile,....great stuff my friend jake has really renewed my faith in rock music made after 1982,.....the strokes, the white stripes, sparklehorse, spoon, kinds of leon,....i thank jake everytime i see him for that,.....he just blushes so there are the high points i guess,.... best musical moments: (in no order of importance) sittin through a cold decemeber rain, in my truck on the court house square, at three in the morning circa 20 years of age,.....and cryin the whole time i listen to neil youngs old man, and realizing thats my dad cross roads guitar fest at fair park, with my good buddy david, and realizing that john mayer can hold his own amongs all these 'guitar gods' i was so jazz hands about guy clark at poor davids pub with a audience so into it they stopped ordering drinks drivin through dallas' downtown lights at 6 years old, singin la freeway with my mom sittin on the leslie cabinet following around pat green for a month and livin on warm beer and allsups burritos the old lady that was only there for cocaine not diein of hypothermia during music fest at steamboat sunday song swaps at luckenbach in front of the little window where you get your beer, and the weird guy with the flute that always plays moondance south dallas ghetto blues bars, and having no business in them accustic shows at antones et. al.
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