Archive for February, 2008

Soul, man

Posted in Blogroll with tags , , , , , , on February 26, 2008 by Jack

So I just got done watching Mary J. Blige perform on the VH1 series, “Storytellers,” and I was blown away. It wasn’t just that she could sing (trust me, she can), but it was the amount of emotion, the soul, that she was transmitting on that stage. What made the performance even more enthralling was that she talked with the audience about each song before she sang them. She became really emotional at times and I could hear where all that pathos comes from – she hasn’t had an easy life and she has been able to translate that, even more so, transmute that through her singing.

I’ve always had a thing for soul music – that raw emotion that comes from hardship, experience. One of my favorite albums is Curtis Mayfield’s “Superfly.” What I love about this record is not only is the music fantastic – orchestrated funk – but that he’s telling a story about a socially relevant topic: drugs in the ghetto. But the album has so much soul because you can feel Mayfield’s own anguish throughout, as well as his hope for things to get better.

Music is so fascinating because on one level it’s just a series of frequencies put into a particular order, which doesn’t seem really all that interesting, but then you hear it and it triggers something in the brain – emotions, thoughts, passions, anger, heartbreak. We’re wired for sound and soul music targets that in a way many other forms of artistic expression just can’t. It goes straight for the heart.

But what exactly is soul music, especially when you think about electronic music? It’s music made by machines. Growing up in the Midwest, if it didn’t have a guitar in it most people don’t think it’s music. I’d always be debating about how an instrument doesn’t have to be “played” to be considered music. In fact, when I first heard proper techno, I was caught by how much soul was being conveyed in this music that strove to be as inorganic, compositionally, as possible. It was music that seemed to be searching for the soul in the machine.

I’ve always been attracted to the fact that despite the evolution of technology, we still grasp at the humanity within cold wires and hardened steel. Techno, in some ways, epitomizes that by saying, “we’ll take these machines you’re trying to inject us with and make something beautiful with them.” The machine has simply become a new medium for human expression.

Music isn’t about the format, the instruments, or even to some degree, the ability – it’s about the soul. When a song can touch or move someone, when it can create an empathic bond between two people, it becomes something more than just sounds and sequences, it transcends its parts. Soul music is about the expression of the human experience and it doesn’t matter how you do it, it just needs to be done.

Beat(off)port

Posted in Blogroll, Music with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 8, 2008 by Jack

 

It’s two o’clock in the morning and I’m in my office.

Point. Click.

Point. Click.

There’s a knock at the door.

“Honey?”

It’s my wife!

I scramble.

An “Uh, yeah,” stumbles out of my mouth as I fumble with the mouse trying to close the browser.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, not much . . . I’m just . . . just . . . looking at porn.”

Silence.

“Well, as long as you’re not on Beatport.”

“Oh, c’mon, baby, you know I said I wouldn’t be doing that anymore.”

It’s a silly scenario, but not altogether without truth. With the easy access of digital music tracks, time well-spent on gay midget bondage videos is now going towards scrolling through genre after genre of the latest in electronic music. In addition, with the scores of formally out-of-print back catalogs being added, there seems to be no end to the deluge of dance music one can scan through.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love vinyl. The feel on the fingertips, the cue under the needle. But vinyl, alas, is expensive. And more importantly, in limited quantities. I can’t count how many tracks I’ve heard and then ran down to the record store to find it only to hear it’s not in stock when I know there are five copies underneath the counter saved for the “crew.” A morally devastating routine, to be certain. But it’s also understandable for the record label to print a limited quantity – it costs a lot of money and time to master, press and distribute vinyl, and even the biggest hits can be in high and hard-to-find demand.

But with the advent of the digital format, no track will ever be out of stock again. That, as a DJ, is simply brilliant. I will never have to suffer the knowledge that I won’t, eventually, be able to acquire a track. I mean, I just downloaded the Surgeon’s “Magneze,” almost ten years after I first heard Jeff Mills backspin into it on his classic “Live at the Liquid Rooms” mix. I’ve dreamed of owning that track and suddenly I can have it forever, without fear of warping, scratching, or theft – only my hard-drive crashing.

The other by-product of on-line digital shopping, with it’s easy access and low-cost, is that now anyone can acquire what was otherwise a strictly DJ-only form of music. That track you heard on your favorite DJ mix can now be yours – in its entirety. And for me, as a DJ who loves all genres of music, I can now afford to buy music that at a record store I would have to put back because I could only afford records that I knew would eventually be used for live performance. I mean, I started buying drum’n'bass again, almost seven years after I stopped spinning it! And I’m all the happier for it.

As a music junkie, I can never get enough. I have to have it, and I have gone to huge lengths to acquire certain tracks – like special-ordering from Germany – for an import price I’m embarrassed to mention now. But, now, since I have unlimited access, I can’t seem to stop. I just know on the next page is that little gem hidden amongst the rows of WAV files that will finally fulfill me. Oh, but, wait, there must be one more on the next page, or the next page, or . . .

Knock, knock . . .

“What are you doing, honey?”

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