Tuesday, September 25, 2007

IF I WERE CREATING THE WORLD I WOULDNT MESS ABOUT WITH BUTTERFLIES AND DAFOODILS I WOULD HAVE STARTED WITH LASERS. EIGHT O'CLOCK DAY ONE! pt.1

Being a indoor type 80's baby that suckled at the tit of Japanese made/inspired Saturday morning cartoons, my imagination has always been drawn to the future. when you spend most of your childhood entranced with transforming sentient robots, gestalt giant robot fighting vehicles, human/feline medieval mythological warrior people and genetically mutated amphibious adolescents, i dont know how you could grow up to NOT be fascinated with the future and science fiction. and from the days of 50's futurism to this moment nothing says "the future" quite like a beam of photons aka LASERS.

as far as i know while there has been tons of futuristic sounding music made, no one has quite harness the sound of a laser and turned it into a music. the closest approximation we have is the almighty synthesizer. from Rolands to Moogs synths signal to our ears that the time for flying cars is NOW!

lately ive been on that future music shit, anything with laser sounds and a feeling of propulsion has been on rotation hard. check the below selections for some bangers to blast outta your battlestar with the top down.


Bogdan Irkuk - The Distant Message
Awhile ago i read an interesting story alleging that the Wachowski Brothers, the creators of the Matrix trilogy had stolen the plot to those movies from an unknown black woman who had submitted her script to them back when the brothers were creating a comicbook series. interestingly enough this woman was also suing james cameron for stealing her ideas from the same script and crafting the terminator mythos from it. and heres the real bugged out thing, in her script the machines of the terminator series finally win the war and totally enslave mankind resulting in the events of the matrix. ...and Neo is the reincarnated John Connor [cue explosion]. in that story once the robots have totally enslaved humankind, id imagine the Terminators would be elated (or as close as possible to elated as automatons can get), and theyd throw a sick worldwide dance party. during the come down part of this party like 5:30 or so when the robot E has really taken effect and neural nets turn to thoughts of how much each robot loves his robot brothers and how futile the war with humans really was (they just wnated to protect us, why didnt we listen?!?) this jam would drop. and as the song hit the laser part around 2:30 in and the sun began to rise and the dawn illuminated the battlefield and broken weak bodies of their combatants a single tear would flow from the eye of a terminator.
"Even though it is something i can never do, i know now why you cry..." Arnold Schwarzenegger in Terminator 2


Kavinsky - Testarosa Nightdrive
It's 1987 and Chico Avaraldo, the biggest gun runner in Miami has double crossed you for the last time. He sent his goons after you to rub you out and kidnap your girlfriend to sell into white slavery*, they shot you in the back and torched your modest albeit palatial estate. left you for dead. they shoulda finished the job, first mistake. You jump in your Lamborghini and speed down the high way, doing 120 miles an hour on a moonlit twisting road you approach Avaraldo's mansion. The lamborghini hits a conveniently placed jump to fly over the gate. midair you open up the gullwing doors and jump out with BOTH of your Uzis blazing. Avaraldo's ninja army wasnt prepared for such a brash move, last mistake. You enter the mansion and find Avaraldo holding your girl at gunpoint. it ends now. NO MORE MISTAKES.

*"she not white, she Cuban" - the great man Mannie Fresh


Gino Soccio - Remember
whenever i watch a dystopian futuristic movie like say Bladerunner or A clockwork Orange where the life of the populace is incredibly drab and gray and dangerous, i wonder what kind of music does this society produce? is it equally as depressing and gloomy? a reflection of their insufferable conditions and bleak outlook? or is it the exact opposite, beyond happy and upbeat. an escapist fantasy that will allow them to leave their surrounding behind for a minute. if its the later, we will all be jamming the above song when aliens descend from the sky one fateful day and wage war on us on with weapons of science and/or magic. as we all sit chained in internment camps wondering if our new alien overlords will kill us for sport of food, well all be humming this beautiful space jam.