Kunstformen Der Natur

Jena Paradies - Kunstformen Der Nature

Went down memory lane today, listening to the above mix. Kunstformen Der Natur came out roughly a year ago, but it's still so so so good. All you minimal-heads (Aaron Richter, I'm looking at you) need check this one out. Perfect track list, perfect mixing. I used to listen to this mix over and over (along with Piracy Funds Terrorism) just dreaming about my turntables coming in the mail, and being to do things like this. When they actually did arrive, I learned it was in fact much harder to pull off a mix like this, and so far haven't been able to replicate it. New mix coming soon though, which will be pretty epic if I do say so myself. I'm stuck for a title though. Anyone have any suggestions?

An Illustrated Guide To Last Thursday Night

(Weird faces by Chris Hires, Photographs by Angie Vo)

Here are some things that have recently happened:

Thursday night I got off of work at 11, and came home and packed a bag full of records and ran over to Shattered to spin a bit with Mike and the other Pop! DJs. On the way there, I came across the motley crüe of Angie, Sam, Mike and Kim. They were celebrating Kim's birthday, on their way to Tonic. Tonic is the closest thing Columbia has to a superclub. Every Thursday night you can see girls in sparkly shirts shivering as they wait in line to get into Tonic. I've had to stumble through the Tonic crowd many times on the way home from various functions, and while I hated them a little bit, I've always wanted to go to Tonic to see how ridiculous it must be inside. Kim nearly pulled me inside the bar, but I had to run to Shattered first to say "hey" to the Pop! guys since they came out to support me and Cole last Thursday at Sapphire. When I got to Shattered though, John Sheffield was awkwardly stumbling through a glitch-pop set, and I found out that the bands they had scheduled had infact not cancled, so I'll have to wait til next Thursday to play a set at Shattered. So I went and dropped my records off and decided to go to Tonic, since for the first time since I was 18 I was able to find other people who wanted to go check it out with me. After waiting in line behind slow girls who didn't understand how to count money, I got in.

Tonic looks like this:


The DJ was some jerk who uses CDs, but he managed to cover the better half of what's getting played on Top 40 Radio these days. He did play "I'm In Love (With A Stripper)" though, and that was unfortunate. Another weird thing about Tonic: All the budwiser beer comes in aluminum bottles. Here's me being confused by this, while Maura and Mike discuss something.



Tonic is the kind of place that just makes people act crazy. Mike and I decided to "bro down."



The sorority jawns loved me because I wore tight pants and an eagle sweater, and basically looked nothing like any of the other guys in the building. Some dancing took place:



It was Kim Tate's birthday, and subsequently her boobs were on blast:



Can we please go back next week?