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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Ipod Shuffle Mix 1


Mars-1 just had a show opening at Jonathan Levine Gallery in NYC, as usual it was pretty mindblowingly, awesome work.  Check it out here.

Just like a Mars-1 piece, Ipod shuffle mixes take seemingly random and chaotic elements of the universe and find geometric patterns that create a beautiful cohesive landscape of sound/visuals.  Or not, it's possible that I just put my Ipod on shuffle and let the machines do all of the work.  It's called chaotic curating, a term that I just made up right now.  It's all about letting the robots out of the cage and seeing what they come up with.  I have to say that they didn't do a horrible job.  It may not be a Mars-1 masterpiece but it's definitely a couple steps above a paint by numbers.

The mix is a nice blend of girl groups, soul, some old people music and a small sprinkling of Indie.  Download the Mix here. or hit the jump for samples and tracklist.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Ipod Shuffle: Blackout Edition

The whole neighborhood's power was out for several hours the other night.  I headed up to the roof with my ipod to relax and look out at the darkened quadrant that was my neighborhood.  I was only alone momentarily though, a meandering stream of neighbors soon made their way up to the roof as well.  There is quite a random smattering of characters that are housed in my building.  One piece of sample dialogue, "I was a freebase guy so I freebased it."  Alright, thanks for that Mr. building manager.  Once talk devolved into the correct way to deal with an addiction...boooring!!  I headed back inside.  I set up some candles, put the ipod on and just relaxed for awhile.

The only problems facing me were the facts that my ipod had super low battery life, and my phone had one bar on its battery.  So I couldn't text anyone, I was afraid it would die from extraneous use and I would need it for an alarm if the power didn't return before the morning.  My only viable option for entertainment was to ride my ipod into the ground, suck out whatever music I could from it before my entire apartment went back to the dark ages.  I should invest in a hand cranked record player.  So here is a small mix of what I listened to sitting around my candle lit apartment before my ipod died and I decided to damage my eyes by getting my Johnny Tremain on and reading by candlelight.

Grab the mix behind the jump.