*Originally published on 2/28/10@http://www.djmotherfucker.podomatic.com
You Schmooze, You Lose: An Imaginary DJ Set
By Jennie Willis
This installment of You Schmooze, You Lose is a bit schizophrenic. We've gone off our medication and we are in Antonin Artaud mode. Tonight's set has noise. It has serene moments; and on the same token it has noisy serenity and uneasy peace. We're going around the world tonight, I hope you've packed your passports and left your box cutters at the boarding gate. I've got your weapons of mass destruction right here, passengers. Time to take off into the stratosphere of aural oblivion.
Iggy Pop- Tiny Girls
The fractured rhythm and blues of Iggy Pop's ode to greedy and seedy women is our signal for takeoff. Swooning horns lull us into a brief tale of misguided love by the Berlin Wall. Where do you turn when the one you're with has been reduced to a shell of mistrust? Try turning to the tiny girls, the little nymphs of promise. But be careful, because you might just hear the same old story of want. The downtrodden time of the beat and the world-weary groan of Iggy Pop fresh out of a dirty spoon season resonates with boarded-up cabaret grime.
MaYYors- Ghost Punch (Live@WFMU 2009)
Next, we have MaYYors, who are more than happy to slam you right in the gut. Noise rock the way it was meant to be: difficult, loud, unrelenting. Pure meanness was never so pleasant.
Desmond Dekker- Problems
Let's relax for a moment. A classic track from the King of Ska, this Shantytown bop through money woes is incredibly upbeat considering the subject matter. Everyday is problems, but when you have music like dirt, the rest is a breeze.
Big Black- Tiny, King of the Jews
While this may seem to be one of the tamer tracks from "Songs About Fucking," don't be fooled: The trademark hatred of Steve Albini is still there, still pressurized and ready to blow. The slow trudge through self-loathing is culminating in retribution. This song's goal is to rip itself apart and then strangle you with it's pale and bloody entrails.
The Nation of Ulysses- Aspirin Kid
The well-orchestrated sloppiness of an avalanche of horns bears down on our collective headache over the radio thanks to DC compatriots The Nation of Ulysses. One aspect of their plot to destroy the world was, for lack of a better term, producing a damn good song.
This Mortal Coil- Another Day
Perfection. Passion is not meant to be overanalyzed, but at the same time if it wasn't then songs like these wouldn't exist.
Nouvelle Vague- Ever Fallen in Love
To lure us out of the spell cast by the previous track is this sexed-up Bossa Nova romp through this Buzzcocks tune. Perhaps if we could convey our aches in this manner we wouldn't be spurned.
Alan Vega- Saturn Drive
The production quality of this selection sounds a bit too slick, but perhaps Alan Vega was making an attempt to distance himself from the raw power of Suicide; regardless, we can't resist this cocaine and city lights offering.
Ending the night is the inevitable comedown. Swelling sweetly, J. Spaceman and company take their time. It is well worth the wait, as each respective instrument in the immense Spritualized arsenal contributes their piece of the buildup...until finally...sonic bliss.
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