We’re back after a week off. Hey, no lip!
I was out on that Holiday Road. Here’s a trio of quality mixes to get you through the week. Slick and sensual instrumentals, soul-drunk obscurities, and a special blend of multi-faceted melodies designed to balance your brain.
If you like sexy/funky/brief instrumentals, this is the mixx for you, friend.
Press play, and feel yourself floating along a sterilized moving sidewalk in Scranton, PA circa 1987. See the Bugle Boy jean wearing teens, inhale that hairgel stench that duels with the rotten Orange Julius residue splattered amidst the garish rectangular Samantha Fox & Glass Tiger CD boxes piled high in the dumpsters, try to block the intense glare of Beverly Hills Cop II movie posters glowing atop a bonfire of Chevy Astro vans as vintage beats crackle and pop out of dusty, hulking drum machines, and low-pitched synths squeal sultry melodies from vessels that strap on your body and cause shoulder and posture issues (if not utilized correctly).
The incredible Bay Area DJ Matthew Africa has left this mortal coil, but his vast musical knowledge lives on in his wonderful mixes. I may have to dedicate a whole installment of MM to him in the near future, as every mix I come up on that bears his name is nothing short of magnificent.
This here is “Soul Boulders 2” a slow-burning epic of R&B obscurities. “How obscure?” you sneer. “Try me, my knowledge runs deep”.
Is that right? If your knowledge runs so deep, then maybe you can post what all these songs are in the comments, as there’s NO FUCKING TRACK LIST. Maddening! While there’s too many amazing moments on here to count, the song at 25:40 is some gauzy, gut-punching emotional shit.
Hooks up the ass. A wet t shirt contest for your melodic sensibilities. Jingles join forces with 2 minute pop victories and Mclean Stevenson memories. Mercury Rev, Rundgren rideouts, and Robert Altman-endorsed disco. Listen to this on the way to work, or your next sexual encounter. This predates the Insufferable Mixes series, hence the integer. These are my mixes, they follow my rules.