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6.22.2009

25 YOUR BEATS +++ CASSIE FANTASTICO [062509]

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Same format as last time. It was more fun. Stream-of consciousness stuff.


You’ll notice I partially dropped my bracketing-the-dates affectation. I should have done this a long time ago, but it takes me a while to get going on things somethings (for instance: ID3 tags, still coming soon).


I have started posting my songs directly to Facebook because: Web 2.0, and Facebook doesn’t like those brackets and replaces them with their html code in the song titles (specifically, it turns the open bracket into “%5B” and the closed bracket into “%5D”). Purely cosmetic, and I don’t plan to go back to fix the old ones.


Yeah, that’s my girlfriend on the hook


I know. Taboo, right? Well, it was my idea, and she nailed it, so suck it. A good interpretation of a Baltimore club-style chorus. I went into the session thinking that if I could get one good iteration of that phrase, then I could do my cut-and-paste thing and make it sound good. As it turned out, Cassandra nailed 4 in a row that worked so well that they needed very little post-work.


And her stage name is Cassie Fantastico. Not sure why. She likes it. We all get stage names. It makes us feel more powerful.


The coup of this song is that there is hardly any snare.


I didn’t plan it this way. I must have just yanked up the high-end percussion sometime during the first day, because I don’t remember noticing that the snare wasn’t there until I listened to it at home. From that point on, this song became an experiment in rap-without-snare (or clap, or snap, or whatever). I found it difficult to keep the song moving at times, but for the most part I am happy with how I came out.


I appropriate when it’s appropriate


Big fan of this line. I consider it a descendant of Jeezy’s
Snowman (who has that snow... man) and Jay-Z’s “I’m not a businessman/ I’m a business, man.” Take same words, different meanings, and lean the words against one another to show HOW FUCKING SMART YOU WERE to have come up with such an amazingly witty pun.

I’m also glad to have been able to squeeze in a little mini-commentary on sampling in a song that was originally just a vessel for glorification of DIY-ness. For the record, I stand by most of the points covered
this speech given by Stanford IP Law expert Larry Lessig at the TED conference a few years back.

In other news,
RIAA.

On the other hand,
this kind of sampling is lame because it has nothing to do with not being a total asshat. I am so constantly and consistently angry at this song that I don’t even know what to say sometimes. It’s so blatantly opportunistic, so sloppily executed, and so pre-packaged-Disney-lame that I am nearly paralyzed with bilious anger every time I hear it. I hate this song.

Speaking of sharing, former Indef bassist Pat Chrisman has been playing around with stems from I Am Not a Sailor I Am the Captain. I posted some work he did on Get Ur Money Out below. If you want the stems to mess around and make songs, just get in touch with me. I’ll be happy to send them out over the webwaves.


Get Ur Money Out Pat Christman vs. FA

Blog roundup


SAILOR/CAPTAIN mini-review at Jump the Turnstyle/Boston Pheonix online.


Album review at Surviving the Golden Age.


Proud member of Podcast #10 at Music Like Dirt.

That’s all for this week. Next week is halfway, so I’ll try to write something a little more substantial.


Song credits:
Chorus vocals by Cassandra Gibbs. Mixed by Phil Gorey. Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East, Cambridge MA.

3 Comments:

John D. said...

R.e. no snare: I mean, it's good to branch out like that and try new stuff. But I gotta admit, I like a strong snare. Although maybe it wouldn't've bothered me so much if I wasn't reading you talking about it while I was listening...

thomas said...

Enjoyable track, and you're right about Cassie killing it. Nice job, Cassie!

I notice you've slacked on your listening (and you explicitly addressed this a while ago). May I recommend some depressing reading instead? Brief works, I promise:

90 North, by Randall Jarrell (just type 90 North into Firefox)

Aubade, by Philip Larkin (full text about half a page down in a Google search)

Have someone read them out loud.

Abraham said...

Thomas -

If it hasn't been published in the Boston Metro, I haven't read it.

However, I accept your challenge and shall read these pieces sometime soon.

John -

I'm a snare guy, too. Just trying new things. Also, perhaps I should temper my self-criticism in my posts so people don't immediately hear the parts of songs that I dislike.

Thanks for listening!

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