These past few weeks as the possibility became more and more a reality, I got nostalgic. In the mixtape, it really shows. The result was basically a “best of” the past few years of life here in Columbus, mixed with thoughts of New York, and a few new songs that have caught my ear. For fans of my mixtapes, you’ll find lots of familiar ground, but hopefully a few surprises. For the rest of ya, just push play and enjoy.
To all the past friends, crafters, & nudiecranes, we love you & will miss you dearly. To all the new friends we’ll meet in New York, we’ve got some bikes to ride & some nudiezines to make!!!
Okay, okay. I’m starting to get mushy, so let’s get on with it as…
Well hello there, my friends! Long time caller, first time listener and I got a treaty-treat for you this labor daymartin luther king jr daypresidents day memorial day weekend! It’s hot out but, my dear old friend, shit’s about to get even hotter. Like Dungeons n dragons in a different fucked up dimension, we got a 3-sided mixtape to slay a few mojitos with…. oh ho ho, but that’s not all! Two of the songs featured in the mixtape are also in two tsurufoto presents… short films!
Oh, it’s a surprise because today we are putting the “radio” back in tsururadio running a pythagorean special with Sides A, B, & C TOTALLY BLIND!!! duh-duh-DUUUUUUH!!!! I guess I could’ve broke ‘em up, labeled them out, and got a bunch more “hits” and shit, but fuck it, it’s a 3-day weekend and I’m having too much fun!
Any & all donations of support to help us reach our goal are truly & truly appreciated! I promise to ride my ass off for you in August and hopefully help get us one notch closer to putting an end to cancer. You can donate by clicking the photo above or by going to the following page.
Thank you thank you thank you in advance! So, with that being said, this being that, and here being here, let’s get this show on the road & let’s get our asses back to enjoying the niiiice long weekend, as……….
tsururadio presents… Lover, will you look at me now?
Howdy kiddos! How the fuck are ya? Me? Well just dandy dandy, thank you for asking… As many of you know, I’ve been a busy boy over at tsurufoto, takin’ lots of pictures, starting a nudie blog, and, of course, running the #1 nudiezine in the world! I’ve taken quite a hiatus from “new music” for a few months and I got to tell ya, it was fantastic. But, after getting a new mp3 player it was time to see what was going on out there in music land and oh my how depressing is it? Of the top 100 artists being blogged about about a week or so ago, I knew maybe 3? Though that lifted my spirits, when I set out exploring all these news bits of data uploaded to the 4 trillion music blogs I was overcome with blahness. Like dear-jeebus-what-is-this-craparoni blahness.
But it ain’t all spaghetti with no sauce out there, there’s a few gems to be found, not that it has anything to do with this mixtape… Nope. Today’s mixtape started when I finally came across Phosphorescent. Where were they may whole life? Fuck. Specifically A Hundred Times Or More. NOM NOM NOM. Anyways, found them, loved them, “Pretty” owned my heart and soul for about 2 weeks and lo & behold a mixtape was born.
But there’s more! You see, I’m one lucky mother-fucker. I’ve got the best job in the world being a photographer & zinester, part of the reason is because I get to do what I love and have a fucking blast doing it, but the other part is the absolutely amazing friends I have made doing it! Sheila, Cherry, Button, Cherie, Angela, Isabella, and on and on and on, so many of the zine’s nudiecranes I’m so happy to call my friends now. Whether it’s going out for a burlesque show and some drinks or simply hanging at Chez Tsuru with arts & crafts time, we love these beautiful women!
“Button being Button”
So, with that and with this I’m dedicating this mixtape to all the nudiecranes out there! From our closest friends to those where we may have only spent an hour together and I never heard from you again. All of you are amazing & beautiful in your own way and it’s your uniqueness that each of you so perfect (and absolutely stunning)! We love you guys!
Okay, enough mushy-pants, let’s get on with the music shall we as tsurufoto presents…
Well my friends, it’s that time of year again! November is a key month in the world of Aaron Loves Meghan… it’s the month where we started dating, when we got engaged, and, of course, when we got married. And every year around this time we present our latest Aaron Loves Meghan mixtape!
This time, as you can tell from the photo above, things got a bit messy… Thank the lardy I had my pencil handy and my lovely assistant to wind that cassette back up, eh?
So, for our 5th volume, we each put together a mini-mixtape for each other. Mine is Side Aaron Loves Meghan, her’s is side Meghan Loves Aaron. Then, when we were all done, we put them together and BLAMO! Awesome-o lovey dovey romantical super good times happy hour!!!
And yes, I know we are a little late getting this mixtape up for you guys… We’ve been a little busy with Baby going to Hong Kong for two weeks, then me to going China for two weeks, then both of us going on a MUCH needed vacation to the Galapagos Islands for a week (which was epic! Like a beachy vacation meets a tropically exploring vacation meets nature’s classroom). We even made a short film for you!
Don’t worry, as per usual it’s not a “talky” and it’s soundtracked by one my favourite songs, “2080″ by Yeasayer!
Okay, back to the mixtape!
Now, just as a little reminder… don’t read too much into each song! Sure, some are blatant love songs, of course they are, but some are just songs we love to sing together or to/at each other – though you can certainly see where October, where we only saw each other for one day, played quite a role in the music selection…
And with that, I think I’ll get to hurrying up to shuttin’ up and get this music going on as…
I first really fell in love with REM with Green. 1988, I was what, 15? It was before the years of prog when I was still wading through the music world, trying all kinds of stuff, whatever tickled my cockles. I loved “Stand”, hard. Bought the record and wore the fuck out of the vinyl! Then I saw an uncensored version of “Pop Song ’89″ on a friend’s cable late one night and well yeah, I was a smitten kitten.
I didn’t dig into their older stuff at the time, I was still just a poor kid finding out what’s what, pulling away from Top 40, pulling away from the kids around me, dabbling in whatever sounded decent that anyone had a copy of a copy of a casette that I’d get my hands on.
But before I could really dig my teeth into them, Out Of Time came out and I was the first person to call them sell-outs. Big hits, MTV awards, rap, and “Shiny Mother Fucking People”. I said some mean things to my girlfriend about the album she loved. Of course, later, I learned to love that album.
Then Automatic For The People came out when I was living in this garage apartment in Tampa, doing the chef thing, riding bikes & my moped, living life (mostly at Joffrey’s, the local coffee shop). It was with AftP that I finally started digging into their back catalogue, mostly thanks to my neighbor who I’d sit on our little porch with and drink beers listening to him play old REM albums.
It was after that my love of REM became a genunine relationship. Looking back, it’s strange, I can remember where I was, what I was doing, etc, the first time I heard each of their new albums. From Green to Collapse Into Now. Strange, eh? I remember sitting in my living room playing New Adventures for the first time. I remember being in my car on a long drive home listening to Reveal. I remember having friends over for a dinner and playing Up in the background for the first time. I remember listening to Monster back in college in my apartment before digging back into studying and watching the premiere of the video for “What’s The Frequency, Kenneth” and seeing Stipe with his newly stiped hair. God I loved that album.
And I love all their albums. From the mumbling old gems to the experimental trilogy post-Berry, to these last two kicks in the nuts, and everything in between. My favourites? Ooo… tough one, but I’ll narrow it down to three, Green, Automatic, and Reveal (yes, Reveal, a totally underrated amazing album, fuck off). I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. When you take into consideration their quality, quantity, & longevity, REM is easily the greatest American band… ever.
Deal with it.
But sadly the boys have decided it’s time to move on from the band, do their other things instead of forcing it forward, good for them. But what does that mean for me, the life long fan??? One word: Mixtape.
Oh boy oh boy oh boy I hope you are ready for this! But I’m going to wager dollars to donuts you ain’t! Here’s what we did, we simply built the best REM (according to me) mixtape possible, 2.5 hours broken into 4 sides covering all the full releases and a bunch of gems in between! It’s the best god damn compilation of REM songs ever, for casual fans, people who lost track over the years, hard core fans, and people who ask, “R.E.What?”, all of you, it’s just awesome stuffed with epic! Yeah, you could say I’m pretty happy with the way it came out.
Stipe & the crew, thanks for an amazing 31 years, you soundtracked my life for 23 of them and I’m eternally grateful. Now, let’s send them off in proper tsuru-style as…
Calling All In Transit: The Very Best Of REM (According To Me)
Well my friends, the time has come. The break the rules and have some fun. It’s been a nutty 4+ someodd years over here at tsururadio, we’ve gone through a lot of changes, did everything from mixtapes to vinyl rips, contests to out and out giveaways, we always tried to have fun and keep ourselves in check that we are just music bloggerin’, like 4 kabillion other kids out there on the wide world interconnected super highway of love canals.
But as the wise Canadian Nelly Furtado once sang, all good things come to an end. But, as some other wise human probably said, for every door that closes another opens unless it’s the door to a serial killers basement in which you are probably fucked.
(Ir)regardless… every now and then I find its important to step back and take stock at what the fuck you are doing, then ask yourself, what needs to be cut, what needs to go, and what wants my time & energy. I’ve been a photographer for the past 20ish years. Sometimes a hobbyist, other times an enthusiast, but always a passionist. And for the past 6 months or so, I knew it was coming, I could feel it deep down in the cockles of my balls, that it was time to leave this crazy little thing called music bloggerin’ behind.
A thousand reasons. It could be all the white noise of music bloggerin’. There are so many out there all blogging the same shit, you certainly don’t need this odd ball doing it too, eh? Twitter definitely didn’t help. I love twitter, I really do, but when some crappy ass PR email hits your inbox and suddenly a thousand copy/paste tweeted blog posts hit the stream, well, let’s just say my desire to listen to it kind goes down the shitter with my morning poo. But then again, I don’t do the PR thing. I don’t do the festival thing. I don’t get starry-eyed over the latest hyped band and what is at once my niche is also my downfall. I love music with all my heart, it’s been so critical to so much of what I am, what I do, what I think, but as much fun as I had sharing so many finds over the years, writing about music is just not my passion.
No… at the end of the day, it was my ego that a) kept it going and b) makes me want to shut it down. You see, many of us bloggerin’ fools would probably call it day right now, it gets pretty chore-like at times, but the one thing that keeps you from pulling the plug and going to, say, write for a friend’s blog or whatever is the ego. This is MY blog. I’m famous in my teeny tiny slice of the internet for it. Yeah, not easy to let that go. But, here’s the thing for me that seeded in my brain last year. I blog about music, but it’s not my music, these aren’t my creations. The words are, sure, and to a smaller degree the mixtapes are a bit, but when my heart lies in takin’ pictures and making my zines (Issue #8 is over to the right & we just released our MICRO), things that are my creations, the little marks I’m leaving on this silly little globe (see, my ego again), the whole music bloggerin’ thing seemed silly for me.
There are people out there who have a genuine passion for writing about music and they are wonderful, even when they drive me bat shit, but as much as I thought I would become that, it just isn’t me.
Shhh… don’t cry because I’ve got good news. Though tsururadio is dead, tsurufoto still lives!!!
Sure, it’s littered with all my nudie photography, but going forward, it will also be the site for all my mixtapes as well as the usual songs and viddies that inspire me in my little day-to-day. WOOOT! You can subscribe here:
It wouldn’t be very tsururific to drop a load of big news on ya without an accompanying mixtape, now would it? Of course not. Especially since we are the reigning king of the mixtape battles — Not once, not twice, but THRICE bitches!!! What was going to be just our “July Mixtape” became our final mixtape for the site… almost bitter sweet, eh? But, to get the full effect, I recommend just pushing play on the big fat fatty link right below of the full mixtape all mixed up with a few special secret gems and what not. But, if you are just here for mp3s, you probably aren’t reading this and are already downloading the individual mp3s. It’s cool.
Alright. That’s it! Last thing I want to say is thank you. Thank you to all the wonderful people I’ve met (online and in real life) and all of you who have left sweet comments here and there via the infinite number of methods the intertubes have given us. Without you guys, this would’ve been dead ages ago. I love you guys! You are all amazing…. I’ll see you at the avenue for hanging out of your choice!
Enough mushy pants! Let’s get on with the music, shall we, as…………………………………
A long time ago, we were in an epic mixtape battle with the good folks over at The 405. We each took on a country, The 405 represented California (and yes, they do think they are a country over there) and we took on our beloved Canada, home of the unimitatable TsuruBride. Needless to say, we kinda kicked ass. Between that battle & our battle with The Needle Drop, we’ve pretty much been crowned the king of the mountain, the top mixologist, aka the mixtape master!
Well, since that first mixtape battle, our mixtape transmissions from canada has gone on to become what Leonard Cohen, Neil Young, and even Avril Lavigne would probably call “a national treasure, something that every Canadian or aspiring Canadian, should listen to, love, and cherish”. Those would be brave words coming from them, words that I would be proud of, from three of the most important Canadian icons, the holy trinity of the great white north:
Avril Lavigne (seen here in her natural state)
Just looking at their pictures, I’m humbled.
It’s July 1st, meaning, yes it’s Hong Kong Special Administrative Region Establishment Day, but it’s also Canada Day! And in honour of the wonderful country I hope to call home one day (after all, I’m a native-Floridian (Canada’s winterland) and an aspiring-Canadian), I felt it was time to re-present our landmark and epic mixtape to you. Why? Because, as the old saying goes, everyone’s got a little Canadian in him on Canada Day… His name is Bob and you might want to get checked out for a V.D. tomorrow.
Happy Canada Day my friends, love The Tsurus! Have a wonderful weekend, go blow up shit, go ride yer bikes, go take lots of pictures of your boobies, and we’ll see you all before long. Until then, let’s get our Canuck ON as…
Ah summer. Hot, humid, sticky, sweaty sweaty swamp ass, bar-b-ques, shaken lemonade, fried snickers, fried dough, fried coca-cola, and even fried kool-aid.
Jazz fest, rib fest, community fest, asian fest, greek fest, indian fest, pride fest, fest fest. We get about 80 years on this earth, plus or minus, and we do the same shit 80 times, plus or minus. Summer is my least favourite season, if you could rank them. As a Floridian from Tampa, summer started in February and ended the day before February, car was hot, you were hot, house was hot, AC was never good enough, humidity sucks, and dear god…. the swamp ass.
Is there anything worse than that wet uncomfortableness lingering between your ass cheeks? Only thing I know to combat it is a good quick dry wipe in the bathroom.
Anywhosals, the one good thing about summer? The music…. Yes, as much as it’s silly & cliche, our funny little brains like to assign seasonality to music. Give it a clean quiet sound and you got yerself a winter album there, bud. Me, I’m an autumn.
Just kidding, I’m pale, I’ve got black hair, and green eyes, maybe I’m a winter? I do want to retire to Canada.
Where was I? Oh yeah, seasonality of music. Now, there’s no hard and fast rules, one man’s Spring gem is another mother of your baby’s brother’s Autumn classic. We are nothing but a culmination of our genetics mixed with our experiences & how we interpret them. For me, a bit of fuzz, a bit of bounce or rain or a bit of water & heat, basically, whatever makes me think of being outdoors or conversely, indoors in the AC, or, I suppose, swamp ass…
So here we go, one of our first ever “summer” specific mixtapes (I think, who the fuck can remember anymore). Led off by Dan Deacon’s “Snookered”… why? Because when I think of swamp ass, I think of Dan fucking Deacon!
My suggestion? Just click play on the soundcloud below and turn up yer speakers nice and fuck yeah. If you like what you hear, grab the zip and enjoy on your way to the beach, to the park, or on that road trip, or really whatever you do this summer! Sound good? Happy summer, my friends! Enjoy!
Allo & allo everyone! It’s the middle of june and well, as you can see from looking around the joint, something has changed. Something is……. amiss. Where do I begin?
A wise man once said to me on the radio, “you got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know when to walk away, and know when to run.” But that turned out to be a stretched out piece of turkey jerky
And I don’t know about you, but turkey jerky is meant to be eaten, not listened to… But alas, it was time to recognize that the paper crane collective had migrated just a little too far south, barely keeping formation, and if I know one thing after watching bands like Weezer, it’s better to call it a day than keep on limping on half-assed. So, with a heavy heart (not really, because I’m so happy with our experiment and all the new friendships made around the globe) I put out the call yesterday and set all the birds free. The paper crane collective is no longer a blog.
Shh… shh… it’s okay. It was great fun, the idea was solid gold, but life, regular blog duties, etc, etc, etc got in the way so, as another philosopher once said, “I’m going back to basics! To where it all began”, but even that one turned out to look like a blond snooki..
but yeah, back to basics…. to my first love, i.e. pretty much mixtapes and various music shares. The post may come once a week, every day, or once a month, who the fuck knows, what tsururadio won’t be is joining the bloggerin’ rat race I see on twitter every day — really, when everyone posts the new song by band blah-blah, I can find no reason or desire to post that song unless, of course, it fits in with a new mixtape, eh? Eh, indeed.
So…. with that, let’s do this! To my fellow bloggers who joined me in this idea, thank you. I love you guys, you are all fantastic and I’ll be forever humbled & in awe of your passion! Big smooooches for all of you! Now, let’s get to a little music as…
tsururadio presents… the middle of june mini-mixtape
Thank you again to all the bloggers who gave it a go! I hope some of the tsururadio readers have now found a home on your wonderful sites! Oh, and over the week, the site may continue to get rearranged, still deciding on the visual format, but just a heads up. Until next time…
Are you ready to testify, my brother? Are you ready to preach the good word???? Can I get an amen?
Can I get a halleloo?
That’s better… Did I ever tell you I’m a reverend? It’s true. Got ordained 11 years ago. Nope, I’m no christian or any of that. I’m not this guy:
Yeah, sure I was raised baptist on my dad’s side and very agnostic on my mom’s side, and yeah, I experimented in college by practicing judaism for a year or so while living with some hippy hasidim. All the while taking religion courses while getting my chemistry degree, ultimately settling into a happy love of quantum theory as my religion, what that means as it relates to jewish carpenters, I gots no idea.
I love religion. Nothing guides your entire life quite like what you think is going on outside your life in the unknown. Your religion, from devout believer to devout atheist, guides your daily choices, your politics, who you fuck, what you do, what you eat, it’s pretty amazing. Who can blame you? Death is scary. What is the meaning and all that. Why the hell am I here, now, blogging about religion and presenting a mixtape???? Surely for some reason?
No clue. Not going to worry about it. Unless the reincarnation peeps are right, you only get one go on this earth, best have some fun with it, love your neighbors, and make some kind of mark so at least somebody remembers you existed, right?
Yes, I know I need a better cover than that… it’s in works (I kinda didn’t think about it when I uploaded the story). Anyways, it will be $0.99, the cheapest price you can make it on Amazon. I hope you like it. Hopefully its the first of many.
But anyways, where were we? Oh yeah! So, the other day when Baby & I were in Phoenix, “Spirit In The Sky” came on and I immediately wanted to build a mixtape as we jammed out. It started forming in my head, fun and maybe a religious theme in the mixtape. We get back to Columbus and I get to work but then it dawns on me…. I already did this!
A dig in the tsuru-archives and blamo, there it is….. a MASSIVE 2 and 1/2 hour long mixtape with tinges of life, death, and religion all clumped together in a gapless epic AAAND I never even shared it with you!
I know, right?
Well, time to rectify (lol… rectum) this, to spread the good werd, to whip you up into a fervor of religiosity!!! But, I got a little present for ya…. I DID start the next mixtape, so instead of scrapping it, I decided to tag it to the bottom of this post as an Appendix of sorts for our little sermon on high, sound good?
So turn on yer old timey radio…
Turn it up reeeeeeally loud, sit back, and let a little jesus deep inside you, yeah, deeper, yeah… you like that??? Yeah…….
Featuring: Neutral Milk Hotel, Martha Wainwright, Clem Snide, The Stanley Brothers, Le Loup, Velvet Underground, The Veils, Holly Golightly, Arcade Fire, Alison Kraus & The Soggy Bottom Boys, Jenny Lewis, Neko Case, Satan, Ezra Furman, Tom Waits, Johnny Cash, St. Vincent, Blitzen Trapper, Cake, The Fire Theft, and so so much more!!!
Last week, one of our own got hit by a car while riding his bike to a concert, Dyson of dyson sound and this humble little collective. As you know, I ride my bike, let’s just say, a lot. It can be nutsos out there, bad drivers, bad cyclists, bad roads, and lots of really bad people. I don’t know all the circumstances of Matt’s accident, but we here at the paper crane collective wish him nothing but best wishes and get wells and hugs and kisses and sexy nurses and sexy doctors and maybe a sponge bath or two.
We also believe that though laughter may be “the best medicine”, music HAS to be coming in at No. 2, right? So, with that, we built a little mixtape. It’s actually a mixtape that, thanks to Matt, became a mixtape of many dedications. Dedications to all the friends Baby & I have made thanks to this blog, the photography, twitters, facebooks, etc, etc. We have made some of the most amazing friends from all over the world and right here in our backyard, and it’s because of them, of people like Matt, people like the amazing Nudie Cranes that Baby & I went to burlesque and girls night out with on Saturday, people like Chris at Culture Bully who we hung out with now in two different countries, people like Ben & Isa from our humble little music board that hosted us & fed us cheese in Lyon, France, and on and on and on…
It’s not about the number of hits, the page views, the number “likes”, “friends”. or “followers”, no…. it’s about the connections, the conversations, the actual & real friendships you make. Otherwise, what’s the point? Well, I guess there’d be internet porn, but you guys get me, right?
So, with that, let’s get to this… Matt, we love you buddy, get well soon!
That’s it, I hope you guys enjoy, don’t be afraid to ride your bikes, just keep your eyes on the road, on the cars, be a good cyclists, and, as Matt says, “wear your helmet, kids!!”and Dyson, my brother, get well soon……..
Hello again & a happy friday to ya! For today’s mixtape, we are going to do something a wee-bit different. Instead of bring you something new, I wanted to bring back something from last year. You see, in a few short tiny little days, my oldest bird is turning 18, a genuine, pasteurized, and certified adult. Nuts. I know it’s a cliche to “awww, they grow up so fast!”, but let me tell ya, my friends, they do. Seems like just yesterday she was that tiny little kid with giant eyes who’d freak out if sand got on her feet and yet, here we are, you know?
Of course, it hasn’t always been easy. For a thousand different reasons, life took our family from super nuclear to super scattered, but I think we all did / are doing their bests to make it work as best as we can. The result of all the crazy twists and turns and speedbumps and all the other analogies people use about life is one amazing, determined, beautiful, and super talented woman.
Last year, I made a mixtape for Saydi. She was on my mind so much and the song “You Were Born” by Cloud Cult held a grip on my heart so tight, a mixtape of songs about sunshine (what I used to call her when she was just a wee-thing), songs I think or knew she liked, and songs I just wanted to share with her just spilled out of me in a fury — it was one of those mixtapes where you think about it over and over and over, then when you actually sit down to make it, BLAMO, it’s done in an hour!
Well, with her 18th coming around in a couple days, needless to say, this mixtape has been on pretty much non-stop. Everytime I hear the word sun or sunshine in the song, her face takes over in my mind. I love it when that happens. So today, I’m (re)presenting it to you — with an updated album art from our photo shoot last weekend we did for her high school pictures — WHICH she is now using for her bandcamp page! Yes, bandcamp, because she’s smart.
So guys, as we head into a weekend of (hopefully) sunshine & good times, let’s push play and let the rays & vibes just soak on in as…
Now you guys, go show Saydi all your love by checking out her first EP. Cool? And have a great weekend everyone! Go ride your bikes, go take lots of pictures (you know I will), and, if the good lard’s a-willin’ and the creeks don’t rise, we’ll see you before long……..
Ah prog. My beloved and maligned genre… so near and dear to my hearticles. Oh how the critics of the world hate you so, with your mixy-mashy time changes, your whimsical & fantastical lyrics about space & trees & rainbows & unicorns & shit…
Add in your tendency to write 20 minute movements instead 3 minute verse-chorus-verse-chorus-bridge-chorus songs…. OH how I love thee so. You come in so many shapes & sizes, from jazz to classical to metal to psychedelic to math to, occasional, borderline pop. Sometimes, you are easy to spot in a crowd with your moog-flag flying loud and high, other times you sneak in with just a few flavour crystals here and there, peppered around & in a seemingly simple song. I think that’s one thing I love so much about you. You are at once, easily defined & undefinable! Maybe it’s because we relate so well to each other…. whatever the reason, though the hey days of King Crimson, Yes, Genesis, & ELP may be long gone, you are still alive & well today.
Last week, we bad a lot of fun exploring the “prog” tag down in bandcamp, so many wonderful unknown gems floating around on this great intertube of super info highways…. I left that post inspired. As I’m usually want to do after a bite of prog, it was time to let my prog flag fly high and proud! And what better way to do that than a brand-spanking new prog mixtape??
There is literally no better way.
So I did but here’s the problem. Prog songs, as we all know, are notoriously long, which makes making mixtapes that fit within “society’s definition” of a normal mixtape length…. challenging. I remember back in my youngin’ mixtaperin’ years, building that epic comp for a friends or someone cutie I had a crush on, wanting to put in at least 1 prog song, but finding that in an hour long mixtape, devoting one third of it to one song, well, it can limit you.
Well THANK THE LARDY LARD FOR DEM INTERNETS!!!
Yep, the digital age & shit. Mixtapes can be as long as you have a gigabyte to stick it in. The possibilities are……. prog-a-licious!
So, with that being said and with this being done and a mixtape to be listenerined to, we built ourselves one DOOZY of a mammer jammer. Epic & insanely ridiculous. Prog. And, in true prog fashion, we drop this bad boy in one 2-hour long single MASSIVE mp3.
Well howdy ho, my friends! Is it Friday already? What a week it’s been! Busy busy boy, some health-issues to contend with (no worries, all is good-ish), lots of miles to ride on the bike, lots of pictures to take, and so on and so forth. But…. it’s Friday, time to take the helm and take a trip down bandcamp lane.
This week’s collection comes almost exclusively via suggestions from the wonderful weirdos down in our society and a few from Baby! The result of which made for one hell of an interesting mixture of sounds. Trying to find a workable tracklisting for this collection was… uh…. challenging. But, in the end, this is about the varied and vast collection of amazing bands hiding over in Bandcamp, not the mini-mixtape we built from it, soooooooooo without further adieu, let’s hop to it!
Magic Man… I think there is something special here. According to the bandcamp page, the songs were written in France, in “a chateau, a farm, a circus festival, and a beach cottage and brought back home to the states for further recording and editing”. It’s this eclecticness — is that a word? — that really shines. Songs like “Monster” build and go quiet, all with quirky sounds/beats dragging you along. It’s almost like Dan Deacon fucked Flaming Lips and produced a Magic Man.
Creepy album art aside, another lone song artist via the society.
Can’t describe this one. It’s amazing! It’s happy, fun, accessible yet still kinda completely unique. Really, just listen & love on this one, trust me.
Alright! So, yeah, after our last What I did at Bandcamp post, we just left it at that, right? Well, it felt kinda…. incomplete. You know how much I love mixtapes and maybe you aren’t much of a streamer (well, your not the only one), sooooo I made you a mini-mixtape!
9 artists & 9 songs to load up and love and cherish and shake your booty to the left and then maybe a little over to the right and then maybe a little up and a little down, oh you know how I likes it. The only caveat. If you like something, go to their bandcamp and given them proper love, okay? Don’t just love ‘em and leave ‘em. Your momma taught you better than that. Okay, so that’s it!
Happy Friday to ya, my friends!!! Man oh man have I been a busy little beaver lately. Work has been, well, work and nuttier than ever, but that’s work and who wants to talk about that? Not I said the fly! Now, sure, we got you a badass mixtape to finish off the week all proper style…
How’s THAT for a teaser?
But, before we get to that, let’s talk about the other busys keep us busy.
The money from the winning bid and the matching moneys ALL go to the Red Cross to help out with Japan. They get a little moneys, you get a Kitsune (fox) purse for you or your honey-bunny, all with free shipping! Not too shabs, eh?
WOOOOOOOT! And this time it’s a doozy! In this issue we got our zinexclusive mixtape, activities, amazing artwork, our articles on REM & a bad ass zine we came across, all kinds of randomness, and, of course, our super hot & awesome photo shoots with Nina, Isabella, Becca, & the awesome Lucy Dominga!
Now… if that wan’t enough, oh my, let me tell you about last night. Yes yes, it was St. Patty’s day, but I really could care less about that part. First, anyone who follows the photo part of tsuru industries knows I get to work with some amazing people. Genuinely beautiful inside & out. Well, a couple of them do burlesque. Baby & I have been trying to go see them for, well, forever, but life & shit kept getting in the way until last night when we went to Circus and got to see not one, but TWO troupes perform! The Velvet Hearts featuring the uber-crush worthy Cherry La Voix AND the Ooh La Las featuring my newest friend Cherie!
One word. Amazing.
Bold, strong, beautiful pasty-adorned women flaunting the awesomeness.
And blowing our minds and melting our hearts. Needless to say, Baby & I are smitten kittens. Consider us groupies!!!
Speaking of beautiful women & smitten kittens, my friends, has I gots a mixtap’ems for yas today very much inspired by the love and beauty that seems to be following us around more and more. We had some fun with this one! Yeah yeah, sure, we got a new song or two that might be floating around your hip & hypem blogs here and there, but for the most part this one’s chock full o’ not-so-newness and not-so-knowness! Yep, we dipped deep into our pockets for some pre-double-digit 2000s goodness, maybe something from the 90s, and I think one or two from the 80s, and lots of fresh bandcamp goodness.
Just a little reminder that, yeah, new music is new, but loving and leaving the songs from a few years, months or days ago is not chicken soup for the soul. And remember, as loverly as the pitchforks and bloggerins of the world can be, there’s still so much out there just waiting and wanting to be heard over in the wide world interconnected intertubes of love canals like Bandcamp and etc.
Wow. What a week, eh? Nothing like a complete format change, handing over the keys, trying to get it all settled in, fixing up my amazing number of little screw-ups, finishing our next nudiezine (issue no. 4!!! this weekend bitches!!!) to keep ye ol’ juices a flowin’, eh? On top of that, a good 120 miles on the bike since Monday, and a rather hectic week at work……. oh my!
But… here we are, Friday Friday. My time slot, my beat. The plan? Every other Friday, bring you a brand spankin’ new mixtape for your aural & oral & orly satifaction! This weeks mixtape? Ah, inspiration abounds! Whether it be the AMAZING sunrises & sunsets on my rides (I ride into the sun on both parts of my commutes) — it’s absolutely overwhelming how a little sunshine could put a little pep in your pedalin’……
Ooo. A moment on the bike. So, cruising along Wednesday night at a good 20-25 mph, feeling good. Smiling. Got my shrunken REM mixtape on and “Ignoreland” comes on. About a block away, a stale green light. One of those lights I never get. That “Ignoreland” baseline and Stipe’s megaphone singing… I smile, put my hands and head down and pedal harder, harder, light turns yellow, I’m so close, Stipe sings that part before the last verse, “Someone’s got to take the blame!”, I’m FLYING! 30mph! Fly into the light, swing left, made it…. a second to spare.
Speaking of… REM’s new album leaked out thanks to npr and Spotify’s listening parties (thanks guys!) and my oh my is it a gem.
That fucking transition to the chorus on “Discoverer” punches you right in the gut! And man, “Oh My Heart”, more like Oh My Oh My! Swoooon……. Yep man-crush on Stipe firmly in place, you bald poet bastard!
nerd-rawr. I got something you can collapse into you!
Ah, and since we are on the subject of anticipated leaks releases, Noah & The Whale’s new one, Last Night On Earth, finally came around. Finally. Ah, genre-hoppers, shape-shifters, I love ‘em but lord knows people tend to hate ‘em. You fall in love with a band’s sound, I know it can be hard to reconcile an about face, but as long as they are true and following their hearts, isn’t that what you should want, even if you don’t like it?
Yeah.. yeah, you should.
And yep, our beloved Whalerds and their Noahan leader have shifted shapes into something decidely more… uh… not “electronic”, well, I mean, its electronic compared to Peaceful, The World Lays Me Dow, but it’s not blips & bleeps and shit. Yeah, it takes a bit of getting used to, but I’m, as McDonald’s once (and by once I mean a million times) said, I’m lovin’ it.
Well. If that don’t fill your heart with love, then son… you broke.
Personally, I think our first week has been pretty epic, no?
The result of all this tenderness in my noggin? Today’s mixtape… and boy, this mixtape’s got you covered… Something old (actually, quite a few old timers on this one), something new (Mother Mother! Thanks WLFY!), something borrowed (looking at you Noah & The Whale, that’s a total Tom Petty rip of “Don’t Come Around Here No More” and ya know it you sad saps), something blue (let’s say… Fleet Foxes), and even a fucking Radiohead song. Yeah, I know? Nuts right? Radiohead. I like, what, 2 of their songs?
But here we are.
Yeah. Here. Nice.
So what say you? Shall we do this? Yes, we shall as.
Have a great weekend everyone! Go ride yer bikes! Go take nekkid pictures (then send them to me, ha!)! We’ll see you all next week… Oh, and we’ll have our updated program guide up for you ASAP!!! Until then… I got some nudiezines to make! SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCH!
Measures 5.5″ x 8.5″ closed
B&W photocopied & triple stapled
ALSO… every order comes with a link to the PDF version for all your e-zine needs!
As if that wasn’t enough TSURUFOTO action for you…. Check this! A local alternative weekly paper here in Columbus called Columbus Alive did a little article & interview with me and it’s on newstands AND on the intertubal highway of cyber love canals NOW!
Wow, right? I know!
Now, in and of itself, all that is worth a post, imo, even if it is a whole bunch of self-pimping ego stroking, but as you know, we here at TSURURADIO wouldn’t present something without a sweet ass accompanying mixtape to goes along with it, eh? Eh indeed.
And what a sweet dozy we got for you today! About 120 minutes of new & old gems all tied up together in our special mixtaperin’ way we do things around here. Now… There are a few quite new major label type o’ tracks poking around this mixtape (sorry, it’s what I’m feeling) so, to be on the safe side, we are offering this one up, not only blind (i.e. NO track listing – don’t worry, I got you a spoiler, cuz I love you) but also as one big playable mp3.
I actually love these. They play more like a genuine mixtape, like the million I made back in my youngin’ days. Is it doped up with all the hyped and hot songs? Well, it may not have the new Akron/Family song or maybe that Fleet Foxes tune that’s floating around, and it certainly doesn’t have Hey Rosetta, as I’ve never even heard of ‘em. I had that lovely Chinatown from Destroyer on there, but then I remember I just had it on another mixtape.
So what do you get? A femmetastic action packed mixtape featuring Joan As Police Woman, Adele, The Ronettes, PJ Harvey, Kori Pop, Laura Veirs, Rachel Goodrich, Nicole Atkins, and a quite a few other amazing women. But don’t worry fellers, you can relax the falsetto for a few songs as we got a few twigs & berries covered too.
So, I’ll tell you what. How about I shut the fuck up and get the music on, eh? Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! Ride your bikes, take some pictures, and if the creek don’t rise, we’ll see you all here come next week. Until then, let’s go be heroes as….
David Bowie (of course)
Joan As Police Woman
Said The Whale
and so much more!!!!
*WARNING* The following post contains tons of aural awesomeness, visual naughtiness, & some serious self-pimping. So, you know, you’ve been warned.
Alright my friends… a happy Friday to you and shit! I gots something a little special for you today to wrap up the week that was, make that doubly, no, triply special, no, wait, QUADRUPLY SPECIAL!!! WOOT!
What is TSURUFOTO NUDIEZINE? We essentially took the idea of a classic playboy (photosets combined with articles) and the old punk zines, mixed them together, tsuru-style and this time, built a 20-page (including the cover) 5 1/2 x 8 1/2 closed, black & white photocopied zine!
In our 2nd issue we included…
Letters To Tsuru
T&A (Tweet & Answer)
Photography: White Winter Hymnal with Nina
TsuruBride Present… Craft Corner
A Naughty Wordsearch
Photography & Centerfold: A Walk In The Woods with Isabella Misery
Cookin’ w/Tsuru with Accompany Mixtape
Interview: Katie Pierce of Jack In The Pocket
Photography: Tabs & Tiffany Play Hide-n-Seek
Calendar: Oiseaux retros for February
ALL for only $4 in real live paper form or $1.99 in e-form!
Now, what’s that got to do with today? Well… that brings us to number 2!
Number 2: We gots a big ass mammer-jammer double mother-fucking mixtape for you today inspired by one of the photo sets! Yep, in the zine we had a set with Tabs & Tiffany playing naked Hide-n-Seek in the very very very very cold woods — see mixtape cover photo down below! It’s a mix of old and new and funny and fun, but that brings us to number 3.
Number 3: When we shot the set, we also made a brand spanking new TSURUFOTO Presents short film to accompany the mixtape set to a song IN the mixtape by Cub where some of the lyrics became the name of the mixtape! Very fun & very NSFW & very tsururific!
Ah.. but we ain’t done! There’s a twist!
Number 4: The mixtape is a blind mixtape!
Wait.. What? Why blind?
Well, I just found that listening to a mixtape, completely blind, changes the way you listen to it. Here, I’ll give you an example. One of my favourite moments on a blind mixtape is when you’ll be listening to some song, maybe one you’ve never heard before, grooving along, enjoying it, no clue who it is, then suddenly BLAMO! the first few notes kick in on the next song and it’s immediate enjoyment, excitement, & sheer giddiness as “dude! this is one of my favourite jams!” It’s like a wonderful surprise!
Where otherwise, you might scan and judge a tracklisting, happy to see some songs you like, then decide to give some or all of it a go….. not quite the same thing. Last time we did this as one giant mp3, this time we kept it broke up and don’t worry, I left the ID tags in place so if you grab it, your iPod player of choice can figure it all out & shit, but more fun is to just push play on track no. 1 and let the next couple of hours be filled with music & fun & nekkidness! Doesn’t that just sound grand? Oh, and for all you who just hate surprises or for those who just can’t figure out what some of the songs are… there’s a little spoiler link down there for ya.
So that’s it! Quadruple awesome good times on a stick!
Have a wonderful weekend everyone. I’m about to head out on a long weekend to Arizona to see my Baby Birds, sedona, and the grand canyon, & try to snap a few cool pics for ya (I’ve never gone before)…
So while I’m away, I you all have lots of fun, ride yer bikes, go get nekkid, take pictures, and report back here. But, until then, enjoy as…
Howdy kiddos! Got a special little mid-holiday post-xmas pre-new years whoop it up for ya in the form of a mixtape!!! BUT… no no no… that’s not all, because accompanying that mixtape is a sweet little film we made, yep!
Wasn’t sure if they’d accept it, but they DO have a graphic novel / comic “erotica” section, so I gave it a go. e-ink and black & white photocopied paper seems to be a match made in heaven, if you ask me!
Speaking of Issue No. 2… one page is devoted to the photoshoot that brought about our latest short film accompanying today’s mixtape! WOO! Isabella Misery reprises her devastating role as our modern day Bluebeard, this time kidnapping poor Sheila Savage, holding her captive in a less-than-seemly basement and Bluebeard leaves no survivors…. ever.
We caught it all on film, soundtracked it, and put it all together for you as a finale to our latest mixtape endeavour!! So, with all that said, and that’s certainly a enough said for now, let’s hop to it as….