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    <title>mawone @ 2009-05-10T22:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-10T19:50:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T19:50:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm moving my shit to mawone.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the more professional approach. Once again I'm leaving LJ, not purging this one. I'll leave this open just in case... but please keep following me if you have been. Life goes on in the new joint.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mawone:7461</id>
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    <title>Sgueege Man Shooting</title>
    <published>2009-04-30T06:20:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-30T06:20:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Aaigght y'all motherfuckas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's moving the fuck out of the epicentrum of familial and quasi-familial bullshit aka asshole stepdad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally happening. I&amp;nbsp;get to move the fuck out and go chill with a homie back in my real hometown until I&amp;nbsp;can find a spot and/or work. Let's get this hustle on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My debut album &lt;strong&gt;Concrete Preservation&lt;/strong&gt; is well underway. I don't give a shit if none of y'all wack ears-havin' pop songs-used to bein' not hip hop understandin' fin-folk can't dig it... it crackles and pops and hisses and I&amp;nbsp;love the process of it right now. The songs are getting better and better the close I am to moving. I have a few more ideas I'm gonna include on it right after I have relocated, but until then... it's radio silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two fingaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Don't know what he's sayin but the words be soundin funny</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T13:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T13:43:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was a strangely stagnant day spent socially and musically comatose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This usually means it's time to move to mixdown phase. Progress....kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what an awful hell that progress leads me to. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where y'all at?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Comment on these pathetic entries or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the new DOOM album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I&amp;nbsp;gotta say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dub it off your man, don't spend that ten bucks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a year's time I'm gonna see this same blog post about my album. &lt;br /&gt;Goddammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow what can you do anyway like the man said what will be will be.&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Work the SP</title>
    <published>2009-03-28T09:04:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T09:04:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I usually don't like to talk about my gear, but I'm super psyched about this:&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;found an SP1200 emulator. Yep.&amp;nbsp;A plug-in that emulates the look, quirks and sounds of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCji4avOC-8"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;br /&gt;Put my drums through that shit and it sounds ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest thing since sliced bread... and the original piece of equipment of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sonic reanimation wanted</title>
    <published>2009-03-27T12:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-27T12:07:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man, if I could have all the great beats I&amp;nbsp;was doing that got destroyed because of a hardware/software crash, I'd give one of my balls.&amp;nbsp;For real. Just lost another puppy to the spirit world like five minutes ago. And that one sounded real good! Godammit.</content>
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    <title>END OF THE BEGINNING - BEGINNING OF THE END</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T12:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T12:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more pencils, no more books&lt;br /&gt;I built a city out of one brick, it had a mayor and a crook&lt;br /&gt;I made the crook stab the mayor, then slay himself in the guilt&lt;br /&gt;I stole the brick back and migrated east, &lt;br /&gt;let's build.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>stupidest most raw, looping this old song, this is by routine</title>
    <published>2009-03-18T10:26:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-18T10:26:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;So I'm flipping obscure japanese stuff that's not too old! I made a track out of a jawn that was released late last decade, and that's kinda rare for a producer such as myself. I'm always looking at years, maybe a little too much at times, trying to steer away from shit that sounds 'current' or just too slick. But sometimes I&amp;nbsp;just bump into names that have released stuff not too long ago and&amp;nbsp;the music is dusty as hell and&amp;nbsp;has some dope samples in it. A good reminder that too often the 'i keeps it real'-producers look for beats looking way too much at extramusical characteristics of records. Y'all gotta listen to the music, as I&amp;nbsp;should too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I want to address something real quick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What the hell is wrong with you finnish cats who listen to music on your ipods or whatever, and never bob your head to that shit?&amp;nbsp;Even dudes who are obviously the hip hop type! I mean seriously, what's up with that?&amp;nbsp;Is it because y'all listen to music that's so wack it's not making you move at all?&amp;nbsp;Stop listening to that wack shit! &lt;br /&gt;For real though, y'all need to cut that self-restraining out your coupon book and take it to the store and cop&amp;nbsp;a lil somethinsomethin&amp;nbsp;or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudes lookin at a cat mean 'cause he dares to bob his head to some Moka. Shame on you finns!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>The growl!</title>
    <published>2009-03-15T00:17:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-15T00:17:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am currently listening to the growl of a bassline in the midst of a raw mix of a beat I'm very, very happy with. This growl comes from a part of this spacey jungle funk record I've had for a long time, I&amp;nbsp;just never thought to use this particular segment as a loop. It's great finding new things in stuff I&amp;nbsp;already have. Makes me even happier that I&amp;nbsp;own said music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was good. Took me a while to come up with anything worthy of keeping, but I started to get more on track with tonight's process than any other before this. I&amp;nbsp;didn't really get any particular enlightenment as to what needed to be in the tracks, but more so on what definitely is not needed. It dawned on me that I was, at points, trying to make the joints too clean and that detracted from their appeal. The dirtier ones sound a lot better than some of the slick tracks I've concocted. And I'll dirty and fatten them up even more when I&amp;nbsp;gets busy with the polish. But that's not until I've done all the tracks. &lt;br /&gt;I've also found some new freedom in a sort of post-production. I have some jams that I'll reshape with the multitrack on some Teo&amp;nbsp;Macero shit. &lt;br /&gt;I like the idea that the album will have a beat tapish element and maybe a musique concrete/tapeloop adventurous shade to it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work some more tomorrow. Maybe my pace is finally picking up.</content>
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    <title>Asiatic black hebrew god</title>
    <published>2009-03-12T07:07:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T07:09:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life is sure keeping me busy. Or rather, I'm grounded to the shelter house with no computer/equipment to work on anything. Y'all don't even know how art-fag I&amp;nbsp;want to start crying about it!&amp;nbsp;It's disparaging to my art, booo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the album is being made slowly but surely. I'm working on instrumental productions that have more going on than just a beat. Although I&amp;nbsp;might bust out the occasional banger as an interlude or something, it's looking to be weighed towards more songs than beats. I wish I&amp;nbsp;had more time to work on this. If my current 'home' would be a better place to be in, I&amp;nbsp;would have more time. Right now all this is just ridiculously debilitating. It's all these big ideas that I&amp;nbsp;never have enough time to actually work on, and I can attribute all these troubles to my stepfather. Fuck that asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, things off chest - moving to other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;heard finally heard 8 diagrams front to back. It was wack. I'm sorry, but RZA just doesn't do things I&amp;nbsp;like anymore. I&amp;nbsp;only liked the first couple of joints on the record, and I&amp;nbsp;would have liked more Ghostface. RZA&amp;nbsp;is a parody of himself on the mic: Asiatic black hebrew the god gon' get dissed on by ghosts with ears of corn and heads of lettuce? WTF?&lt;br /&gt;  Way too much singing and hooks as well. Fuck hooks. I'm not gonna have any hooks ever if I&amp;nbsp;make a rap record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm countering my (saw it coming)dissapointment with Diverse's slept-on&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;One AM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;album in my player right now. I've heard like two songs and some instrumentals off of it. This will be better than the wu record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weighing the choices to either go to school - or not go to school. Either way I'm gonna listen to it today, if not on the bus then at the shelterhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just gonna call in sick and return the essay I&amp;nbsp;was supposed to make by email. I can't take this school shit right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>one two three wheres my tape hiss</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T18:43:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T21:48:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Way too much time has passed without an entry. Time tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having a sort of a blank time. Until today, when my girlfriend went to visit a friend of hers in Helsinki. I had some time to myself and I&amp;nbsp;made three beats that I'm quite happy with. I'm regaining my direction, engines restarting, system rebooting... It's hustle time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's next week. I have dedicated these seven days for a pause, a withdrawal if you will. A time to gather my thoughts and ideas in a new lump of grapes to smash on an unsuspecting face, and I&amp;nbsp;will try to repel anything that bars me of this. I'm hopeful that I'll get back on track, although I'm scared shitless. All this moving back to my old hometown and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm gonna do sometime next weekend is put together a tape. Some of it might be featured on the album, most of it might not. I'm sitting on roughly like six songs that are worth keeping, so I&amp;nbsp;really need to step up. I know what's been depriving me of progress and  I just need to paint some arrows and... at the same time not paint no mu'fuckin arrows. This record is hip hop beats, get it right natives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that that's off my chest, I'll prepare something fun for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep on breathing for a while more</content>
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    <title>BEAT BLOCK</title>
    <published>2009-02-19T12:04:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-19T12:04:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everything I&amp;nbsp;make sounds like utter shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else sounds heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back in a minute</content>
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    <title>today's topic: blank 2</title>
    <published>2009-02-11T14:36:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-11T14:36:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I&amp;nbsp;made 0 beats today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a bullcrap day at school and I won't have time to work on any beats after, unless I&amp;nbsp;get to the shelter house later than I'm supposed to. That wouldn't be a good look though, I mean I want to try and be on time to that joint 'cause it's polite and everything. It just sucks that I&amp;nbsp;can't squeeze the juice out of all my creativity with all this limited time I have. Although, some of it can be blamed of doing stupid mistakes when I'm not concentrating enough(like deleting a whole list of samples from the machine by accident) and then getting all gloomy about it and not being able to work. Next week is a week-long winter break though... Maybe then I should have some time to REALLY&amp;nbsp;get down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else to put here.... hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my man Q from germany &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/qcut"&gt;www.myspace.com/qcut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and specifically his Vinyl Rumination series. It's like Beat Konducta but way more organic and funky. This guy knows what he's doing and he does some good shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaight&amp;nbsp;I'm out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>today's topic:</title>
    <published>2009-02-11T09:20:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-11T09:20:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Okay so another one of these quick entries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chilling at school, waiting for a class to start. I gave the funk/soul cd-archive of the library another perusal today but only found compilations. The vinyl section is equally pathetic. I&amp;nbsp;mean, I&amp;nbsp;have seen worse but it's not making this album process any easier. This country is so doomed if you're trying to fuck with wax and sample. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all need to listen to RJD2's Your Face Or Your Kneecaps-mix. For both the roflworthy intro and the DOPE funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot; When tall midgets criticized the black women we idolize, something inside us rebels whether or not they apologize. It matters not to me if you're five feet nothing or eight feet short, i will tell you to your face or to your kneecaps, leave that black woman alone. I need no special day nor time to call attention to the most beautiful creatures in the universe. Black women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need only look around at the proud strut of a round butt, the healthy look of a sterling cook mixing love mood with soul food. The dark sides of a sisters brown eyes, the beauty inside and out, the quiet strength in her pout. &amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>today's topic: complex rjd2 shit</title>
    <published>2009-02-07T17:19:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-07T17:19:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I guess I'm officially working on my solo album right now. Big up to all the people involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on beats for seven hours straight today. I have come up with some good material, but I have lots lots more work to do and I&amp;nbsp;need to keep real busy. I'm still trying to figure out what this whole record will be about, but I'm confident I'll reach some sort of an enlightment real soon. The real pain is trying to fight back some of my usual habits and preferences that I&amp;nbsp;have when I&amp;nbsp;do my beats. I'm thinking of giving up the idea of pleasing you futhermuckers and making some part a part b clean kick bullshit. Fuck that!&amp;nbsp;Haha. I'll do a couple dozens of beats not adhering to any conception of how music should roll and see what my accomplices in this think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keeps it movin like late night krylon bombers when the dogs start barkin</content>
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    <title>Today's topic: Meiso</title>
    <published>2009-02-02T14:21:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T07:12:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Today we're gonna get into something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/116/302493115_8436adc968.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://fromdabricks.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/meiso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meiso by DJ&amp;nbsp;Krush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album is what I refer to when I ever dare utter the words &amp;quot;quite flawless&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;personal messiah album&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;beat bible&amp;quot; or even the ever-elusive &amp;quot;perfect&amp;quot;. Only one other album shares this status for me, and I will most likely produce a similar post about that record some time in the future. At this hour though, we shall be &lt;em&gt;straying&lt;/em&gt;(do the knowledge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ&amp;nbsp;Krush as an artist is a very interesting one, and a sample-based producer I&amp;nbsp;hold in high-esteem. And while I usually don't like to quote Pitchfork Media-writers, one of them put it well in a review once:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Krush has been credited with injecting hip-hop's trademark rhythmic minimalism with the Japanese artistic     sensibilities of loose spacing and evoking the strongest impact with the slightest gesture.  Such endeavors     are best heard on his classic Mo'Wax joints &lt;i&gt;Strictly Turntablized&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Meiso&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's that right there:&amp;nbsp;Evoking the strongest impact with the slightest gesture. This I consider the thing that makes sampling so interesting and great, because you're dealing with chops, loops and little sounds and the heavier you can get with one change up, the better you are. Period. And Krush, with this record, demonstrates that practice extremely well. In fact, so well that I find it rather frustrating to write about this album as it plays because it has so many facets to it that I&amp;nbsp;like very much, and I'm not certain I&amp;nbsp;have all the words to match them. I will give it a try though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard about this record through a friend of mine(sup JanneMatti) who bought it when I&amp;nbsp;still lived in my own hometown. He brought it with him while visiting me once, and after repeated listens we were both convinced that it was a very, very good album. I later went and bought it for myself as well because I&amp;nbsp;sensed that it had much to offer namely beneath the surface, and required a concentrated perusal to reveal me it's true nature.&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;em&gt;Meiso &lt;/em&gt;was released in 1995. This was around the time when most of my favorite rap music was released anyway, so the sound was seducing by default. I&amp;nbsp;mean this was around the time Wu was doing it,&amp;nbsp;Common was starting to do it, as was the Roots, 2pac was out there, Jeru, Big&amp;nbsp;L... shit was dusty. And this record has many references to that sound, even though it's really from a whole different country and culture. Still, that's one of the best things about it. As soon as you pop it on and the first track with&amp;nbsp;CL&amp;nbsp;Smooth(damn!) starts to rhyme, you go like 'ahhh shit we back in 93!!!&amp;quot;. As Krush is from Japan,&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;kind of imagine him looking at american hip hop culture from the sidelines with a magnifying glass, admiring the exceptionally dusty sound present at the time and sort of embodying his infatuation with american golden-age hip hop, the byproduct being some incredibly good music. Fuck a byproduct though, this album is the main raw ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finesse of the album just might be the exceptionally good &lt;strong&gt;balance&lt;/strong&gt; I have never heard in any other album quite like this one. But like everything else on this disc, it doesn't strike you immediately. It's as if Krush &amp;amp; Co. really wanted you to have some bang for your buck, forcing you to listen to the record a number of times until you get enlightened about what's so great about it. It's impossible to put into words on the inital couple of listens.&lt;br /&gt;So by this balance&amp;nbsp;I not only mean the perfect structure as a whole, where the listener is treated with gritty,&amp;nbsp; beautiful interludes between tracks or taken back to a joint with a vocal performance, where nothing is protruding from the image that is being painted as the album plays, and nothing is overshadowed by any other element that usually threatens to do so in these kind of efforts(examples being, sadly, Krush's some later albums). Nope. The balance goes much deeper. &lt;br /&gt;Krush always counters a heavy beat with small details that go with it, amazingly sort of using them as the flesh to cover the skeleton that the often kick-heavy drum patterns provide, even though he's using very small and minimalistic things. That's the intrigue of it though:&amp;nbsp;Krush forms the instrumentals and beats to invite the listener's ears to go a lot more deeper than other records might, which in turn amplifies the force of the small fragments that Krush paints his beats with. Again, the strong impact/slight gesture pairing. &lt;br /&gt;One genious example is the appearance of an alternative horn sample on &lt;em&gt;What's Behind Darkness&lt;/em&gt;, the third track of the album. First of all, DJ&amp;nbsp;Krush demonstrates an astounding ear for atmospheric jazz samples, often tuning them down or muffling them slightly to replace the edge with enigma. Second, his sequencing is beautiful. The second horn I&amp;nbsp;mentioned is a transitional one, moving the track to a turntable-solo, but Krush introduces it as merely as a subtle element that appears to draw the odd wandering listener back to the hypnotizing low-pass magic he's employing on the beat. As it's true nature is revealed, it dissappears from the palette of samples indefinitely, never to appear again. This makes you want to listen to the song over and over almost just because of the placement of that one horn sample(or I just might have a severe case of sonic OCD of some sort, but we don't need to go there... haha).&lt;br /&gt;The album is chock-full of extremely well-chosen and well-processed samples, such as the chorus part of &lt;em&gt;Blank&lt;/em&gt;, the sixth track of the album. The minimalism is the strongest suit of the song, as it basically only consists of a slow drum pattern with stumbly hi-hats, a filtered bassline, and an rhodes-melody muffled so hard you'd think the Yakuza choked that shit with a pillow before Mo'Wax let Krush release the thing. The combination is superb though, and as it's placed on the album so that the listener is already accustomed to the soundscapes that Meiso creates, the minimalist nature is charming and as the track gets to it's abrupt end with a vinyl crackle, it's almost like you want to give out a single peaceful exhale.&lt;br /&gt;The instrumentals are more frenetic towards the end of the album, and Krush has a very interesting collaboration with DJ&amp;nbsp;Shadow as the finale, which in all it's dustyness is an awesome display of the chemistry they managed to create;&amp;nbsp;interestingly Krush sounds like Shadow and Shadow sounds like Krush(their respective parts are listed in the liner notes), but still both bring their own expertise to the table in sonic design. Sort of like Shadow's &lt;em&gt;What Does Your Soul Look Like?&lt;/em&gt;-slices paired with what Krush did on&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Kakusei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A notable aspect in all of the songs is how Krush utilises his turntable-decks as a genuine instrument(which they are), for example controlling an instrument solo from a record, at times slurring and pitch-shifting it, such as the flute in &lt;em&gt;Anticipat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ion&lt;/em&gt;, the album's first instrumental song. His scratching is also worthy of note, as it carries the same appeal as everything else does. Less is more, but he certainly doesn't make it sound like he's holding anything back. The subtle cuts featured carry more weight than many would imagine, and as Krush sets up his occasional scratch solo it's always pleasing to hear. Needless to say, Krush dodges the 'turntablism'-tag completely, as the attention is clearly more divided to the beats and rhymes than scratching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listen to the songs with vocal guests, I can take a very critical stance and sort of throw curveballs at Krush and see how long he lasts in Survival mode, meaning does he stumble in the usual pitfalls of music like this or does he avoid mistakes. Take the Big Shug-assisted Most Wanted Man for example. The chorus in particular, as the final bar of it ends and we have been treated with the Gangstarr-sounding piano and hard drums, the tastily distorted chorus vocal(where Guru actually does backups), what Krush employs the big man to do?&amp;nbsp;An extremely good, and subtle Barry Whiteish vocal croon. I was sold on that alone, and as the song progresses, Shug sets his lyrics into interesting metaphors while mainly concentrating on riding Krush's groove and not overbearing the beat. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt Krush's cred to have the song basically being one big nod to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sADEt7m_-s"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticking with the Survival Mode and the songs with guest spots, the title track with Black Thought and&amp;nbsp;Malik B. is still one of the more perfect 90's rap songs in my mind. The extremely atmospheric loop and Thought's flawless verse is extremely impressive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;nbsp;come from Illadelph where your health,&lt;br /&gt;you never take for granted&lt;br /&gt;It's hot as the Equator in a cypher around the planet&lt;br /&gt;Or abnormal, niggas appearing out of portals&lt;br /&gt;and demanding your soul&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Remember me, &lt;br /&gt;the thought I represent essentialy&lt;br /&gt;and mentally,&lt;br /&gt;eventually you'll mention me&lt;br /&gt;as most high,&lt;br /&gt;my decibels are most fly&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Black Thought over Malik, but believe me, he does not falter on his part at all. Krush kept the chorus instrumental with creative turntable work, scratching a sample of upright bass almost-but-not-quite not in tune with the beat. Teetering on the edge of small chaos is where the song truly excels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best rap spice, however, comes from Deflon Sallahr on &lt;em&gt;Ground&lt;/em&gt;. This cat has an incredibly vicious delivery and lyrics, and to my dismay I am unable to find any info on any of his other work. Seems like he has completely dissappeared after this guest spot. If any of you readers know anything about dude, contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so. The genious of the beat is apparent in the very beginning;&amp;nbsp;Krush obviously took a sax squeal with a bass under it, from some jazz record I suspect, and worked the lower frequencies so that it sounds closer to an ambient noise than horns. He brings in a slow, bouncy break and scratches a sinister horn melody as the chorus while Deflon spits the catchies thing on the record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Time keeps ticking while my style stays raw&lt;br /&gt;the strong stay standing while the weak ones fall&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main shine being in the actual verses, where the dark wordplay is so dense and raw that it almost hints me of Onyx. But just almost.&amp;nbsp;The song is full of reasons why I'm bummed I can't find anything else featuring Deflon, like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I keep coming back, until you ain't coming back&lt;br /&gt;I'm painting you black&lt;br /&gt;and you've been marked with darkness&lt;br /&gt;your heart beats of life, yet life will beat you heartless&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sallahr goes deep into dark subjects, like institutionalized racism, the ghetto, fates of the abandoned and anxiety. Sometimes utilizing a metaphor to deliver the message and then after a few bars unveiling another part of the bablyon he's obviously trapped in. It has appeal that is hard to describe, other than it just &lt;u&gt;works&lt;/u&gt;. Like how Shook Ones pt. 2 still works like a charm. Now looking at the track lenght, the fact that the song clocks in at almost 6 minutes and doesn't feel like it at all is amazing. Because the track, again, consists of little more than a bass loop, a drumbreak and scratched horn choruses with to break the spitting to three verses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe the only thing left to go in-depth in is the personal meaning of the album to me. As I&amp;nbsp;mentioned before, only one other album has made an impression this deep to me, and with that album &lt;em&gt;Meiso&lt;/em&gt; has shaped my production in a very significant way. It taught me to look very deep into what I'm sampling, and as the beats stress the basics pattern-wise, it's a very important learning experience to get to know that the most minimal things applied to a beat can yield the most maximum results. To know what you're doing in building very ground-level, fundamental elements is a skill often overlooked in today's music. I think everyone, especially if you're a producer, should hear this record and look for the same brilliance I&amp;nbsp;once found, and still find that it offers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall edit one more thing here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the liner notes. The amazingly fitting, raw and brilliant cover is by none other than... Futura 2000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>today's topic: Return</title>
    <published>2009-02-02T13:43:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-02T13:43:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Before you even read one letter/character of this particular post(if you did... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chuck D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be summonen to growl at YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;please check the post below. NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And download that joint. Forreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of gaming and music, I've forgotten to blog!&amp;nbsp;Wack. Not that I haven't been busy, but I'm bummed that I&amp;nbsp;don't, in the end, blog that much. It's fun, I'm missing out on fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, the remix album is finished and out there for grabs for free, and I'm glad I don't have to work on it anymore. Enough about that joint though, here's some other fun stuff: http://2dopeboyz.com/2009/01/19/2dopeboyz-dj-kos-best-to-do-it-remix-contest/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the assingment was to remix this particularly nice track:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that joint, even though I usually have a problem listening to&amp;nbsp;Royce. I'm not a fan of Supastition either, but I&amp;nbsp;digs me some Elzhi. Anyway, the beat is dope and the first two verses are cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I submitted my remix:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this was made in one afternoon with my girl chilling with some comics and I&amp;nbsp;periodically turned to her on some &amp;quot;does it sound awful?&amp;quot; and she's of course like '...no', probably totally oblivious to whatever I&amp;nbsp;actually did to the track!&amp;nbsp;Jokes aside, she's a helpful ear regardless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual process of the beat was fun, because I&amp;nbsp;was thrilled to find that particular break I used. It was one of those parts where I could instantly hear the potential of the sample if I&amp;nbsp;were to alter it in the ways you're hearing on that remix. And I&amp;nbsp;still keep nabbing those drum sounds from a certain videogame that many would probably consider a very, very unlikely source for a gritty snare like that.&amp;nbsp;The structure of the original track was so conventional that I didn't have to sequence the beat to a great extent in terms of verse-chorus transitions. I&amp;nbsp;just did the usual tricks and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I&amp;nbsp;got a good little laugh out of replacing supastitions &amp;quot;don't let the smooth beats fool you&amp;quot; with &amp;quot;don't let the *STATIC*&amp;nbsp;beats fool you&amp;quot; since my remix is dusty as hell. Fuckasmoothbeat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I&amp;nbsp;have time, I will post the long awaited analytical album post innnn one hour. Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>todays topic: accomplished</title>
    <published>2009-02-01T11:33:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-01T11:33:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/5306/nspremixcovermawfl0.jpg" style="width: 544px; height: 544px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Aesop&amp;nbsp;Rock's &lt;em&gt;None Shall&amp;nbsp;Pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remixed by&amp;nbsp;Maw-&lt;br /&gt;Instrumentals included&lt;br /&gt;Get it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.divshare.com/download/6452803-50f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>today's topic: slow down</title>
    <published>2009-01-24T09:12:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T09:13:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Now I have reached the fun part of the remix project:&amp;nbsp;I'm just waiting for a DJ acquaintance of&amp;nbsp; mine to lay down some cuts on a few tracks and in the meantime I&amp;nbsp;get to put in fun vocal samples, interludes, add some final effects to some parts, etc. &lt;a href="http://www.weightless.net/messageboard/index.php?topic=2386.0"&gt;The edit&lt;/a&gt; so to speak. I took one track off because honestly, it was way too thin and sounded like shit. Sorry, y'all won't get the complete remixes of None Shall&amp;nbsp;Pass, hope you can live with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have any other news besides that I have kept busy, but now I&amp;nbsp;have a week off from school and I&amp;nbsp;get to spend half of it with my lovely &lt;br /&gt;girlfriend. Some time off music and beats too, as much as I&amp;nbsp;hate it. Pausing at points is good for an artist, ask anybody. Anybody but me because it's taking a whole lot for me to muster the willingness to admit that :&amp;lt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today two good friends of mine are coming to visit, I'm a little worried about them being entertained here since it's really just my messy room doubling as my makeshift studio.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;did put in an hour or two on cleaning it so I&amp;nbsp;dare let civilized humans enter. Fortunately they're the nicest people I&amp;nbsp;know so I&amp;nbsp;doubt they'd care but... I&amp;nbsp;just don't want to be a sucky host.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as much of a farce this all is living in this house.&amp;nbsp;Troublesome stepdad and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, next week it's blogging and gaming and chilling time.&amp;nbsp;Believe dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>todays topic: keeping the engine running</title>
    <published>2009-01-20T13:13:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-20T13:13:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;I gotta jet like now but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;mixed&amp;amp;mastered three songs to bump in the mpfree player this morning, and I'll probably do one more later today if I&amp;nbsp;make it home in time. I'm&amp;nbsp;past halfway with these joints, liking it. I'm pretty confident that this will be all done by this weekend. I'm keepin real busy since I&amp;nbsp;got a bunch of almost overdue school shit do as well, and an even bigger project on the horizon if all goes well. It's tough to try to balance between school and music because one of the two is of no importance to me at the moment but I still have to do all that right now if I&amp;nbsp;want to get out of that damn facility alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, compression is a hell of a drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Damu The Fudgemunk in the headphones right now as I&amp;nbsp;write this. The cat&amp;nbsp;is sick&amp;nbsp;with the MPC sonically, has been&amp;nbsp;for some time now. He produces the beats in Y Society.&amp;nbsp;Check&amp;nbsp;dude out @ &lt;a href="http://wonkabeats.blogspot.com"&gt;wonkabeats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid of raw music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep up the momentum and... not die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect a writeup on one of my all-time favorite albums soon. I want to&amp;nbsp;produce something sensible in writing for a change. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>today's topic: doors</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T10:59:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-20T13:15:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been throwing these finished remixes up in my second-hand mp3 player and trying to proof-listen my joints after mixing them. I&amp;nbsp;remember reading an interview of Prefuse 73 where he said that he likes to use his iPod and some cheap headphones to listen to his mixes to see if it sounds right. Granted my monaural crackly soundscapes are way different from that dudes bizarre but dope beats, but it seems that the process works for me too. I'm happy with what I'm producing right now, and I'm glad to have all the tracks in the stage where I&amp;nbsp;can just make my edits, mess with effects, insert interludes and finally bring the raw tracks to life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a lot from this project. From mixing techniques to various aspects of the structural dynamics of beats in general. There's so much to pay attention to when one wants to make something sound lively. I'm certainly happy with my growth as an artist, even when I&amp;nbsp;get fits of (the infamous)fuckallthisshit where half of my HD gets wiped because one person thinks it sounds like shit. Haha, that's what got me into this project in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;had a wild idea of me actually adding a verse on one of the tracks but I&amp;nbsp;ditched the idea because I&amp;nbsp;simply didn't have enough time &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;energy along with the fact that your average listener familiar with the other material would probably get reeeeally weirded out some sudden extra rapping. Instead, I'll probably be adding guitar from a friend and some scratches from another friend. Ain't it great to have friends?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, something very, very, very, very fortuitous happened last weekend. You might hear about some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that I'm very anxious to just suffer through this one class of swedish and go mix me a draft for 39 Thieves to bang in the headphones tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's a fun quote from an apparently funny dude over @ mpc-forums.com for the myspace kids trying to get big putting their shit up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;I heard if you get 250,000 Myspace plays, an exec from Columbia Records is going to swoop down into your basement lab or whatever and carry you off, to work with all the big names in the game. Groupies be all over you and you're just like smilin' and puffin' on a blunt...&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you heard the man that shit will happen, trust me. The label dudes will come down in a chopper and fly you out and feed you coke and cristal. Just keep promoting your snap and clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace I'm out the do'</content>
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    <title>today's topic: no easy way out</title>
    <published>2009-01-16T14:45:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-16T14:46:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Update on y'all know what:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now made a beat to every acappella for the project. Some of them still need some work and the title track needs a do-over. I&amp;nbsp;remade the original beat but got maybe a little too lazy, I&amp;nbsp;just repeated the patterns and not so much the vibe. I'm kinda itching to make a brand new beat to go with the vocals instead of just refurbishing something I&amp;nbsp;made on the previous draft. I aim to dedicate this weekend to preparing the album to be ready for mixdown.  This basically means that I'll see if I can come up with a few more beats and switch some around, and I need to do a whole lot of raw editing. It's sort of like laying down outlines or directions for myself for the time when I&amp;nbsp;finally get to sit down  and start mixing the record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School got second place in my priorities today, though I&amp;nbsp;would be remiss if I&amp;nbsp;didn't point out that it was the buses fault. The bitch zoomed past it's stop four minutes early!&amp;nbsp;I was like two hundred yards away. For some reason, I&amp;nbsp;did walk to the bus stop and I waited for the thing for five minutes there in the face-freezing cold even though I&amp;nbsp;just saw it pass me. I&amp;nbsp;guess I&amp;nbsp;was in some way scared that karma might ram me up my ass for not punishing myself since&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;did decide I'd skip school when I&amp;nbsp;saw that I&amp;nbsp;couldn't make it to the bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found myself feeling rather inspired to write again. When I hit the studio late last year, I&amp;nbsp;recorded ten tracks which, for the most part, sucked. I&amp;nbsp;did rough mixes of only four and just one of them made the cut of being actually representable(It's still called Black2 on my &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mawone"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;. Whatever, check it out). I&amp;nbsp;guess I&amp;nbsp;was in a bit of a hurry. This time though, I'll be sure to reflect on what I stumbled with earlier and come up with a small EP of something actually worth listening to. As I do have some free time at the shelter house I'm staying at, I'm gonna have to walk around with a pen and a pad and just get into that cycle of producing lyrics the same way I&amp;nbsp;did years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>todays topic: bypaths</title>
    <published>2009-01-14T09:42:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-15T18:00:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I&amp;nbsp;was starting to get very excited about music but didn't know jack shit about anything. Didn't stop me from making music though. I&amp;nbsp;started to rap daily when I&amp;nbsp;was ten or eleven. The passion exceeded(and still exceeds, although in a different way) the need to know how to work with the audio I was birthing. I&amp;nbsp;used to record using this kiddie tape recorder that a friend of mine had. We were like... eleven or twelve years old, I&amp;nbsp;think,. Anyway, the jawn had two extremely shit quality mics and I&amp;nbsp;recorded my raps over premade loops. I had a friend hold one mic next to the speaker capturing the beat playing(and static) and I&amp;nbsp;had myself rapping to the other one. Quasi-gibberish but with swagger. Although back then it was just more or less consciously biting everything I heard. Like OutKast and 2pac. Whoah.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;think those tapes no longer exist, which is a relief. I&amp;nbsp;would probably die of a heart attack if I&amp;nbsp;heard that shit right now. They were like those bits Sage Francis puts in his songs but I wasn't fluent in english at the time, yet I was still rapping in that very language. So you can imagine how that must have sounded(I didn't know anything of objective outlook at the time, but my friend was the more disgruntled, reluctant part of the 'duo' and boy, he probably would have told me straight to my face I&amp;nbsp;sucked monkey fuck if I he would have bothered. He was the producer-engineer sorta.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a wee bit:&lt;br /&gt;After some years, I've grown to know bits and pieces of this and that, and the image of a certain level of know-how is slowly but surely forming into a rather useful whole of general(and not so general) knowledge of music.&lt;br /&gt;All of that can be attributed to listening to endless piles of music very closely over and over again and looking for parts to sample, reading all the liner notes to see who played what and then following that trail to a bigger pile of music, finding out everything I&amp;nbsp;can about the artists and how they tuned their guitar and why does the drummer sound like he does on a specific track and what the hell is that keyboard blip on the closing track on side A&amp;nbsp;and who are these guys on the backing band and what records they did when and where and how. &lt;br /&gt;Manipulating all those sounds and finding out how they behave after I've had my way with them was, and of course still is and always will be, a way for me to learn about music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now rewind again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I&amp;nbsp;went to high school, I&amp;nbsp;kept running into people who went to piano/guitar class and got excited about certain riffs and tunings of their favorite artists, bands and individual players. These were friends and friends of friends and classmates at school. I&amp;nbsp;got to hear their insight on music, which was always your everyday popular instruments being the norm and any deviation was more or less somehow inferior, suspect or foul. I don't think many even thought about the concept of expressing oneself through the music no matter what the medium, since a lot of them just learned to play Iron Maiden songs and not bother that much on writing actual music. I&amp;nbsp;suspect they were in it just 'cause it was popular. Or it might be the snob in me. Who knows. Anyway they got all the girls and I&amp;nbsp;tried to be the Kool G&amp;nbsp;Rap of the school but all the girls hated me. &lt;br /&gt;Quite possibly because I&amp;nbsp;deviated from the norm. Yes indeed. &lt;br /&gt;And of course this all meant that I have had to explain my sampling and hip hop to a whole bunch of hard-headed people who clutched hard onto their idea of 'suitable' expression and behavior within the circle of music. Which was mainly rock/metal. Rapping, let alone sampling, was a weird idea to begin with because it was so outside of the traditional band/artist setup encompassing everything you hear when you turn on a finnish popular radio station. Often I&amp;nbsp;got thrown the &amp;quot;rap is not music!&amp;quot;-statement at me and it was crushing back then. I&amp;nbsp;mean my god, I'm an artist for christs sake!&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;know, ridiculous, but those reactions help paint the picture now.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to explain sampling to a finnish person who grew up on rock and metal music and who took his guitar and piano classes and has band practice every thursday trying to put together a demo tape is either the most stagnant conversation ever or some 'agree to disagree' shit. And to think,&lt;em&gt; I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;catch flack for poking fun of the closed-mindedness of finnish people. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a lot of people couldn't get farther than &amp;quot;sampling is stealing&amp;quot; so I&amp;nbsp;didn't even give 'em the damn beat tape. This includes family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, fast forward a few years again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on an album of remixes and getting a mixtape released in the US soon. My beats have been playing in some select clubs and small venues, courtesy of some good friends across the Atlantic. I've had the chance to work with great people and make some vital connections with other musicians and just generally good people, and I&amp;nbsp;sense this is not the end of the trail if I keep working hard on my craft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I&amp;nbsp;get here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By practicing the &amp;quot;weird idea&amp;quot; or rapping, &amp;quot;stealing&amp;quot; drum breaks and layering them over other samples to make &amp;quot;not music!&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's being &lt;em&gt;weird&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;stealing&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;not making music&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. What a formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you take a look at the logic of these people, no wonder they think rap sucks. I&amp;nbsp;mean god, they took piano classes and everything! They're not weird, they don't steal and they make music!&amp;nbsp;AND, they get all the girls. Bam. Defeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the exact present moment right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wander in my thoughts to those days in the past during the transition to high school, and I&amp;nbsp;try to look at it from a broad perspective. I&amp;nbsp;do understand the alien nature of a thought of an 'alternative' style of expression. Peer pressure certainly plays into this, and I&amp;nbsp;mean... some like it cold. That's perfectly respectable.&lt;br /&gt;But the wild thing is that I&amp;nbsp;haven't heard anything from the people who didn't accept me. In fact, it seems that a good deal of them stopped making music altogether. Or it remains at a hobby status, I&amp;nbsp;wouldn't know about all of them. But I do know about some. &lt;br /&gt;So they took all their instrument classes, got popular, rocked shows at school, and put down kids like me who didn't do the same things as they did for... naught?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, it can't be that I, who was referred to as &amp;quot;that stupid rapper kid&amp;quot; who never took any classes, never had any real equipment, never joined a band, figured all this shit out for himself has actually done something past what they could achieve?&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;mean, goddamn. If I was that stupid rapper kid and I was still living my music and culture to the fullest, writing and training myself every day, these guys should be superstars by now right? They should have mad talent, right...?&amp;nbsp;Shit, If any of you guys are reading this DROP&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;GOD&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;LINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a fun story. But I'll get serious for a moment&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(in '09?&amp;nbsp;Whahahahaha!!!)&lt;/span&gt; and give you the point I'm trying to make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it incredibly funny how me and my peers before and during high school were posed with the choice of either doing you, doing your own thing one hundred percent and learning for yourself, or going with the flow more or less and picking up on popular things, all the same getting involved in something, albeit socially safer. &lt;br /&gt;I chose the despised, &amp;quot;weird&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;not music&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;route of doing my own thing and I&amp;nbsp;certainly added, with that, my own two cents in making school life hellish for myself socially. But remember how I&amp;nbsp;rewound and hit FF on the tape there?&amp;nbsp;I feel like I've gotten somewhere. I&amp;nbsp;built something out of nothing while a lot of people were against me and didn't even manage to build something out of something. Most of them seemed to only build nothing out of something&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(whatup modest mouse) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This essay, along with the soon to drop album is dedicated to all those people who had a problem with me doing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>today's topic: Indecisiveness</title>
    <published>2009-01-13T14:48:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-14T06:16:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was riding the bus the other day and listening to Rjd2's Dead&amp;nbsp;Ringer and The Horror EP. I&amp;nbsp;can't decide which one of the Ghostwriter versions is better, the original or the remix on the Horror EP. This takes me back to one night at a friend's house where I&amp;nbsp;posed him the same question. Or was it the other way around?&amp;nbsp;Anyway, we decided that they both have their own attraction. But when I&amp;nbsp;return to this music, I'm kinda torn. The original has fly dynamics and the horn chorus really stands out.&amp;nbsp;The drums aren't nearly as hard as they are on the remix though, and I&amp;nbsp;think what really makes an Rjd2 track is the drums. But the original got that...vibe!&amp;nbsp;But then the remix got that... other vibe. I simply could not come to a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this really matters but hey it's fun to think about. For the record, both records are dope as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done remixing the Aesop Rock songs. I&amp;nbsp;only have three left out of fifteen. It's starting to sound quite funky. I'm glad I was able to save the Five Fingers Remix from the original by just remastering it so it has sufficient punch to it. It underwent like three or four mixdowns prior to this one. The newest changes are nothing spectacular since I had destroyed the original multi-track session files in a fit of fuckallthisshit. Lucky I&amp;nbsp;saved a rather finished export though, since that's one of the best remixes I've ever made. It's certainly a time saver that I&amp;nbsp;don't have to think up yet another one out of these few records that I&amp;nbsp;can use here. Still, I should have saved at least those session tracks because I would have loved to try and mess with the drums one last time to make them really thump. Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about the project:&amp;nbsp;Honestly, as much as it is rewarding, it's a pain in the ass trying to concoct twenty something beats out of like five records from the same group. Granted, the concept is panning out like I&amp;nbsp;intended and anticipated but it's certainly a challenge, not a light one either. I'm certainly proud of the beat I&amp;nbsp;managed to make for a quite aggressive and bleak track by sampling a very positive, calm and serene song.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So I'm trying to come up with the remaining ones by weekend. Then it's mixdown time. THE&amp;nbsp;DREADED&amp;nbsp;MIXDOWN SESSIONS&amp;nbsp;OH&amp;nbsp;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&amp;nbsp;I'm not especially looking forward to, but I am looking forward to finishing this album up and bumpin' it. Contradictive?</content>
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    <title>Hello</title>
    <published>2009-01-12T14:51:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-12T16:56:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;This is the mandatory introductory post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After numerous attempts to blog around the internet about things &amp;quot;relevant&amp;quot;, I&amp;nbsp;decided to return to LiveJournal where I first started. Tried a few of the other ones, didn't feel like blogging. This one I've grown fond of, though. I'm quite sure y'all can find pieces of my life, insights, musicproducerrapper babble, personal news etc. here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.myspace/mawone&lt;/strong&gt; for the sleepyheads. Hip hop. Dusty breaks and boom bap. Music is my life and all that garbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouts to Zerostar(check him out, we've been working together occasionally &lt;strong&gt;www.myspace.com/zerostar82 &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;http://www.weightless.net/site/zerostar&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouts to Janne-Matti and all the other people I'm cool with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouts also to all the people @ Weightless forums and some of the people @ FFfin. Ain't shoutin shit to anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suckaaaaaaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've got that out of the way, time to start this shit up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to preliminary mixdowns thrown together for a project I've been working hard on for a week or two. The ever-elusive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aesop&amp;nbsp;Rock - None Shall Pass Maw Remixes! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me ripping the 2007&amp;nbsp;Aesop Rock album apart and trading the futuristic synth boom soundscapes with crackly drums and soul samples from a certain Motown group from the 60's/70's. I'm about two thirds done with all of it, trying to get it together by the weekend. &lt;p&gt;I'm kinda thrilled because I obviously have been doing this music ish for a while now, and as people across the atlantic seem to be feeling this stuff, I notice increased growth and motivation comes with it. I'm known to be extremely self-critical on any and every aspect of my work, but I&amp;nbsp;can honestly say that the beats&amp;nbsp;on this project are the best I've ever made. And I think it's kinda cool that even though I limited my source material to one group(sans drums), I still managed to make a myriad of grooves and each of them I like very much. &lt;br /&gt;Partly because of that, I figured this would be a good start for people who have never heard my music so I'm packaging it with instrumentals. The whole thing will be free mpfrees of course, the instrumental edition being more like a separate album of instrumental hip hop showcasing my work. So I encourage you, reader, to stay tuned and pick up the joint when it's finished. Either to hear a new take on Aesop Rock's newest or just to listen a bunch of new Maw beats. Crackle bang boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll return tomorrow with a brand new post, gotta run now. Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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