Tag Archives: Daft Punk

Alex Ain’t Tom’s Son and Boris Ain’t From the “Yay Area”

No more than a couple weeks ago, in a post about mythologically-monikered LA-based producer Daedelus, I mentioned my life-long love of myth, fantasy and comic books. As an extension of my appreciation of those three things (coupled with the fact that I grew up in a house full of wanna-be artists) I developed a […]

Mixtapes I Don’t Hate: Girl Talk Feed the Animals

I live in an apartment that doubles as an office, a recording studio, a storage space for all manner of media, an art studio and a textiles workshop. As you might imagine this doesn’t make it the most opportune location to entertain visitors. For this reason m. Cody and I only rarely invite […]

How Much Depth Can You Accept?

All that talk of ghosts and music yesterday took on a whole new meaning after an intercontinental discussion with one of my closest homegirls last night. See, she was visited by a ghost this weekend… The ghost of a former lover which left her haunted in her own unique way. I’m not talking […]