@ Macro Takeover
Posted: April 25th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Gigs | Tags: ://about blank, Anno Stamm, Berlin, KUF, rRoxymore, Stefak, Stefan Goldmann | No Comments »
Druffalo Hit Squad Live At Druffaloma, Paloma Bar, Berlin, April 16 2016
Posted: April 18th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Mixes | Tags: Berlin, D*ruffalo Hit Squad, Michael Kummermehr, Paloma | No Comments »
Druffalo Hit Squad – Live At Druffaloma April 16 2016 Part 1 by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
Druffalo Hit Squad – Live At Druffaloma April 16 2016 Part 2 by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
Druffalo Hit Squad – Live At Druffaloma April 16 2016 Part 3 by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
Druffalo Hit Squad – Live At Druffaloma April 16 2016 Part 4 by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
@ Worm Leatherette
Posted: April 18th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Gigs | Tags: Berlin, Ohm, Philip Marshall, Sleeparchive, Terrible, Worm Leatherette, Zerocrop | No Comments »
Picture this.
You were thrown out of that posh private party in the suburbs earlier on. The beer was gone, so you nicked some fine spirits from the cabinet of the hostess’ parents and shared generously. You insulted most of the male guests, and flirted with most of the female guests (or was it the other way round?). They discovered the messages you left on the bathroom mirror and disapproved, even if it was the best poetry you had ever written. At least they could not rub it off that easily. But now the girls did not flirt back any longer (or was it the boys?). You could not afford them anyway. The music was terrible, but you could do nothing about it, as you lost your tape at the station where you got your booze for the way to the party. You walked there, activating every motion sensor in every villa along the street with silly dance moves, and deactivating every second lamp post with a kung fu kick. For contrast. Before walking there, you took the bus.
Now you ride the bus again, into the city. You glance cautiously at the mulleted proles with similar intentions. They are as drunk as you are, and they stare right back. They hate your hair, jacket, badges, and shoes. They hate the rest as well. They are always more than one, never on their own. You hate buses. One day you will be able to afford a cab. Actually you could already afford it, but you prefer to spend your money on getting drunk and the outfit they hate. But until the night you can afford all of it at the same time you already think about what will happen if you meet the same bunch tomorrow morning, waiting for the first bus. You will run again. Weekends mean running. Maybe you can run faster. You better try. But you will be not in time anyway, and there will be further trouble once you arrive, either torn and beaten up or not, but wasted either way.
There had been a fight already as you arrive. You see the blood and broken glass. You see the blood on the broken glass. You see a badge on the pavement, and tonight you are wearing the same one. You encounter witnesses. You laugh them off for exaggerating, even if you know they do not. You walk down the stairs to the club. It is never a club with a view. You always descend. You pass the soccer table (it’s those pros with the gloves again, waiting for victims) and head for the bar. You do not know as many people as you expected, and you wonder if this is good or bad. The DJ introduces the dark round. THE BLACK BOX. The black light. You think it is a bit much that not only the stains on your clothes glow in the dark but your drink does, too. It tastes like cheap liquorice. THE COUNT. You think it would be funny if the count would really be here, targeting future playmates among the Blixas and Siouxsies. You think it would also be funny if the dancers would have to throw their agony shapes accompanied by the meagre disco lights, while the imminent disco round would be hidden by heavy fog. But the punk round always come first. DOCTOR ANNABEL LIES. DOCTOR ANNABEL LIES. DOCTOR ANNABEL LIES. It’s either Buzzcocks next, or something for the scooter boys. But they are not that present tonight, so it means a shortcut to synths, and the floor is split between the heavy fog and the meagre disco lights division. IT’S THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE. In bars. In bars. Ha. You compare your own unimpressed look to others. You realize the button on your jacket’s pocket came off again and your cigarettes are gone. Your keys as well. You decide to postpone the consequences as long as possible. For the keys at least. You will have to wait until the lights come back up to fish for some cigarette money and you get one from the soccer table pros. You wonder if they have a theme song. HAND IN GLOVE. Oh, the irony. THE SUN SHINES OUT OF OUR BEHINDS. Sun. Ha. You are determined your next drink will be something fruity that does not glow in the dark, and you wonder if that is even possible. You get a warm beer instead. And some mean shot. You want results. You take a leak, you hear someone snorting bad speed. As if anything in here really requires chemical pace. You read the same tired jokes on the wall. You check your hair in the broken mirror, even if it is does not need checking. You read the same tired jokes written on there, too. Back in, another round. A lighter one. Quiffs and Marc O’Polo sweaters, predictably. You recognize that girl from the party hours before (or was it a boy?) FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOPS DOWN TO THE SUNNY STREET. Ha. A DIFFERENT DRUM IS PLAYING A DIFFERENT KIND OF BEAT. Ha Ha. You think the DJ could be smarter than anybody else in here. Except you, of course. Later you wake up next to a girl on that dirty sofa (or was it a boy?). You are not sure if anything happened. It does look a bit as if something happened. No, actually you just do not know. Not many people left, slow songs already. TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF ME. You watch the very recent couples, who ignore the instructions. You are too wasted to join in with whomever. WELL IT JUST WASN’T ME. Maybe half an hour left before exit into daylight, and then you will have to run. Oh well.
BUT…
This is not a true story.
Everything will be different.
We invite you to hear the BEST FUCKING MUSIC EVER.
NO TRUMPETS (some maybe).
Do come by and bring some love. And other people.
We love you (YOU PAY OUR RENT).
Wormest Regards,
Roger, Finn unt Wyrm
@ Druffaloma
Posted: April 11th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Gigs | Tags: Berlin, D*ruffalo Hit Squad, Michael Kummermehr | No Comments »
What a night. Thank you all!
Posted by Finn Johannsen on Mittwoch, 30. Dezember 2015
Finn Johannsen – Vocals Matter 03 (1988)
Posted: April 8th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Mixes | Tags: Chicago, Inner City, Paris, Radio, Razormaid, The Blow Monkeys, Valentino, Vocals | No Comments »
Finn Johannsen – Vocals Matter Part 03 (1988) by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
Fingers Inc. – Can You Feel It (Vocal Version)
Turntable Orchestra – You’re Gonna Miss Me
Raze – Break 4 Love (English Version)
Kym Mazelle – Useless (Moody Mix)
Keith, Kat, & Blondie – Gotta Get Some Money (Ladies & Gents Vocal)
Sha-Lor – I’m In Love (Caught Up Version)
Adeva – Respect (12“ Extended Version)
Hanson & Davis – Can’t Stop (Vocal Dub)
Red Flag – Russian Radio (Razormaid Club Mix)
The Blow Monkeys – This Is Your Life (Long)
Will Downing – A Love Supreme (Psycho Supreme Remix)
Myoshi Morris – Muzik (Co-Ed Entertainment Mix)
Bigger Than Life! – World Of Make Believe (Vocal Mix)
Sterling Void – Runaway Girl (Pimp Dub)
Julian Jumpin’ Perez Feat. Valentino – Stand By Me (House Mix)
Rickster – Night Moves (Night House Mix)
Victor Romeo – Love Will Find A Way (Radio)
Inner City – Good Life (Mike Hitman Wilson’s Chicago Mix)
Fred Fowler – Times Are Changin’ (Extended Mix)
Masquerade – Real Love (Extended)
Fingers Inc- Never No More Lonely
Joe Smooth – I Try
Joe Smooth – Promised Land (Club Mix)
Paris – Learn To Love (Extended Mix)
Christian Alexander – Body & Spirit
Finn Johannsen – Vocals Matter Part 02 (1987)
Posted: April 8th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Mixes | Tags: Ce Ce Rogers, Liz Torres, New Order, Paris, Paris Brightledge, Vocals | No Comments »
Finn Johannsen – Vocals Matter Part 02 (1987) by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
ABC – The Night You Murdered Love
Park Avenue – Don’t Turn Your Love (Dangerous Mix)
Jine – Take It To The House (12“ Extended)
Joe Church – Don’t You Wanna Be Mine (Club Mix)
E.S.P. – It’s You (Vocal)
Liz Torres – What You Make Me Feel (Fierce Mix)
Jomanda – I’ll Give It To You (Seduction Mix)
Blaze – Whatcha Gonna Do (Vocal)
Raze – Let The Music Move U
New Order – True Faith Remix
C.T. Satin – I Found A Friend (Club Version)
Ten City – Devotion (Club Mix)
Blaze – If You Should Need A Friend (Friendship Mix)
Jeff Young – My Night Time
Frankie Hollywood And The Heat – Feel The Fire (House Mix)
House Master Baldwin Feat. Paris Grey – Don’t Lead Me (Medusa’s House Mix)
Ragtyme – I Can’t Stay Away (Power Pella)
House To House Feat. Kym Mazelle – Taste My Love
Ce Ce Rogers – Someday
The Night Writers – Let Music Use You (Club Mix)
Sterling Void & Paris Brightledge – It’s All Right (House Mix)
Fingers Inc. – A Love Of My Own (Extended Club Mix)
Finn Johannsen – Attic Magazine Podcast 35
Posted: April 4th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Mixes | Tags: Attic, Geneva, Motel Campo, Podcast, Sound Metaphors | No Comments »Good night out again in Geneva, and again hosted by the Sound Metaphors fellas before they founded Sound Metaphors.
Finn Johannsen – Attic Podcast by Finn Johannsen on hearthis.at
Rewind: Sassy J on “Songs In The Key In The Life”
Posted: April 4th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Interviews English | Tags: Electronic Beats, Interview, Motown, Rewind, Sassy J, Stevie Wonder | No Comments »
In discussion with Sassy J on “Songs In The Key Of Life” by Stevie Wonder (1976).
I found „Songs In The Key Of Life“ in the record collection of my mother in the 70s and secretly transferred it to my own after listening to it. How did the album find you?
I grew up listening, dancing and singing to this album as a little girl. It was one of the rather few soul records amongst my parents Jazz collection. I made my babysitter put it on. I was singing along the lyrics using my skipping rope as a mic. Oh well… That’s why I picked this record for this interview. I think next to all the Jazz at home “Songs In The Key Of Life” built the firm roots of musical tree of life.
Were interested your parents’ Jazz collection as well, or did the album offered an alternative to what you were used to hearing around the house?
The Jazz records that were playing and Jazz tunes my dad played on the piano was just the music that was mainly there. I remember being scared when Duke Ellington’s „Caravan“ would play, or that I loved to fall asleep to Sarah Vaughn’s voice. The funky clothing or jewelry and style of the musicians that stayed with us stuck with me. I also remember artists performing in our living room on house parties. So I was interested in those other aspects of Jazz at home. When I started getting into Hip-Hop later on, finding out about the samples & originals, I got more interested in their Jazz collection again – up to now. I am still pulling out things.
Some childhood memories are very formative and lasting. Was it important that you were introduced to the album at a young age?
I guess so. It reached out to the little girl in that living room. It triggered the attention of her ears and eventually made me choose it for this particular interview.
Why did you think the album had such on impact on you, and what kind of impact was that?
I liked it and I wanted to hear it over and over again, because it made me feel good. The sound, the groove, the melodies, the moods and of course his voice. Next to all the other music at home, this record surely made me fall in love with music. Music is the love of my life. I couldn’t live without it. That’s a hell of an impact!
I remember that even the format of the album was very special to my fledgling music enthusiast self. There was a lot of music spread over two discs, plus a bonus 7“ and a fat booklet. Even at a time when I did not spend too many thoughts on an album’s background that seemed extraordinary. Does the album justify this grand scope, could it not have been any other way?
Yes, the format added an extra attraction to it. I used to love to sit down, open it, take out the booklet and look at it while the record was playing out and out: the cover art, his signature and fingerprint, all the content of it. The older I got, the more I would discover. Singing along to the lyrics, finding out who was featured on there or who was listed in his thank you’s.
What are the highlights of „Songs In The Key Of Life“ for you? And is it mandatory to swallow it as a whole, or can you skip parts that do not hold up to others?
To me the highlight is the journey you go on, listening the whole record. The cover artwork and title reflect it: Mr. Wonder’s Songs In The Key Of Life. Genius. Timeless. So much to hear and discover. So rich.
Most critics heralded „Songs In The Key Of Life“ as a masterpiece ever since, fewer noted that it is patchy in parts. Not only in terms of songwriting, but also in terms of stylistic diversity. The latter I always found very unfair, as the diversity was always one of the aspects I found most fascinating about the album. Would you agree that this ambitious palette is a pro rather than a con?
I groove, feel, get inspired, sing, dance … to music. I don’t approach it that way. To me the record is genius. It is ONE. No drawers or palettes needed.
It is quite astonishing that Stevie Wonder was only 26 years old when he released „Songs In The Key Of Life“. Yet he signed to Motown when he was 11, and before he started work on the album he even considered quitting the music business for good. So he had a long career going on already. Does this inform the music contained on „Songs In The Key Of Life“? Is this a statement bursting out he could not deliver before? How much artistic freedom is needed for an epic like this?
It is a beautiful thing in life to learn, grow and get better and more experienced in all you do.
I think the beauty in this album lies in the journey he made up to then. On “Songs In The Key Of Life” you can hear his experience, all of his brilliance and essence. It feels so complete, strikingly timeless. A flower, fruit, expression of the genius he is. I believe delivering a record, an epic like this, you need to be yourself to the fullest and complete artistic freedom is needed – else it wouldn’t be that complete. Read the rest of this entry »
@ Techno Und Arbeit
Posted: March 28th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Gigs | Tags: Archiv der Jugendkulturen, Berlin | No Comments »
Finn Johannsen – Uncanny Valley Podcast 040.3
Posted: March 28th, 2016 | Author: Finn | Filed under: Mixes | Tags: Dresden, Mitch, Podcast, Rustie, taz, Uncanny Valley | No Comments »
Starkey – Stars
Rustie – Tempered
Shlohmo – Out Of Hand
Joker – Mahogany
2000F & J Kamata – You Don’t Know What Love Is
Slackk – Bells
Spokes – Mutations
Starkey – Neck Snap
Dong – Suzuran (LV & Quarta 330 Remix)
Throwing Shade – Once
Spokes – Ritalin (E.M.M.A. Remix)
Joker – Milky Way
Lauren – Struck (Guido Remix)
Terror Danjah – All I Want
Joker – Lost (Instrumental)
Lil Silva – First Mark
Joker – Electric Sea (Instrumental)
Mr. Mitch – September
Kelela – Gomenasai
Nomine – 99 Aachen
Wiley & Zomby – Step 2001
Chemist – Blocks Still Kold Remix
Mssingno – XE2
Taz – Gold Tooth Grin
Starkey – Playing With Fire
Banks – This Is What It Feels Like
Björk – Lionsong (Kareokieijd Remix)
Björk – Lionsong
Rapid – Licence
Hyetal – Neon Speech
Macabre Unit – Juggernaut
Morgan Zarate – BHC
Brokenchord – Bluestar
Cassie – Call You Out
Starkey – Paradise
Taz & Akka – Illusory
Georgia – Digits
Ital Tek – Violet
Pixelord – Polygon Fane
Sugababes – Stronger
Björk – All Is Full Of Love
Kelela – The High
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