The Surf Punks - "My Beach" (1982)
Surf punk is a pretty reactionary subgenre. It's highly territorial, it's all about making the non-locals go away so they can't talk to the chicks and party with them on the beach. Very good attitude, I approve.
How will we remember this decade?
Electronic music has never been more abundant. Yet, unusually, no new sound has fully broken through into a movement.
Across two essays, we examine the forces fragmenting the landscape and swaying taste: inflation, exhaustion, a broken internet and generational disconnect.
Where will the culture be by 2030?
Read There Is No Sound of the 2020s. Yet now: https://t.co/Dz8yZDOqi9
Let’s taco ’bout it 🌮🔊
@technotacotuesday returned to the PUSS to close out @edc_week with a special set from @djfrankiebones.
Tacos, techno, and absolutely no cooldowns 🌮⚡️
This house track never gets old 💿
Groove Armada - Superstylin'
Released in 2001, it's an era-defining anthem that has its own chapter in dance music history.
At a time when electronic music was splitting into genres, this track did the opposite. It blended house, dub, reggae and breakbeat elements, the track stood out for its infectious bassline, horn stabs, and MC M.A.D’s unmistakable vocals - creating something completely unique.
It wasn’t just another house track… it changed the sound of the scene 🎶🧨
Happy Birthday, Bob Moog! 🎈
We love this story told by @mmothersbaugh of @DEVO, remembering a moment with Bob performing live on TV with his band—theremin locked in, going full theatrical… and sounding incredible doing it!
Here’s to the inventor, the performer, and the joy he put into every instrument.
Back in 1998 You Are In My System became one of those records that stayed with people for years ❤️
I wanted to revisit it properly from scratch with Mic Murphy and bring that feeling back again, alongside Troy Denari and the 623 Vocal Mix.
Enjoy https://t.co/jamvVTVQnk
From my latest livestream: California's insurance market is not set up to withstand climate change. Insurers are leaving California, and taxpayers are subsidizing insurance for million dollar homes.
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This deal just hit market in Hollywood. 196 Units
It was part of and Opp Zone fund that was started in 2019 by the sellers.
Given it has not been 10 years since they bought it, you can tell that the 'faith' that values will reach 2019 levels by 2029 in Los Angeles are low.
This is what happens when it becomes impossible to run and maintain a master metered building, where the city removes the 2% rent increases to keep up with costs. The insurance costs are likely $1500+ per unit and the expense ratio, on a STABILIZED building are probably 55%.
Oh and the city/state is looking to get rid of RUBS which is the only thing that would make this building even operable at a profit if your looking forward.
Crazy times in Los Angeles Real Estate.
In 1964, voltage control gave the filter a new role: movement. 〰️ 〰️
Not just carving harmonics, but shaping how they change over time — a key step toward synthesizing familiar sounds, and a gateway to entirely new ones.
Learn more in our free educational series, Synthesizing with Moog. All episodes and worksheets are available at https://t.co/UjjhJK8diT.
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In the movie “Top Gun”, Maverick picks up Kelly McGillis by singing in the Officer’s Club.
The “O Club” – as it’s known – was a thing, but died a slow death. I missed most of it in my career.
In the day, Mom got pissed at the Nellis AFB O’ Club for “Lingerie Night” where models came in & showed off lingerie for sale. It was an early memory for me, seeing those women cross the hall…Mom was beyond pissed & went on a crusade w/ the other Officer’s wives, ending up in the General’s office. They won, but I wish they hadn’t.
Before 9/11, the Air Force allowed busses of women to come onto the base on weekend nights, headed to the O’ Club. My Dad was the commander of Security Forces at the time; it was a thing he allowed & for a reason. Seriously, busses full of women, all going to the O’ Club…it was a hot spot at any base.
The O’ Club could be a wild place.
Once, at Nellis, Dad got a call on a Saturday (I think, but definitely a weekend). It was “Red Flag”, with fighter pilots from all over the world attending to do simulated air war against each other…they’d gotten drunk in the O’ Club & started actually fighting, smashing things up. Shit show.
He told his troops to go get all the dogs…Nellis was a center for military dog training & he had turned the “Squadron” into a “Group”, then made “Silver Flag” in the desert, where SF got to play war. It was now not just a place SF could be stationed, it was the home of SF.
Anyway, he recalled all the troops, went to the club & locked all the doors except one. Then they let the dogs in…nobody escorting, just release the dog with the command to go fuck things up. One by one, the pilots came out in surrender. He loved that story…wish I could hear him tell it one more time.
Anyway, the Tailhook Scandal happened & that was the death signal. Now, Commanders counted the amount of drinks you had. Instead of being a place you could relax, you had to be on duty still.
You had to pay to be a member of the O’ Club. It became a place where your career was in jeopardy, so membership declined. The Officer & Enlisted Clubs eventually merged to try & survive, but I don’t think it has gone well. Some Commanders would hold mandatory meetings there, and you had to be a member to attend, which generated some memberships, but that was received poorly.
The Pilot Training Bases still have a decent club scene. They don’t allow civilians to come anymore, but it’s a bunch of young trainee pilots trying to flex on each other, playing a very physical game called “Crud”. You’ll have to google that.
I helped a Major refit the Club at Vance AFB around 2000. He knew what to do & it was great…he managed to get an ejection seat & a stick from the T-37 right at the bar. Then he wired it so that if you pulled the “Trigger” on the stick, it set off alarm lights & sirens in the club, and now our brand new, naive student who fancied himself a steely-eyed killer owed the whole club beers when the lights & alarms went off.
I had a few good nights at O’ Clubs. Vance AFB could get wild on Assignment Night. Randolph AFB was still kicking… the AF Nursing program was based nearby & it had a basement Crud room w/ sandbag walls, so things could get wild when the nurses showed up to have fun. My buddy may make General, but I remember him passing out on a General’s lawn as a Lieutenant after a good night at Randolph & being woken by the sprinklers.
We lost something. Some of it was worth discarding, but not all of it was & it built relationships in a way we lack today. The Clubs were good, and it makes me sad they are in such a bad state today.