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Cru-L-T - The La La Song (remix)

as the ‘10s look back on the '90s

I see hella more people admitting to liking Tori Amos than I remember

but damned if I see anyone willing to mention Ani DiFranco.

I: Don’t mark off as unacceptable anything not under your control

II: Do mark off as unacceptable at least one thing under your control

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Thank you, @jnd3001. You are right about Deanna in this episode. She was super-high to let that rando dude keep wearing that all-green ensemble.

Brisk & Vinylgroover - Seasons Of Love

I saw Twister played on TV in a loud bar, no sound, and I thought

man, this is a good movie to watch with no sound

but then I thought

the hell kind of movie is this?

Is it a disaster movie? Obviously kinda, there’s a hostile thing that kills people, and a lot of the characters are played by recognizable actors but none too famous, so it’s like they could feasibly kill any one

but there’s not really that much disaster, you know? there’s the drive-in and then bill paxton hangs on to a fencepost, and it’s not really like the scrappy band pulls together to fight the tornado, because hey, tornado

but what is there instead? a core cast with personal dynamic spun from a boomer crisis of family integrity, and a notional antagonist with corporate overtones.

Which: that makes absolute sense. Twister is an attempt to merge the ‘70s ensemble disaster film and the '80s Die Hard-influenced action thriller. That makes absolute sense.

P.S. “American Cinema 1985-1995: The Boomer Crisis Of Family Integrity”. You’re welcome.

Blossom - Angel Of Love

Noticeably more motorcycles on the LA roads these days. I’m not surprised, it always seemed obvious to me that we’d resolve the “fossil fuel commuter culture is unsustainable”/“the physical and cultural form of America depends on fossil fuel commuting” dilemma by driving smaller cars and more two-wheelers. This is what people DO in pricey-gas, income-constrained situations like Thailand, Vietnam, and post-WWII, pre-North Sea England.

When I picked my bike, a ‘68 Honda CB350, I did it for the specs - modern bikes don’t really come in sizes between 250 and 700, and the price was right. But I was pleased with the look - I’d seen a few guys on vintage bikes around the neighborhood in the months before, and I’ve seen yet more still. They’re almost all guys, 25 to 40, tend kinda scruffy. It helps that the bikes really are still kinda cheap, though as the trend catches I hear prices are going up as the reservoir of barns and desert scraplots and old garages gets drained.

There are a few jeans-wearing girls on vintage bikes, usually between 150 and 300 or so, but the CFWG crowd sticks with scooters, as do people who like cozy domesticity but at least have the sense not to use the word “hubby”.

“Scooters - For Harmless People”.

Then there’s the BMW/Triumph/Aprila/Moto Guzzi crowd, who are mostly the kind of “hipsters” who own more than one $300 piece of clothing. Their scruff is professionally scruffed.

The guys with mopeds and underbones, I don’t know. I’m gonna take a shot and say they’re East Coasters into biking-as-transportation making the minimum possible concession to the fact that LA is an internally combusted town.

I’ve seen a guy or two on a Buell or a Hyosung, but it’s not really a “thing”.

Basically no one born after 1965 rides a hog, which is as it should be.

Then there’s another group I’ve been seeing tick up lately, one mostly nonlocal that I don’t really care for due to esthetic issues that map cleanly to class issues, and that’s guys on sportbikes where the fairings and their helmets both look like Jackson Pollock pulled a Dash Snow on some Ed Hardy. My impression is that these are your “white working class” union and post-union types driven by gas prices to downshift from the ginormous white pickup trucks they used to commute in to LA from the IE, or drive their dirt bikes out to the IE from LA.

One group is still rare enough that I don’t really know what their deal is, but I’ve gone from seeing them never to occasionally, which I guess might be a sign of the Next Big Thing. And that’s '90s-era Ninjas and other Japanese faired bikes with most of the fairing removed, which gives the bike sharp lines but an interestingly “dirty” look. They also don’t wear fucking Lisa Frank-for-bros helmets, which is a plus.

It’s kind of weird that we still use “white picket fences” to invoke lower-middle-class homeownership, even though in the modern day such places - houses with small yards in inner-ring suburbs - have chain-link fences.

After all we’ve successfully updated our referent for “place a rural poor person grows up” from “log cabin” to “mobile home”.

Brisk vs. Rebel Alliance - Floor Friction

1995 was right around when happy hardcore was switching from breakbeats to 4/4 kickdrums. Interestingly, this track was backed by both.

I just realized who my Uncle Randy reminds me of and it’s Season 1, beardless Commander Riker

realbroad:

Roller Derby Viking Lady by John Allison of Scary Go Round

also: I know lost causes, but remember when Gawker took the internet’s side?

Project: Set ‘90s porn to '90s Weather Channel music

Project: Set '90s Weather Channel to '90s porn music

Force & Styles - Heart of Africa

Brisk - Thunder & Rain

I hear the Foglios won a Hugo tonight or something, good for them. It’s been a long-term plan that the first important female thing I get to name I’m going to name Kaja. Not even as a tribute to Kaja Foglio she’s decent enough (I judged a book correctly by her cover once, it was a detective story in Old China), but that Kaja is SUCH A GOOD NAME.

Brisk & Trixxy - Eyeopener

For a while there, every single set and every single mix had either this tune or Euro Love or both.

The lyrics come from one-hit eurodancer Koko’s Open Your Eyes, and the other samples are from Redman and Method Man’s How High.

Brisk & Trixxy - Euro Love

I accepted it when Eyeopener turned out to be a eurodance cover. Somehow it hit me harder when Euro Love was. “Euro Love”. Yeah I dunno.

(It’s a cover of Wonderland’s Fantasy Of Love.)

I guess I lose all right to bitch about Flip & Fill and all them now.