Surf Jazz + bossa is how I'd even attempt to start off describing Canadian electro-jazz group 480East sound system. Today's music genre's are so convoluted and can be quite annoyingly broad, or narrow- depending on how difficult it is to search for a sound.
I find jazz to be most confusing- in trying to really pin down what grooves I dig. Electronic music perhaps even more so, but my focus these past few years has been seeking out jazz sounds.
Deep Jazzy House
this genre is one of my fav for just lounging around early mornings. Slow, sensual wake-ups, lingering in that hypnopompic dream-state just a little longer before starting the day. What the hell, drink that exquisite first cuppa coffee in bed. These are the mornings where I ignore my bodies cries for a HIIT work-out, or an early morning run. Yea, these deep jazzy house mornings are for inner visions. Thoughts running amuck with wild abandon. Worship thyself. Perhaps a yoga sess. Get grounded on a funkadelic undertone (just enough that you don't even consciously know it's there, really) that just glides through your system, taking you on these journeys into the realm of music + chemistry effects from the experience. You are within the dialogue but not necessarily recognize that you are indeed one of the centrally themed characters.
Okay I'm not sure if those last few sentences even made sense, but... whatever.
Here's some deep jazzy house:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EYSo692Cl68
How do you seek out sounds of: The Brand New Heavies + jazz funk + Sol Lounge? It's a genre-bending trip down the rabbit hole. The rabbit hole is as fun as it is interesting as it is frustrating. It takes some dedication, and time. Lots of both these days! Surface for air as needed...
Also, "Sol House" is a thing y'all. Think 007
So MzH and I were soaking in last night's sunset and ensuing full moon rise from my lanai for our perhaps weekly happy hour festivities. Whenever the mood strikes actually. Days end every day makes me smile, as well as finally get a chance to step out on my lanai and relax into cooler air. Recently, the thermometer has been increasing steadily starting early in the mornings. I find it most important to get my workout in before 9 am. Because my head is like a big radar attract-or, I work out so many mysterious concepts I've kept in my mind during the days while exercising. I never bring my phone with me so as soon as I get back, I sit on the lanai and type out my thoughts (these blog posts as one example).
But I digress...
So we're drinking strawberry-mango margaritas (blended even) and shooting the shit and down below we spy on maybe 5 of the Chinese girls from the other building. They have walked up to the courtyard/recreation area, which was strangely devoid of kids last night (suppertime perhaps?). They were all wearing pastel color-bloc sleeveless flowing dresses. Now, at that moment I was thinking, "wow, maybe this is a performance art piece, or the beginning of a #BLM protest march, or a full-moon goddess ritual (yes, my mind naturally wanders to far out reaches). I'm stoked. I'm ready for the show.
A few of them break out 2 sheets and drape them over the concrete. What followed was the spreading of some type of leaf or something. We were aflutter with ideas, of course, and captivated by the happenstance of the powerfully interesting scene unfolding. In that moment I wanted to go down and ask them because, curiosity... I imagined it was a cultural thing. We decided they were drying out some leaves (for cooking) in our buildings courtyard because of the direct, relentlessness of the morning sunshine. Yes this morning marks a change in the weather that I 'felt' loud and clear: It was already bloody hot at 8 am... So hot in fact that yesterday I was starting to sit in my made-in-China folding camp chair that I proudly purchased at Carrefour last month, when it suddenly started slowly collapsing... It had melted... The amusing part is now that the plastic chair arms have melted, it has brought the chair closer to the ground so now it has transformed from a 'camp chair' to a low beach chair- WHICH IS WHAT I WANTED IN THE FIRST PLACE!!! Haha. Okay, back to the story!
And then 'POOF' they were gone.
Fast forward to this morning. I'm trotting off about 6:30 am, sun blazing high in the sky already, and so I divert and check to see what remained (nothing like a good reconnaissance survey of the immediate area thought to host something incredible to dwell on and divert mis-directed attention from the all-too excessive thoughts of shitty news being shoved down our throats on a global scale). Anyhow... The sheets were still there! On closer inspection I can confirm that the 'leaves' are in fact cucumbers!
Still curious. What is this story? Ah yes, right. Molly-wog, from her Joshua Tree NPS lilypad, called during this unfolding scene. I should update her most definitely to let her know of its outcome. As like any anthropologist/ archaeologist, she got sucked into the story like flies on shit. SCIENCE! So cool.
Oh yea, here's my secret gardenia bush(es) update: Fortunately the coveted gardenia cluster is well-shaded so are still producing an abundance of flowers.
Music to accompany this blog post:
Four80East- "Cinco Cinco Seis"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5Oa_KUxBm0
Four80East: En Route - Live at SiriusXM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEHplYngjHI&list=RDJ5Oa_KUxBm0&start_radio=1
Marga Sol
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoRxukBjgjI
Incense to accompany this blog post;
Satya Sai Baba Nag Champa Agarbatti
corny movie to check out after reading this blog post:
Out Cold (2001- yes, 2001...)
Just enjoy it for what it is, is my best advice for the cornball cinema...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_7nVDz0tUE
You Tube series to check out:
History of Africa with Zeinab Badawi (BBC)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETnIsBnNRr0&list=PLajyiGz4JeyPq2lpEt2skZRhQsAspIQCp&index=1
Podcast to check out:
Imma say 'summer beach world' to describe this Aussie-boy's showcase of sounds. Think sway, happy hour, sun worship,
I listened to epi. 134 this morning. Still in groove-sway mode...
https://www.adamdunning.com/the-sun-lounge
Okay, that's all folks
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| Margaritaville de Sulaimani |
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| cucumbers (I think) drying out in the courtyard |
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| made in PRC... RIP camp chair. ALOHA beach chair... |
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| Molly-wog, back in the YOSE daze... fun times working in the Sierra Nevada |
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