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The MashoChist: An Album Review

Posted in Dance, Electronic, Hip Hop, Mashup, Record Review by jurbanik on August 2, 2010

One thing we have a lot of at Princeton is pride. I can’t speak for everyone else, but when a Princetonian does something extraordinary, I feel like the accomplishment is partly mine. As far as music goes, we have plenty to be proud of: our multitudinous A Cappella groups, the soaring vocals of Phyllis Heitjan, the jams of Shape Machine, the smooth jazz of our very own Keshav Singh, the talented compositions of members of the Undergraduate Composers Collective, the ever evolving Funkmaster General, the afro-beat influenced Sensemaya, and any number of other musical acts impress me each time I get a chance to listen.

This past year, though, has brought about the rise of a duo that has the potential to be one of Princeton’s most successful acts. DJ Zesty (Lester Nare ’13) and Gudda Gallin (Max Gallin ’13) have been making mashups for nearly a year under the pseudonym The MashMaticians. They are rumored to be adding a third member soon, but honestly, with the tight production these guys have, I don’t know if they need it. Whether they’re mashing up songs you can’t stand alone (Owl City’s Fireflies and Lil Wayne’s Fireman here) and making it sound good or mashing two songs you’ve never heard before so well you can’t tell it isn’t the original song, it is obvious that they have some serious talent.

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Wherein the author appears to have started a strong course of antidepressants

Posted in Hip Hop, Instrumental Hip Hop, Mashup by jawillisetc on July 7, 2010

I’m worried my last post may have given people the impression that I’m a bitter, sullen and generally not well-adjusted guy. I swear that isn’t the case most of the time. I’ve been happy plenty of times. I have fun, I do fun things.

For example: I’m in a tree.

Today I bought a box of Capri Sun (Tropical Punch) from the Shaws about a mile down the street, pulled out one of those bulging silver sucrose pouches, and climbed a tree. It might be a maple tree; it looks deciduous. I don’t really know.

Botany is boring.

Anyway, sitting in a tree, drinking Capri Sun, listening to music. What music?

The Avalanches.

Since I Left You//Since I Left You

I’m not sure how a group called “The Avalanches” managed to produce that particular nugget of concentrated carefree summer sunshine. I suppose the name is less about snow than about the overwhelming flood of samples that went into producing the album. Or, since they’re Australian, maybe they just have no idea what an avalanche is. Either way, there’s nothing even remotely cold about the stuff. (more…)