Scumcast! 5

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Get it?

Cause it's the 5th Scumcast!...and I'm still "a-live!"...and like, bang! the pope!

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meh, 2 outta 3 ain't bad.

Scumcast! 5


1.Adventure Time- This Dome Is Our Home
2.Zongamin- Tunnel Music
3.Chin Chin- Appetite (A Chicken Lips Dub)
4.Olav Brekke and Sideshow Jogge- Gul Boss
5.Mock and Toof- Brown Bred
6.Smith and Hack-Falling Stars
7.The Beat Broker-Get Down On Love (Dub Mix)
8.Bang Gang-It's Alright (62 French Girls Can't Be Wrong Remix)
9.A Certain Ratio-Knife Slits Water
10.Joakim-Come into my Kitchen
11.New York City Survivors-The Game
12.I-F - Space Invaders are Smoking Grass(Alden Tyrell Edit)
13.The Octopus Project-Mmaj
14.Dominik Eulberg-Adler
15.Secondo-Unstedt (Secondo Reshuffle)
16.Swayzak-Blufarm
17.Odyssey-Who

I tend to describe what I did in the mix here, don't I? A-hwellll...it starts off with that retro futuristic stylee...so there's some oddball disco, some jams that are heavy on the arpeggiator, that type of thing. Then I got that depraved look in my eye again there for a second before shaking it off with some nice "listening" techno.

Other than that, again, sorry for the lack of random nonsense on here. What can I say? Yes, I'm a total derelict. I'm definitely in "blog limbo" for the second time, and I'm pretty sure that that's just a subsidiary of a much larger man/boy limbo deal that I've been wrestling with for far too long.

But it's cool, it's taught me a few things.

In a nutshell, I've learned that my personality mixed with the concept of having to fill some abstract, boundless marketing criteria makes for some strange ass results...especially when you never take the time to even try and define said box. I think the only rule I've been running with is "well, it's the internet...so it's not really real... so why not loon the fuck out!"

Basically, I figured it'd be fun to exploit some neurotic tendencies by projecting them into an exaggerated persona. This would, in turn, serve as a bit of promotion for the mixes I was doing and make them semi-useful, right? Yeah well, I think even nurturing these things knowingly has had some errr...adverse effects. Most of the time I think I've said too much. Sometimes I feel I'm in too deep (like Omar Epps). But I'm fairly sure I've embarrassed myself on more than a couple of occasions and I'll probably never even know it. I guess I thought my blatant disregard for proofreading or spell-checking was somehow endearing in a rag tag sort of way. Looking back, ind it kind of obnoxious. The wonders of a disposable medium, ey?? Oh wellz.

Actually, I think the biggest reason I've stopped is not so much that I care about coming off as a nut, but rather because my business cards do actually say DJ Scallywag. I'm thinking it might have cost me a few potential regular folk dj jobs at this point, due to some unwanted googling. Seriously, I actually started laughing to myself when I finally realized, "hey that blog is the first thing to pop up. That could kinda make it like a resume in a sense, huh? doot da doot da doooo......oh...ohhhh shit."

I'm sure my myspace page hasn't helped either...but since I'm about to change it, I'd also like to say that for the past half a year or so, it was intentionally set-up to look like "some hipster shit" at first glance, then "some anti-hipster shit" if you actually delve into it, complete with yet another degree of alienation and retaliatory commodification. I find the whole denial spiral thing attached to these established stereotypes to be pretty fascinating, not to mention all the snowflake syndrome stuff. I tried to address that in my own weird way. At this point, I feel like I could go on and on with little theories as to how these current trends will grow culturally, but since they are pretty much ultimately pessimistic, it's not too important to me right now. Speaking of which, there's also a lot of bonus material in there too, mostly of the bleak and confusing variety, so peep the insanity while it lasts. Oh and there's another huge reason why I haven't been doing this anymore...the real biggest actually...but I think I'll just leave that for next time.

ANYway, so back to the subject...I can't approach this blog like it's the fractured byproduct of my existential puttering anymore. Also, I feel like sometimes I cheapen artist's mp3s with my scattershot ramblings and general lack of focus. So, I'm stripping it down to just mixes for the foreseeable future. That was my initial goal anyway and the only thing I tend to not be wildly irresponsible with. As of right now, I'm actually looking to come off as the approachable, well-balanced, T-Pain-loving American that I pretend to be when working in real life. Terrible, right?

(Hahaaaaa! No it's brilliant! So what, did I like, finally win or something?!? What's my prize??? No more ridiculously self-involved, pseudo-intellectual bullshit to wade through?!? An actual attempt at furthering your creative endeavors without shooting yourself in the foot every time? Yeah, Ok! Sure! I'll take it! As in starting now! That is, unless you want to claim that all of your previous syntactical nightmares have actually been made to look that way on purpose? Or that all of your failed attempts at coming off as clever or cool were actually meant to be perceived as such? Hmmm? -Ed)

Oh what up, broooo!!! Hey, I'm glad you popped in because I've been wanting to tell YOU something!

Dude, you are seriously the weakest, most obvious gimmick ever. Honestly, who the hell would be like "oh yeah, you've got some random blog that you only manage to take half seriously? Sweeeet! I was totally thinking of starting one of those too...but instead, can I just like, edit yours and talk shit about you the whole time?" Haaah. Yeah, okay! I mean, if that WERE the case, I might even kinda understand why you were such a dick. You're like, the worst editor ever! I'd be super bitter. But unfortunately, because you aren't even a believable construct, all you've ever really done was make me look marginally crazier. Plus, you're right, I just admitted that I'm actually sane as fuck...so hey congratulations...you've got nothing on me! Anyhow, I still can't believe I edited out that part where I killed you sometime last year. So hey, guess what?

Now you die for reals.

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thinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthinkthink!!!




( for good this time...at least on the internet. -Ed)



I run the self-deprecating humor around here, fool! Ka-boom!!!
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Whooooo....noiyce.

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::wipes chunks of imaginary rainbow-flavored brain matter off of face...then busts a slick little spin move/jazz hands combo::

Super Employable!

Unnnnnnnhhhhhhhh!!!!!





PS. Serious though, model citizen...1-2-3 Go! :)

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