Thursday, January 12, 2006
blackfuturepop
dalek- Images of .44 Casings
I first met this former trio several years back. They were playing a tour with lame-o DJ Spooky. Will once told me that on that tour they went out to eat once and they were at this fancy restaurant ("I'm lucky if I get a bag of chips and a sandwich on tour, man" he told me then) and Spooky ordered a filet mignon. Wow.
With a William Burroughs sample starting things off and a sick beat, this is one of my favorite tracks of theirs from the hard-to-find Negro, Necro, Nekros album.
PS Somebody tell DJ Spooky that turntables aren't theoretical: they're weapons.
