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Saturday, February 12, 2005

You're going to get exactly what you deserve....
Posted by dstill808


Presage: The Media
From: Outer Perimeter (Future Primitive, 1998)
Presage: Aliens
From: Outer Perimeter (Future Primitive, 1998)
Presage: One Breaker, One Move
From: Breakin Rules EP (Devious, 1997)
Presage: Invitation 2 Hell
From: Urban Revolutions (Future Primitive, 2000)


So the rad thing about this whole mp3 blog phenomenon is that it's like being a DJ, but with a more captive audience that you get to yammer at for a little bit. It's like when you lived in the dorms, and would invite your little crew over, sit in beanbag chairs, and stare at the stereo for a half hour. Appropriately enough, for my first foray into this internet music opium den, I'm pulling out a couple records by a crew whose music received its fair share of late night blacklit appreciation.

Presage's Outer perimeter pretty much split my wig as far as what could be done within the dj mixtape format. I dig a lot of rock concept albums; but with the addition of found dialogue and a wide variety of sampled source sounds, not to mention an above average balance of focus and abrstraction, Mr. Dibbs and Jel really push the shit over the edge. You get President Bush, Visa commercials, Frank Zappa, and Jello Biafra all in your ear over rough ass drums, making you check over your shoulder and under your bed for Big Brother. It's suitably dark, neck snappingly funky, unreasonably paranoid, and dead fucking accurate.

Predating the Illuminati centered "Outer perimeter," Dibbs and Jel did a couple tracks as Presage for the Breakin' Rules EP, a record of cuts aimed at breakdancers put together by Ohio's Illstyle Rockers b-boy crew. It has the same aesthetic of hard drum breaks and topical vocal samples as the LP, but isn't really as fleshed out or interesting.

For more of what made the full length so cool, you're better off checking out "Invitation to Hell," from the Future Primitave's Urban Revolutions comp and Dibbs' Random Vol. 3 (both of which are considerably easier to find, anyway). This one gets back in the "I sit alone in my 4 cornered room staring at candles" vein, meditating on the dark side of religion, and opens with a nice usage of Can's "vitamin C," which Maru featured last week.

I wouldn't mind running off at the mouth about Mr Dibbs and Jel's respective backgrounds and current activities, and all that business about underappreciation etc, but I'm new to the blog thing (the writing therof, at least), and probably shouldn't blow my load on the first post...

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