Interstella 5555: Part Three

when i was maybe five years old, my mother bought me this super mario bros. handheld video game. this was a few years before i'd gotten that good NES, but i was way too young to have a gameboy. so to placate my need to feed (enhanced by asshole older cousins who never let me play mario when i visited), she got me this game. the thing looked and felt like a brick and clamped shut to avoid accidental openings i guess. clamshell setup, like today's gameboy/gamegirl.

my time with it was short, to say the least.

one day, i was sitting there, beasting out in front of the tv with the stronger of the mario twins, climbing up a vine or going down a pipe or some shit like that, when in a fit of excitement, i snapped the game shut in my hands. right on the tip of my dick.

now don't ask how or why my penis was exposed while i was gaming, as i don't really remember myself. i do know, however, that i was five, and around this time in my life, i particularly enjoyed "being free." basically my euphemism for being buck naked at inappropriate times. something i should definitely get back into p.s.

i just remember the game clamping down on me like some kind of super-pincer. fucking my world up. not letting go of my foreskin for a while, and freed only when my embarrassed and visibly upset father came to the rescue. needless to say i never wanted to see that handheld ever again.

anyway, now that you have the image of a naked five year old boy and his wang in your head, enjoy le Daft Punk suckas.

pop that pussy doodoo brown!

sorry dimebag, but i fucks wit ed rec something serious!

you were such a p.y.t.? i think it means pretty young thing, you know mj, paul? right.

this is the video for the lead-off single from Justice's forthcoming album "(cross)," due this summer. i'm not going to plead with you not to download the leaked songs like those cats over at palms out sounds.

no.

that would be a bit hypocritical.

but i will admit that, in the words of drama jade, i have "justice fever." for those of you not thoroughly engaged to the hipster circuit, Justice is kinda what you get if you remove the helmets from the Daft Punkers and sell them bunk e pills. only instead of coming at you with the hammers, Justice chooses to lay down floor-burning (excuse the cliche) original tracks and remixes as their revenge. take that you scamming bunk e seller!

and yeah, i know, i know. there were unfinished videos, radio rips, and a whole rack of remixes floating about the interweb long before now. but i felt it more appropriate to feature the finished version of Jonas and Francois' video. plus, listening to/watching things months after they drop is the new downloading "promotional use only" music videos from a parisienne server.

i still haven't heard a second of the first arctic monkeys album. but i'm told it's flat out fantastic.

Eurotrash, DB Drag, and Lots of Gold Chains. Paris is in the Building.

i was going through a serious ed banger, paris, french touch scene trip some months back. a follow-up to my 'scandanavia is the shit' trip, which of course was preceded by my 'king-kong ain't got shit on clipse' end-of-'06 bent.

just thought i'd share some lesser known ed banger greatness with the unsatisfied masses. dj mehdi's the bomb-diggity son. i wasn't convinced of this until a dj spun "i am somebody" at a club here and i enjoyed it/danced to it without the ecstasy crutch. my litmus test for the purity of this genre i suppose. and this version of signatune's been reworked from it's original length (about 1.5 min) to full track status by thomas bangalter.

fitting, as recent download sprees have evidenced that with the success of ed banger's flagship model, justice, every fucking electronic artist seems to want to shamelessly emulate the post-Discovery sound of le Daft Punk. but whatev, if you're gonna bite, don't bite shit i guess.

p.s. not to get all remix-mad, but the ZZZ rmx of signatune is pretty dope too, if you can hunt it down.