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Recommended: Ed Scissor

Ed(ward) Scissor(tongue)

Note: there’s a few Apple Music embeds below that don’t quite illustrate some of the points I’m making if you’re not signed in. The same music is on Spotify, but it’s easier for me to embed these. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

In the summer of 2017, I stumbled through tangential blog posts recommending music and somehow landed on Edward Scissortongue, bucketed broadly, and perhaps confusingly, under UK’s grime scene. (About a year later, his performing name shortened to just “Ed Scissor”.)

He quickly entered a hallowed tier of reverence in my music library: complete discography loaded, with about ten different songs hitting the coveted “keep this in my constant rotation” rating. A year later, I would impulse buy four of the albums on vinyl from his record label and have them shipped over. (His releases are not going to appear in the shops over here.)

Ed’s music is layered in a way that puts its hooks into you quietly. There is his delivery and lyricism: dense, literary, tense, deep baritone, driving. There’s a semi-regular theme of societal breakdown and post-apocalyptic life, but it’s weaved so well into the lyrics you might not immediately notice unless you go dig into Genius. This is well illustrated in “The Calculator” off Theremin EP:

The production on his backing tracks suit his lyrical style well. The melodies lean more towards trip-hop than grime, with international elements and rich instrumentation coming in frequently. Tension, mystery, melancholy all come through the songs. Samples are used sparingly but meaningfully – snippets of Godspeed!, You Black Emperor’s “Dead Flag Blues” bookends the title track of the Theremin album. Here’s “Gypsy Tart” off his collaboration with Jam Baxter, Laminated Cakes, where a vocal whine coils into the melody:

Lastly, his albums each have their own thematic cohesion, independent from each other. This is best illustrated on Tell Them It’s Winter, which Lamplighter paints a cold, dark winter picture underneath Ed’s steady delivery. Here’s the title track:

More tracks to explore if you like what you’ve heard: “Rosegarden“, “Wastewater“, “Sink“, “The Dust Don’t Lay“, and “The Wipeout Soundtrack

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Happened

The Private Psychedelic Stack

Among my limited office decorations is a complete CD-ROM boxed version of Hypercard 2.4. People spotting it have one of two reactions: “OH MY GOD, HYPERCARD!” or “What’s Hypercard?”

Triggered by the latter response today, I went on a brief Wikipedia dive and discovered that Hypercard was – in part – inspired by an acid trip:

It occurred to me the weak link for the Blue Marble team is wisdom. Humanity has achieved sufficient technological power to change the course of life and the entire global ecosystem, but we seem to lack the perspective to choose wisely between alternative futures. But I was young, without much life experience or wisdom myself.

Bill Atkinson

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Reflected

Self Defense Against A Decaying Internet

In terms of blog neglect, 2018 appears to have been a banner year. Despite well over 20 article false starts, I published exactly one blog post in the entire calendar year. (Well, two, with this one.)

This is not limited to my blog, though. I have grown quieter on all networks I still participate in. My conversations are increasingly in private messages, in group chats, or in a draft tweet that quickly gets deleted.

Why? Two reasons, I think.

One: we – royal internet We, to the extent that there is one overarching culture – have mutated to a point where I’m not entirely sure I fit in to that culture. Worse, I’m not sure I want to.

Two: the social networks are part of the problem, and the people running them have signaled pretty clearly this year they have no desire to fix them.

My natural response to both of these has been to clam up, to shut down, to say less. This is hard for someone who’s proudly waved an online presence for nearly three decades.

So may I wave this dusty, underutilized presence that’s mine once more. May I turn the comments off and the frequency up. May I micro-blog less and macro-blog more.

May I find my voice once more in 2019.