Mexican Radio

It's the time of the semester when radio shows on WOBC get rolling. This time around, in the frantic ten minutes before the midnight deadline, I applied for a metal show and my ceremonial Josh & Brendan have fluxuating attention spans tomfoolery.

I received both! O happy day! O joyous parshums!

"The Reeving Machine," a noise-assault wherein the listener's bones are liquified and centrifuged, shall be on Saturday nights/Sunday mornings from midnight until 1 AM. Playing the likes of The Locust, Ed Gein, Cattle Decapitation, and The Dillinger Escape Plan, I'll be kept busy changing the tracks every 43 seconds. The drumming should be fan-effing-tastic.

"Deepthroat Unicorn," an avante-garde/progressive rock/jazz/world mishmash, shall be on Wednesday afternoons from 4 to 6. Think of it like a more refined version of our old show, "The Prosthetic Moon of the Elephantine Illuminati," but with a question of the week. And on the other side of the day. No more 3 AM radio shows for me no more!

All of this means I have to make an even greater concentrated effort to peruse archive.org, last.fm, the WOBC archives, and the Conservatory library. Digging deep into layers of technical death metal (tech death) and technical grindcore (tech grind) is proving particularly difficult. While there are some promising leads (Triumph of Gnomes, Viraemia), there are also a bajillion lame, lame deathcore (the bastard child of death metal and hardcore) bands. I recommend The Apparatus's recent compilation of free, underground tech metal. It's a good soundtrack for problem sets...

Of course perusing music means I hear more vomit I want to emulate, which means I've been playing/making more music. I'll upload up some of the stuff I've been working on soonish. Tentative titles include "Black Juice" and "Sleazy Slam."