Here’s a brilliant mix from Monarchy. Enjoy this week!
"To coincide with DJing for Dita Von Teese for the opening of Cointreau club at a private member’s bar in London, we decided to do a new mix. To Dita With Love. Something more loungey and sexy. Make yourself a cocktail and slip into something special. [x]
TRACK LIST: 1. Memories of the Future - Oliver 2. The Sound of Violence (Aeroplane remix) - Cassius 3. White Knuckle Ride (Monarchy dub remix) - Jamiroquai 4. Love’s Down - Nist and Elijah Collins 5. Everything Goes My Way (Ewan Pearson remix) - Metronomy 6. The Comeback - Pillowtalk 7. Hoping (Herbert’s High Dub) - Louie Austen 8. I Won’t Let Go (Bag Raiders remix) - Monarchy 9. Nightcall (Robotaki remix) - Kavinsky 10. 2People (DCup remix) - Jean Jacques Smoothie 11. Keep Up With You (Louis La Roche remix) - Teenage Bad Girl 12. Everybody - Benoit and Sergio 13. Love Get Out of My Way (Tim Goldsworthy Remix) - Monarchy 14. Midnight City (Team Ghost remix) - M83”
100 yıllık rayların arasına kendi anılarımızı dizdik. adapazarı ekspresi’nin tıkırtılı gürültüsüne kendi kahkahalarımızı katıştırdık. güzelli çirkinli manzarasına birbirimize bakışlarımızı ekledik. altıyı yirmi dört geçe binerdin trene ve sekize beş kala mutluluğun sesini duyardım. düt düüüüüüt… sarılmaların kokusu dolardı gara ve sevgilerin çarpışmasının sesleri. şimdi? şimdi sadece sessizlik.
I was supposed to write this post about 2 or 3 weeks ago, but never had the time to. The idea was to write a little bit about the post-apocalyptic situation, may it be after a global catastrophe like a disease or earthquakes, or a huge economic crisis or an unrealistic chance of a zombie-invasion. But today I felt like writing, I tried to put some order into my thoughts and realized that today is not a Sunday. Nevertheless nobody really cares what day it is- especially not the zombies.
For the past 3 years I have been obsessed with the idea of an apocalypse. This might sound absolutely crazy but let me explain: So far mankind has achieved so much, many good as well as bad things. Especially in the last decades, we realized that knowledge grows in an exponential way. It was then that I started to wonder where this enormous amount of information is stored. Most of it is stored in the virtual world of computers. An EMP (electromagnetic pulse) could easily erase most of the world’s information. Nobody knows what would happen next, but there are a lot of amazing and/or funny and/or interesting theories out there. I’ll just try to present one little aspect every time.
Top 10 Lessons for surviving a zombie attack from Max Brooks:
1. Organize before they rise! 2. They feel no fear…why should you? 3. Use your head, cut off theirs. 4. Blades don’t need reloading. 5. Ideal protection = tight clothes, short hair. 6. Get up the staircase; then destroy it. 7. Get out of the car; get onto the bike. 8. Keep moving, keep low, keep quiet, and keep alert! 9. No place is safe, only safer. 10. The zombie may be gone, but the threat lives on.
So Philipp and I decided to start this blog when I was over in Vienna, 2 weeks ago now. For a couple of days, we struggled to come up with a good name that would be suitable for whatever-it-is-we-would-intend-to-blog-about (which we decided to be exactly whatever we can think of sharing) and finally ended up with a name: ‘mnemonics’, after meticulous efforts- by which I mean: postponing it for 2 days after eventually opening up the dictionary and picking a page at random. Unfortunately, the username mnemonics was taken (mnemonic, for those who are interested and still keep reading this by the way, means ‘a device such as a pattern of letters, ideas, or associations that assists in remembering something’ so in fact it wasn’t totally random) so we took the liberty and decided to call the blog ‘Mnemaniacs’, actually rather better fitting the original concept we had in mind when starting blogging together.
This was initially intended to be a music blog, and then we thought we should also share some photos, articles, other links etc. (at some point it turned into some what of vlogbrothers-ish thing, blogbrothers has a weird connotation to it though) and in the end, because of preoccupations but mostly out of our laziness, it took us two weeks to come up with this:
So it is with great pleasure (plus great joy having made my first portal reference on the blog) that I present to you the cover of ‘Post-apocalyptic Sunday’, the brand new Sunday feature on our brand new blog; along with the Funny-Philipp-Photo-Tuesday-just to get that out of the way as well.
The Funny-Philipp-Photo-Tuesday picture is from November 2010, taken at The Technisches Museum Wien, where Philipp first explained about his idea of this sort of ‘book-of-everything’, just in a case everything goes somewhere, someday and civilization ceases to exist (it’s simply pessimistic ahem- realistic) It was to include everything one can think of, anything you might or might not need; from instructions on how to build a shelter to toasting machines- and soup recipes (well not necessarily, I actually just came up with that- but you get my drift) So one year later, we decided to turn this into a weekly blog post. Do look forward to this very first Post-apocalyptic Sunday chapter this Sunday- what better way to end the whole week!
And with that, I can sip my coffee without any feeling of guilt after, having done my share on the blog this week (While in reality I’ll be heading back to listening to my Pharmacology lecture, having successfully avoided it in the last 40 minutes writing and correcting this)
*Special thanks to John Williams for being awesome.
WARNING! All the characters and events in Mnemaniacs are entirely surreal. The blog contains language that may or may not be offensive (it isn’t), inside jokes that are not intended for the reader (yes, including you grandma) and music in very high frequencies only intended to be heard by your dog so that it will keep howling and you have no clue why. I cannot believe you are seriously still reading this, seriously go out with friends or something; give me a call, beer’s on me grandma.