To be "cold rolling" is to be confident in an alien environment

Oh God, not another mp3 blog.

Well, maybe it's not quite that.

Maybe, in reality, this is a man whispering at a wall.

Whatever it may be, whatever it may become, this is where I'll be sharing things that are of all types of importance to me (i.e. great, little, none, immeasurable). Most of the time it will involve music to some extent, but knowing me (who is?) this will eventually expand to encompass quite a bit more.

So let us begin, shall we?

Bastardgeist, according to the internet, are from Portland. Then again, who isn't/doesn't want to be these days? What makes Bastardgeist remarkable to me in particular is something that falls somewhere in between an air of mystery and a sense of complete familiarity. I haven't heard much from them to be honest, just what they've got on their myspace (the particular selection I'll be sharing comes from an album called 'SKLL SKLL SKULL 69 SKLL ATOMIC BOMB'), but what I've heard thus far has been impressive. Bastardgeist make tiny soundscapes that sound like important and meaningful experiences, little epiphanies and snapshots of conscience that I forgot I had. Someone else's memory that I feel strangely at home in.

This being said, I offer the following tracks for your enjoyment. The first is called 'Dahdahs' and will surely thrill you if you've always wished Yann Tiersen wrote calliope music for Tom Waits or Mark Linkous to play. 'ALPS' sounds like a bunch of Native American dolphins smoking drugs around a fire.

Bastardgeist - Dahdahs.mp3

Bastardgeist - Alps.mp3

Incidentally, all offered mp3's are for your personal enjoyment solely. If you like something you hear, please support the artist by purchasing the album legally.

Enjoy.