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To paraphrase the great Janet Jackson, “Like a moth to a flame, Burned by the fire, My love is blind, Can’t you see my desire?” That’s the way love goes…and a way certain passions take us to some wonderful places. It’s something we can explore in Kim Wan Sun’s The First Touch.
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If y’all can count on one thing about me, it’s on this: I’m unafraid to promote adult music. Years of listening has led me to tuck away a special place for artists or music that gets by not on sonic gimmicks or complexity but on a certain amount of grace and sophistication. It’s what makes…
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“Wherever I’ve been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues are all the same…”, truer words could not exist to place Lee Jung-Sun’s music somewhere under the sun. Over a decade removed from his debut, it’s what drove his most unlikely masterpiece 9집 雨 (which roughly (?) translates to: A House Rain “Rain” —…
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If you can imagine, imagine what it is to be a woman. For those already identifying as one, venture onwards. Then, compound that. Imagine yourself as a trombonist. It’s that choice: to pick up one of music’s longtime bit players — and actually do something meaningful with the instrument — that informs just how interesting…
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Once again I’m ending back at the beginning. Nothing quite occupies my headspace than preparing one last “summer” mix to share. And for my latest hour “Digging Deep” for LYL Radio my whole attention (for some reason) was dedicated to crafting something special for, seemingly it turned out, a nebulous audience of one.
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Jazz. Why even bother? At least, that’s what I ask myself when I choose to share something from that realm. Of all musical rorschach tests, it is Jazz, I feel, that seems to feature prominently as the one. Does one highlight its technical proficiency (and thereby, turn off a large part of the readership)? Does…
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I’ve got to come clean: I’m one of those people that loves to wake up early. I feel that the hours of dawn reveal something precious that’s appreciated by relative few. It’s minutes and moments of atmospheric, environmental drama outside one’s window. Perhaps, an especially jaw-dropping sunrise. Perhaps, bird and insect song that’s less obstructed…
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We’re still sailing along aren’t we? Hopefully, aiming towards more easy-going, yet surprisingly deep waters. It’s all to reveal sights and sounds, mostly, that reveal far more hidden at the surface. Listening to Shigeru Suzuki’s くじらの海 (Living Whales) I’m reminded of this sentiment.
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As you all may know now, “late summer” is more of a vibe than a season. It’s in between times when hot summer days ease down with cool, easy-going, summer breezes. For the longest, I’ve been fascinated with music that speaks to this period. It’s precisely this hammock season that I’m going back to an…
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Warning: today’s post might be mercifully concise. Not so recently, while scouring through my digital album collection, I spotted this interesting release buried deep in my recovered hard drive – Koono’s Senegal. At first, I wondered, was this something I found while on an African music kick? Firing up my laptop I heard something a…
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