Mixtape Monday – Tape 10: Side A – “Hang Ten with the Surf Ape”

by, Art Carny

The best way I can properly describe the theme for this mixtape is to do so with a little help from the dialogue intro to Weezer’s 1994 hit, “Undone – The Sweater Song”:

[Matt:] Hey bra, how we doin’ man?
[Karl:] All right.
[Matt:] It’s been a while man, life’s so rad!
This band’s my favorite man, don’t ya love ’em?
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Matt:] Aw man, you want a beer?
[Karl:] All right.
[Matt:] Aw man, this is the best. I’m so glad we’re all back together and stuff.
This is great, man.
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Matt:] Hey, did you know about the party after the show?
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Matt:] Aw man, it’s gonna be the best, I’m so stoked! Take it easy bra’.

Mixtape Monday – Tape 9: Side B – “The Fabulous Number 9”

by, Art Carny

A moment of silence for the memory of Mixtape #9.

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Thank you.

And now a look at the ever so special, newly released, never before heard, recently unarchived, barely legal, potentially brilliant, and overwhelmingly sought after mixtape of the ninth kind.

Enjoy.

Mixtape Monday – Tape 9: Side A – “ALL CAPS OR NOTHING AT ALL”

by, Art Carny

WANTED TO WRITE THIS PREFACE IN ALL CAPS THIS TIME.  I REALIZED THE OTHER DAY THAT I WRITE ON PAPER IN ALL CAPS, BUT I NORMALLY TYPE LOWER CASE.  THIS MADE ME THINK ABOUT MEDIUMS – MORE SPECIFICALLY, THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN A PEN AND A KEYBOARD.  I READ AN ARTICLE FROM THE WASHINGTON POST THE OTHER DAY THAT TALKED SPECIFICALLY ABOUT HOW THE DIGITAL AGE PREFERS PRINT TO E-READING.  THEN I REALIZED I WAS READING THE ARTICLE ON MY FUCKING COMPUTER AND DECIDED TO ORDER A YEAR’S SUBSCRIPTION OF THE WASHINGTON POST SO I CAN NEVER ENCOUNTER SUCH IRONY EVER AGAIN.  BUT HERE I AM, TYPING THIS BLOG, WHICH I GUESS USED TO BE CALLED A MAGAZINE?  I ALSO CAME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT I’VE NEVER READ ANYTHING IN A MAGAZINE, EVER.  I’VE BOUGHT THEM FOR LONG PLANE RIDES AND END UP LOOKING AT THE PICTURES AND PICKING THE SUBSCRIPTION SLIPS OFF THE FLOOR WHEN THEY FALL FROM THE PAGES.  AIRPORTS HAVE TO BE THE NUMBER ONE SELLER OF MAGAZINES.  THERE’S NO WAY SOMEONE HAS EVER TAKEN THAT SUBSCRIPTION SLIP, FILLED IT OUT, AND ACTUALLY MAILED-IN A CHECK… AT LEAST NOT WITH A REAL NAME OR A REAL CHECK.  DAMN, I’M OBSERVANT AND CYNICAL.  STOP READING THIS AND LISTEN TO THE MUSIC I’VE PUT TOGETHER IN THE FORM OF A DIGITALLY STREAMED MIXTAPE, WHICH PEOPLE USED TO MAKE OUT OF CASSETTES.  I SEE CASSETTES HAVE BECOME THE NEXT HIP CONFIGURATION.  I HAVE A LOT OF MATERIAL ON THIS, BUT I’LL ACTUALLY STOP NOW.   BYE.

Mixtape Monday – Tape 8: Side A – “I Miss The City Streets and the Neon Lights”

by, Art Carny

Did you really think Art Carny was gone for good?  Guess again!  Fooled ya!  Boy, did you guys look scared… Okay, so there was no vessel to some unnamed planet after all.  The mixtape was real, though, and from the outpouring of letters and general good wishes/support it seems as though I struck a cord (chord?) with all of you out there.  This is kind of why I decided to withhold from booking the experimental space trip with Virgin and Google.  In the end it would get too lonely and I don’t think I’d really want to nurture the offspring of billionaires for the generational beginnings of a new post-global society.

…lazy non sequitur warning… the Side A of this 8th mixtape is centered around life in the city.  I remember when my grandparents would tell me, “Art, hunny we are going into the city now.  Make sure you keep your wallet in your front pocket and don’t look strangers in the eye.”  Needless to say, I took their advice and still to this day keep my wallet in the front pocket.  This came in handy the other night when I was mugged by strangers.  I didn’t see them coming since I never look anyone in the eyes and it even took them a few uncomfortable seconds longer to procure my wallet.

Heed the advice of your elders, you damn dirty Apes!

Mixtape Monday – Tape 7: Side B – “that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.”

by, Art Carny

Summer is over and this time for good.  A distant bittersweet memory captured only in the recollections of what was and wasn’t.  Back to school we go, backpacks shouldered and full with anticipation of the coming Fall.  We return to the autumnal classrooms that have collected moss and the first wave of fallen leaves.

I, much like the birds, will take to flight with the coming seasonal transformation.  My destination, though, will not be the Floridian swamplands or cascading hills to the West.  Rather, I will be leaving Earth to travel across the galaxy to a cosmic location remote and far away from the limitations of terrestrial existence.

I’ve prepared my belongings and readied the equipment.  Most importantly, I’ve made myself a mixtape to enjoy on the way.  This vessel has only room for one passenger, so I am afraid you cannot join me.  So until next Summer, Rogue men and women.

I wonder if the aliens will like my flip-flops.

Mixtape Monday – Tape 7: Side A – “Dr. Discord in the Valley of Sound”

by, Art Carny

It’s been a full week without sound.  You’ve gone to work, come home, stayed up all night, walked the streets, went to bed again and still no sound has entered your ears.  People will talk and you listen, but nothing ever comes out.  So you nod and interpret the expressions.  Six days of this and you have had enough.  You decide it is time to fix the silence, so you look up an ear doctor and find the closest practice.

You arrive in the waiting room of the doctor’s office.  Before you can sit, a nurse appears in the darkness of the hall and mouths your name.  “The doctor will see you now”, you believe she says with still eyes on an unwavering visage.  In her hands you can see she’s holding an instrument, but you can tell it has no medicinal purpose or does it?  She guides you down the dimly lit corridor.  As you pass room after room you begin to notice that all of the doors are closed, but the lights are on.  You finally arrive at the end of the hall, to the only room with the door open and lights off.  The nurse leads you in, flips the lamp switch and instructs you to lay on the exam table.  As you try to get comfortable on the table, you notice the nurse is gone.

Alone and scared, you lay quietly in the operating room.  You observe all the gadgets, electronics, and machines that line the space.  In amazement of what they might do, you pause when you notice a pair of headphones on the doctor’s desk.  Curious now, you lift yourself off the exam table and approach the headphones.  As you place them carefully upon your head, the monitor of a computer lights-up unexpectedly.  You read the text, each word deliberately.  Mixtape Monday.  Tape 7.  Side A.  The text disappears and a song begins.  A tear drops from your eye as you hear the very first sounds enter your cerebrum in seven days.

A life without sound is a life not worth living.

Mixtape Monday – Tape 6: Side A – “Rogue et Rouge and the French Connection”

by, Art Carny

Whoa!  Where’d the Ape go?  By now you are all probably used to Mixtape Mondays arriving a little late.  Nevertheless, we’ve got a midweek Hump Day rock around the world tour, with a prolonged stay in France.  Why, you ask?  Mostly for novelty reasons that Art Carny himself cannot quite say.  It’s just that sometimes you hear something… interesting and then you let your ears do the rest.  With that said, enjoy this Side A of another split-tape with an Insomniac Side B soon to come.  Au revoir you damn dirty Apes.

*Disclaimer – not every song is French, but most.

Mixtape Monday: Tape 4, Side B – “Dreary Mindplay in a Silent Dusk”

by The Insomniac

 

Side B for Mixtape 4 is out – this one a bit slowed down to round out the upbeat atmosphere of Side A. We’re going for a more laid back tone with this one, a mix to throw on a particularly sleepy midweek night time when the only light coming through your window is the dim glow from the tavern down the street, before the chorus of insects start their deafening symphony after sunset. That time of day when you replay and warp what’s happened to you throughout the day to make sense of it all once all the hullabaloo starts to lose its steam.

This week’s theme is “Dreary Mindplay in a Silent Dusk”

 

Mixtape Monday – Mixtape 3: Side B

 

Oh, yes it’s Ladies Night here at The Rogue Ape as we pay tribute to the women who rock in this edition of Mixtape Monday.  To the chicks that choose jeans and Converse kicks over yoga pants and UGGs, that pick up the guitar instead of the hair roller, and write lyrics instead of Facebook statuses – we salute you.  Here’s to music itself, which is an art form that continues to be a medium for voicing, influencing, and mobilizing.

The theme: a mixtape from Venus on the Galactic Femme-ship

 

 

Mixtape Monday – Mixtape 3: Side A

“America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco, and New Orleans.  Everywhere else is Cleveland.” – Tennessee Williams

As I write this week’s edition of Mixtape Monday from a hotel in Washington, D.C., I reflect on my travels along the pastoral roadside of America.  On Friday, I picked up my dad from the airport and we headed to Austin to see Sleater-Kinney play at Stubb’s which turned out to be an incredible night.

On Saturday morning, our journey began in San Antonio after packing the trailer, which lead to a pass through Houston on our way to New Orleans.  After meandering around the streets of the French Quarter, the trip resumed Sunday afternoon with a five state trek from Louisiana through Mississippi to Alabama, with a stop for BBQ in Tuscaloosa, and a quick pass over the northwest section of Georgia before landing in Knoxville, TN at around two in the morning.

From Knoxville we headed towards Virginia and completely traversed the state before landing here, in this hotel room, where we will rest our weary bones until tomorrow.  We plan to do some D.C. sightseeing before hitting the homestretch which should take us around four hours and complete our one thousand eight hundred mile trip.

I compiled a playlist that I think captures the spirit of the voyage.  The theme: Ease And Admiration – On The Trail Home ’15