Like many great Soviet-era works of art, this Georgian film was released when it had just become kosher to criticize Stalin and his period of violence and personality cults. Monanieba was said to deeply move audiences in Romania and Abuladze’s home of Georgia in its audacious scope- a absurd, panicked fever dream of fascism, cruelty, and pain.
Billy Woods is more than an excellent rapper- he’s a top-notch songwriter. His songs have a sort of manic tendency to rapidly change character, narration, and subject, but in a subtle and fluid way. On Dour Candy, his latest album from Backwoodz Records, he trades the panic-attack academic crises of History Will Absolve Me for a more despondent, pensive collection of songs about love, oppression, and the vicious cycles of capitalism and family.
Before there the cosmos exploded into existence, before cells formed in the primordial ooze of life, before the written word, the first societies, and the first language, there was dance music. True dance music, with soul, life, heartbeat, touch, and rhythm. Demigods with guitars, synthesizers, and drums would measure their lives in a four-on-the-floor beat and communicate every human emotion between syncopation, vamping, and solo. It was in this world that Daft Punk were born. Although to imply that Daft Punk ever started existing discounts their monolithic status- it is more that we were created by Daft Punk themselves. That their human avatars are now earth-bound only signals the dawn of a new era in consciousness. Random Access Memories is not an album. It is not a creed. It is neither old nor new. It is a calling, brothers and sisters, to join in universal sacrifice, shed our corporeal forms, and join the mystery of space and time through ritual dance and death. Quit your job. Leave your family. Burn your money. This is the only thing that matters and ever will matter.