The song I woke up with

“Secret Liaison” by Source Direct

Twinkling, sensual, rolling morning meditations. Thanks to @prounit for bringing this one back. Jungle-Drum-and-Bass 94-96 = the pinnacle achievement of Western civilisation.

Posted by Mandrew

“Living In The World Today” by GZA

Oversleep broken with horn fanfare. Barely living in the world today. *pours more coffee*

Posted by Mandrew

‘Jockey Full of Bourbon’ by Tom Waits

Woke up to a tapping just like the one from 1.22

Posted by Sonny Baker

“Sound murderer (loafin in Brockley mix) by Remarc

Dreamy South East London

Posted by whisperingdave

“School Of The World” - by Nicolette

5:30 AM heat wake “I can be as bad as you and then some”  

Posted by Mandrew

‘Laughing’ by David Crosby & ‘Occasional Rain’ by Terry Callier

Dream logic connected Jerry Garcia’s crying slide on ‘Laughing’ and the extrahuman trillings of Minnie Ripperton on ‘Occasional Rain’, notes so high I can’t even reach them in my auditory imagination.

Posted by Matt Poacher

“You Don’t Know What Love Is” by 2000F & J Kamata 

2009 was purple

Posted by whisperingdave

‘Corporeal Jigsory Quandrary’ by Carcass

Wandering through Sainsbury’s in the brightlight aisleways of the packaged meat: soft pink horror pressed against cellophane, sculpted curves of fat on bone. Suspended from the ceiling are the yellowing, skin-blistered cadavers of the next batch, the eyes gone, the mouths rictus-wide around bright red apples. As we claim our moist prizes, weight displacement triggers the suspension mechanism and the bodies descend a little, down into the fine mist of the chilled air. No one stays still for too long. There are superstitious whispers about the supply chain. 

A soft voice over the loud speaker system urges us on in supplicatory song. We sing because everyone else does.

Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray

The torso diverged with pride

Deftly amputated, evulsed limbs now defunct

The trunk imbrued, tatty stumps used as lugs

For a chondrin puzzle so quaint

Head and body decollate

A heaving mass so quiescent…

Posted by Matt Poacher

“TNT” by Tortoise

To be honest, I always thought Tortoise’s third album was a bit middling, but I gave it a couple of spins yesterday and definitely enjoyed it a lot more than the true celebration of mediocrity that was Olympic closing ceremony. At least I didn’t wake up to visions of Russell bastard Brand singing “I Am The Walrus”.

Posted by Mandrew

“Your girl smells chung when she wears dior” by Hype Williams

“What if their tracks only made sense as a series of notes to self, left on a fridge door and held up by magnetic elephants, a shorthand the rest of us only get to read later when it’s become old news?” - Kodwo Eshun