THE FALL OF DIM MAK!
February 2, 2009
OK, HI PEOPLE. STEVE INVITED ME TO “BLOG”. SO LOOKS LIKE YOU ARE SCREWED. HERE WE GO…
Hello. I’m Justin Pearson, age 33, a leo, and proud parent of Gee Gee Pearson-Edwards. I’m better known for such projects like, The Locust and Three One G records. Anyhow, Steve and I have some history and well, the planets aligned and brought my new band to the Dim Mak table… ALL LEATHER. A brief explanation of All Leather: As some of you may or may not know, being a musician in this day and age, well being a musician with dignity and integrity, leaves you somewhere below the poverty line, trying to pull off working odd jobs and hustling in order to play, rehearse, and tour. So I landed this night job, when not on tour, at a gay club in San Diego, where I live (I’m straight guys, sorry). I found myself night after night, hearing this electronic dog shit music over and over and over. Don’t get me wrong, I hear that the stuff I play, is “crap”, “noise”, etc. But I’m sort of speaking from an educated musical standpoint. Or at least a creative artistic perspective. What I’m referencing is run of the mill, cookie cutter, dance music. But over the course of the nights spent stopping people from jerking each other off, plunging toilets, getting hit on my leather daddies, and trying to figure out the gender of some of the patrons, I would hear a gem among the sea of musical turds. Please keep in mind, this is only my opinion and well, opinions are like assholes… everybody has one. I stumbled upon Ida Corr’s “Let Me Think About It”. Now take a track like that, or even some of Britney’s “hits” and you have something substantial. What I envisioned was music like “Let Me Think About It”, but with more abrasive elements and better vocals as well as more interesting lyrical content (the lyrics to that track are about as lame as you can get). I combined forces with two friends, Nathan Joyner and Jung Sing, and have an outcome that is influenced by whatever sort of musical genre or culture that I’m trying to explain here, and applied it to a background with actual musicians, able to pull off live shows not attached to someone rocking out (or not rocking out) in front of a laptop. Boring shit in my opinion. So i met with Steve, we shot the shit, and jumped in bed with each other, potentially bridging some sort of gap between musical this and musical that. All Leather has had foreplay with some musical outfits like Otto Von Schirach, MSTRKRFT, SQZMYLMS, and Hawnay Troof, falling in the remix world, while the band actually covering a version of “Let Me Think About It” with slightly altered lyrics and added balls. Now we are here to let you think about it. Good luck, you might need it. See you all soon when i have something “important” to blog about. Over and out.
JP
xoxo
Who is getting these besides me and Trevor?
September 18, 2008
I can’t tell if the person is planning a mass murder at LAX or bombing Cinespace. But, they seem to have plans to end us all. It’s a shame it was BCCed. I would have loved to see the list of people this was sent to. So far I have me and Trevor.
From: “Your Mom”
To: sarah@missbehavemag.com
Date: 18 Sep 2008, 02:03:04 AM
Subject: hello love
if you have received this message,
it is to inform you that you are an unfortunate member of a clan of douchebags that have come to represent all that is lame in 2008…
…the massive group of quasi-alternative, pseudo-bohemian, no-talent assclowns that have banded together in hopes of conquering the world, and have been multiplying exponentially like some flesh-eating bacteria since 2006/2007. you know who you are: the “djs,” the “nightlife photographers,” the “record label” employees, the “BLOGGERS,” etc, etc. your “lives” consist of traveling to whatever city is “hip” at the moment with a delusional sense of self-importance and perpetual freedom, name-dropping like it’s your job (and let’s face it—it is your job), while doing nothing else in particular.
see, here’s the sad part: maybe at one point you really could have been something, but the reason you all got fucked is because most, if not all of you arrived just a little too late to a scene that was blossoming around early 2005. right as that golden era was coming to a close, a pack of douchebags sprung up from the bowels of LA and you knew at last what you wanted to do with your sad lives. you envied mark hunter (that in itself is pathetic beyond words) and longed to party with the cool kids. you: talentless, (mostly) education-less, (legitimate) job-less…you were just like those kids and knew that you could do what they did, only better. and you set out to do so. all 9,345,924 of you.
at this point some of you are say, “aw HELL naw, i am an OG. i was ‘cool’ back in the day. i was ONE of ‘those kids.’” and to that i say: let’s pretend for a second, just for fun, that you were EVER what an intelligent person would consider genuinely “hip” or even had one mildly unique or intriguing quality about you. ok….and how old are you now, friend?? pushing 30, are you not? over 25 almost definitely. yeaaaah. kill yourself.
and the rest of you say, “but–but– i’m still young! and i’m hot! and i did that remix! and i was in nylon i’ve been to japan blah blah blah blah blah.” save it. save it for one day when you’re telling your bastard grandchildren about that “magical” time in your life and all the cool people you knew and places you went before you and your friends who thought they were famous were thrust into the absolute depths of obscurity in that fateful year of 2009.
then there’s the teeny, tiny, almost unmeasurable fraction of you clowns who were at one point semi-authentic in some small way. but, you sold out. dumbed down. cashed in…well, tried to. the biggest “fuck you” of all goes to you, my friends, because you really might have made it had you not turned out to be a douche after all.
anywho, the point of all this is to warn you….to let you know that, thanks to you, all that was ever truly hip and fresh and pure and young and free and brilliant in the 00s has been perverted…watered down into a mass-marketable product to be consumed by 14 year olds. and the bad news for you is….its all about to end. all about to come crashing down, because there’s about to be a tremendous backlash. i don’t mean a disco-type backlash, where something gradually loses its “cool.” i mean a vanilla ice-type backlash…where almost over night, something once venerated becomes SO hated by the general public with such vengeance that the something is all but obliterated from the face of the earth.
it may not happen immediately, but it will happen soon. so BBM everyone you know, and tell them to enjoy it while they can….to dance like they never danced before, get drunk off their asses and cling to this waning era like its the last remaining shred of their youth. and for many, it is. may God have mercy on what’s left of your soul <3
