Dystopian Dance Mix Vol. 24: Gun Crazy
Well, god fucking damn it. I was going to start this post with a mention of the mass shooting at Orlando's Pulse Nightclub last month, as well as the gun murder--in...
Dystopian Dance Mix Vol. 17: The Whole Fam-Damily
As you may already know, Dystopian Dance Party is a family affair. That, combined with our mutual gluttony, makes us pretty much experts on the spirit of Thanksgiving: the day when...
Dystopian Listening Party Podcast: The True Meaning of Thanksgiving
Last year, Zach wrote that Thanksgiving is about two things: whitewashing the brutal history of colonialism against America’s native peoples, and eating a lot of goddamn food. We took care of...
From the Vault: Bootsy Collins’ Christmas is 4 Ever
Editor's Note: Every once in a while, I come across an old piece I wrote and wonder what the hell I was thinking. This review of Bootsy Collins' 2006 holiday album Christmas...
Dystopian Dance Mix Vol. 5: Helluva Drug
Cocaine, a wise philosopher once said, is "a helluva drug." Certainly, it's a very influential one: by my completely unscientific estimation, coke comes second only to pot in the drug-music mindshare....
From the Vault: Johnny Cash at San Quentin
Editor's Note: Well, it's been a while--partly because of my customary laziness, but also partly because of my slightly less customary ineptitude: I accidentally deleted this blog two weeks ago (yeah,...