Internets give me music

Pushing the limits of the art form, that's us here on DiD. Change a couple letters, and SHAZAM you've got an ethnic NPC, and instantly visions of his backstory bloom in your heads. Was he raised in the rank upstairs apartment above his family's food shop? Were his grandparents immigrants, come over on a soot-filled overcrowded ship, only to manhandled and treated as worse-than-slaves upon their arrival? Does his breath smell like dog?

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The Edelweiss clip is for Dave, mostly... doubtful any o the rest of us here remember that GEM. In other gemstone news, I discovered that Amazon carries AI 1 and AI 2... the (seriously now) fucking bloody brilliant techno compilations. I haven't bought anything with teh internet since I moved, but those are too good to believe, so I'm gonna test my mail delivery system and see if I can get them.

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2006 was a crazy year in music, I've decided. People are making great music across all genres and all nations. Great hip-hop, great synth pop, great bubblegum pop, classic honest-to-god techno, Italian House for fuck's sake, and fantastic shit from France and India and Sri Lanka. Fuckin' African hip-hop and a motown revival.

But you know what could have made it the craziest? I'll tell you. If Diddy's new album 'Press Play' had actually been good. It started out so promising; with Diddy just telling us how it is and that he's back, over the piano loop from Tears for Fears' "Head Over Heels". Yeah!

If Diddy had pushed the limits; gone past Rihanna's "S.O.S." and Cassie's "Me & U"... if he had gone past Timberlake and Timbaland's "Sexyback"... gone past Christina Aguilera and Gorillaz and Gnarls Barkley's hip-hop motown weirdness... if he had gone beyond mashup and made a new synthesis of black and white music, merging stripped down techno, glitch, and new synthpop with hip-hop, crunk, and hyphy, already sorta stripped down and minimal themselves... it would've been a beautiful, magical thing. There'd be no hegemony, no hate, no separation of pop or underground, it'd just be a classless genreless dance music utopia where we ALL can get down.

I was excited to hear it after the New York Times gave an odd, favorable review of Diddy's new sound. But it's not a new sound. It's a tired sound. It sounds just like this: *sigh*.

Maybe 2007 will be the year music genres finally all implode. We're so, so close.