Monday, June 21, 2010

no wire hangers, ever!

no re-do's ever.
hit record and let go.
no wire hangers.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

boston blackie vol.1

i had an epiphany in boston. trying to get back to my zen. the days when i was calm and understanding. focused and unfazed by the ugly truths. i want to go back to when i understood there was fakeness in the world, this knowledge inspired me by the day, but did not keep me up at night. it was my second and third wind. i am working my way back there. walking my way back slowly but surely.

welcome to the boston blackie saga... enjoy volume 1...

Boston Blackie : Activist Supreme! by lamodamixtapes

Sunday, June 13, 2010


i cant remember which pill i was supposed to take. was i supposed to take the red pill? damn! i knew i shouldnt have smoked before coming to this weird motherfucker's house with this weird ass white girl. ok ok ok, concentrate. ok, so one of these pills takes me back to my apartment and the other - wait this shady ass clown didnt even tell me what would happen if i took the other one. fuck. i knew one day this would happen. i'm too trusting. drugs, pills shit, thats all i was thinking about at the time. hot chick, weird pills, whats the harm, i thought. i didnt think tho that i'd be give some magic shit, beat to death, chopped up, and stuffed into the freezer at some leather fetishists dingy apartment in - wait, where the hell is this place anyway? shit! are we still in rochester? damn, damn, damn... i think its the blue pill. i think he said if i take the blue one i can go back to my normal life. i think...oh snap i just remembered i made a new mix for the blog! shit i gotta get back and post that. i let a week slide by last time before i reposted, cant let that happen again. i wonder what kind of music these weirdos listen to, prolly some hardcore bullshit ass techno garbage or something like that. techno is for lovers. i read that somewhere, like on a bumper sticker or something. where the hell are those two? where'd they disappear to? i cant tell if i think the girl is hot or not. i mean she's kinda ghostly-white, but in like a hot way. i wonder if they are sleeping together. if like, this is some sort of weirdo sicko thing where she brings people back to the crib and tell them to take all sorts of different colored pills and then BAM! next thing you know... i hope i find a funny picture to put up with my post. i gotta get out of here pronto. what if there was like, one person, you know, one person anxiously awaiting the newest mix post. that'd be cool. real cool...

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Its Been a Long tImE...withOut a stRong rhyme...

Its been ages since i posted. its been two weeks in human time and six years in internet time. since then LCD dropped a new album, i have gained 200 pounds, my best friend was mauled by a greyhound, Sweden merged with Switzerland to form a new country, and the gulf of mexico oil leak has turned out to be a great thing for the tanking economy and recent college grads who are ahead of the game by entering the real world without work.
but i digress... here now, is the moment you've been waiting for - NEW "dance" MIX -
i been diggin in "first half of the 2000s crate" to put the majority of this one together. there's some Scissor Sisters in there, some Ellen Allien, one of my favorite remixes of all time by my homeboys Electrik Cocaine (previously dropped on another mixtape), then i go back a little further and hit up one or two house music classix, and i end it off with some freak out "dance" music and my own edit/blend of "keep bouncing" by too short and infectious buzzing noise that daft punk is so good at producing. I dont do dance very often, and in the end you may decide that this is more clean the house/bop your head/take a shower before going out to listen to some real dance music, mixtape than it is a straight up dance mix. but if it were just a straight up dance mix would that be mosart212?
i will end this post by refering to myself in the third person

Broken Speakers Pump The Air by mosart212