tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68786109810178262932024-03-18T19:27:01.317-07:00Analog BeachLast Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.comBlogger411125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-48844350864441046032017-09-08T02:36:00.000-07:002017-09-08T02:36:22.195-07:00LOVE THEME<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
New project update: Love Theme.<br />
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A trio with friends Austin Milne and Simon Frank AKA Young Frank. We are hitting the road in september 2017 in North America. Come witness some of this music live, of love, death, rebirth, and exorcism.<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com183tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-68380189366668361362016-11-20T10:46:00.002-08:002016-11-20T10:46:55.822-08:00Alex Zhang Hungtai - Knave Of Hearts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Its been 10 months... Here's some updates on new music.<br />
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The world is changing as I watched the whole election unravel at some wifi cafe in Hong Kong.<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-31047398996405015952016-01-21T01:42:00.003-08:002016-01-21T01:42:19.393-08:00Some new music progress updates from Last Lizard<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-71691445124886047782015-11-18T19:22:00.000-08:002015-11-18T20:45:51.616-08:00Who is Arthur Chu?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Its been a while, I'm currently in Montreal working on a Canadian feature film playing the role of a strung out musician (lol) but that's not what I wanted to share with you today. I've recently signed on to a very special documentary project about Arthur Chu, 11 time Jeopardy winner, and his winding, painful tales of growing up feeling like an alien and outcast in middle America.<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/145215008" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="https://vimeo.com/145215008">WHO IS ARTHUR CHU? Teaser 11-09-15</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/yugu">Yu Gu</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Although I never rejected my Taiwanese heritage, I can certainly relate to these painful coming of age stories thats been echoed by other Asian American's like <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDBzBsqkq3g" target="_blank">Eddie Huang</a>. When you are stuck between point A and B, its very easy to choose one side and completely forfeit or assimilate, adapt or erase, conform or reject everything that is you. I stayed between the two worlds, because neither side will ever fully accept me as who I am, which is an amalgamation of all the places that raised me. I embody the traits of every city I've ever lived in through out my formative years. I am who I am because I accept myself as who I am. But without turning this into my story (sorry got emotional and sidetracked...) I want to say I am very proud to be a part of a project that voice these undocumented social concerns. I hope that my friends, family, and fans can help contribute to this unique independent documentary film made to tell this unique story of Arthur's brutally honest existential journey. *To all the self hating Asian Americans out there, y'all need to see this and check yourself, cuz there is nothing you should be ashamed about growing up in this foreign land. <br />
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If you wish to donate to this project and help us get this film out there, please check the link below and feel free to share the link to your friends and family via social media. Your support means everything to us.<br />
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<a href="https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/who-is-arthur-chu--2#/" target="_blank">https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/who-is-arthur-chu--2#/</a><br />
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Sincerely,<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-41216812806759063682015-05-31T03:27:00.002-07:002015-05-31T03:46:20.524-07:00Heres to the next 10 years<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It has been exactly 10 years since my exile from America. If your a friend of mine, then you've probably heard this story, as it turned my life upside down. A bunch of dudes in their early 20's playing in a band dreaming them big dreams, moving to the big city. We left Honolulu and set sail for San Francisco. Things quickly fell apart, once I crossed that border into Canada and tried to come back to the US, that was the end of that dream. Papers, visas, legalities, and realities. What could've turned out from that dream, I don't know. All I knew was that it was over. Fast forward to Shanghai, fast forward to Montreal, fast forward to Vancouver, fast forward to Berlin, to Lisbon, and now here I am, back in the USA. 10 years from one dream to the next. At one point I could've been a good husband in Vancouver. I could've been an artist in Paris or Zagreb. I could've been a recluse living in the outskirts of Reykjavik. I could've been a father in Berlin. But that's not how life works. I simply forfeited any chance I had of making those dreams into reality. Maybe subconsciously I'm afraid that the rug would be pulled from underneath me again. More papers, visas, legalities and reality scenarios. Afraid of investing time in friendships and relationships because it can all disappear at the snap of a finger once that visa runs out, or some ill fated joke god decides to play on me again. Losing everything once was enough, I thought. I remember one night when I first moved to Montreal, drunk and hanging out with strangers, attempting to socialize and make new friends, while walking outside to the closest metro station in the snow I heard someone's alarm clock go off from some nearby apartment. I stared up at the night sky with the street lights illuminating the snow falling down wishing it was somehow just some bad dream I got stuck in, and I would wake up in San Francisco with my bandmate Tony asking me if I want some pasta he just made. I'd close my eyes and reopen them, repeating this motion until someone patted me on the back and told me I was gonna miss the last train if I don't hurry. Needless to say, I didn't wake up in San Francisco the next day. <br />
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A lot of things didn't happen for a long time. For 6 years or so. From one dead end job to the next. There was only one dream I held on to: Music. Anyone who plays music in North America knows this reality. Years and years of relentless touring, playing to 5 people, 10 people, 30, 50 if your lucky. And then luck smiles down upon your hard work, 10 years later since you first joined a band. I almost quit this dream a few times. But then that dream takes you far. From east coast to west coast, across the Atlantic, Northern Europe to Southern Europe, west to east, over the pacific to Asia, the middle east, city after city, country after country, foreign looking flags flying high, girls in heels, stockings, and mini skirts, hotel, motel, holiday inn, comfort inn, motel 6, motel 8, what have you. Then all the rooms starts to look the same, people that didn't want to talk to you all of a sudden wants to talk to you, some people want autographs, some people want to take a picture with you, which is very flattering but then some people just want to touch you and then run away. Little by little you lose sight of what dream your supposed to be in. I was supposed to be someone's husband, someone's son, someone's brother, someone's uncle, someone's friend. It's just work, I told myself and continued on for another 4 years of this dream. I worked hard. I played hard. Tried to be polite. Searching for some meaning that I don't even know if it exists or not. For 4 years it felt like the needle skipped on the record and we were all stuck in some loop. That tune got old quick. You can only cry so many times, you can only move forward and not look back so many times until you realize the trail of fire you left behind, until there's no one left, waiting for you. </div>
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com52tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-66740478569693127762015-05-27T01:19:00.002-07:002015-05-27T01:19:34.745-07:00Night Musik - Between <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="https://player.vimeo.com/video/115987039" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="https://vimeo.com/115987039">Night Musik - Between</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/user858633">Alex Zhang Hungtai</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Last year when Dirty Beaches were on tour in Japan we did a music video for Shub's solo project Night Musik, shot by my friend Mike Lau (who shot the Badlands album cover photo) on location in Shinjuku mostly. Story follows a man who succumbs to his shadow, playing on the theme of self obliteration/liberation, control vs constraint. Please support Shub, who is a incredibly talented independent musician. I love him very much like a brother and I hope you all will like his music as well. <br />
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<a href="https://mindrecordsjapan.bandcamp.com/album/night-musik-transit" target="_blank">https://mindrecordsjapan.bandcamp.com/album/night-musik-transit</a> </div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-12071969655577948462015-05-13T01:27:00.002-07:002015-05-13T16:48:44.327-07:00Los Angeles<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Since the end of DB I've stopped blogging all together...The beginning of 2015 saw me back in Berlin, I guess I wanted to see what I missed but only to realize I've moved on and was completely out of sync with the city. The lifestyle, the night life, all that hedonistic craziness was no longer appealing anymore, it felt incredibly distracting. Regardless, it was great to see some old Berlin friends there...The Berlin winter reminded me so much of that heavy winter I went thru during 2012/2013 of the Drifters/Love is the devil period, I had to leave. I set sail for Istanbul and Beirut visiting my friend Khodor and just chilled there for a few weeks...During this visit a very important vision came to me. I'm not really the tripper type who takes too much hallucinogens nor the hippie spiritual type, but while I was coming down with a cold during a rainy night with the electricity knocked off, I saw a vision. It was so dramatic that I'll spare you the cringe worthy details...soon after the vision appeared before me, the electricity came back and the rain stopped. I sat there in the kitchen with my mouth half open, still not really sure what it was that I saw. It was a fucking weird night. Immediately two days later, I booked my flight to LA.<br />
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All my original plans to stay in Berlin for a bit and later return to Vancouver went out the window. LA had been my final destination plan for 2015, but instead of taking 6 months to a year to move there, I went straight for it. Upon arrival the city welcomed me and took me in. New friends, old friends, even running into old high school friends from Hawaii (!!!) and everything was in sync and everything fell in its place. I wanna thank Juan for letting me crash at his place upon my arrival, and Julia for helping me find my place in LA. I'm now writing on my desk in my room, living in a small modest house in east LA close to Alhambra with two room mates. My neighbors are mostly Mexican families, and some OG cholo dads raising their kids now, working on their cars or lifting weights in their garage on sundays. Its quiet and from our rooftop I can see the palm trees, the mountains and the skyscrapers of downtown LA. My room strangely resembles the room I lived in Honolulu back in 1998, or the room in Montreal 2005. Mattress on the floor, a desk, and books and shit everywhere hahaha. Upon my first week moving to LA, I scored some commercial music syncs (once I get the paycheck next month I won't have to work for a while) along with soundtrack jobs. As my friend Dean Hurley aptly described, "You got baptized by LA. Welcome to Los Angeles, my friend." Everything just felt right. I remember waking up and walking out to my rooftop in my underwear in February and it was 85 F... (about 25 celcius?) at that the moment, it truly felt like a long 10 year winter in my life was over....<br />
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Before I rant on, theres some music updates:<br />
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1) Before moving to LA, I also played in a free jazz trio at cafe Oto in London with my dear Lisbon friends Gabriel Ferrandini (drums), and David Maranha (electric organ, me on tenor saxophone) We played two 45 min sets with a 20 min intermission in between. It was recorded. It is now being mixed by my friend Jonathan Schenke in New York. And I can't wait to share it with you all. Its pretty wild...not for timid ears. Musically its not the direction Last Lizard is heading, but a one time thing, as we vowed to play together as a trio whenever the opportunity arises and see us all in the same city, and tap into something higher than us...to play music as some sort of religious, personal exorcism, an exercise leading into your unconscious, letting it guide you and lead you where your supposed to be...I felt like I ran and I ran bumping into walls violently, and spun around and kept running forward. Whenever I ran into a wall I spun around the corner and kept running. I felt like I lost 15 lbs and all that heavy shit inside me was repelled.<br />
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2) During the same London trip, I also recorded a session with old friends Simon Frank (Hot & Cold) and Austin Milne. We drank a bunch of buckfast (cheap ass caffeinated wine LOL <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buckfast_Tonic_Wine" target="_blank">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buckfast_Tonic_Wine</a>) Needless to say we went a little ape shit crazy...With Austin and I on dual sax, and Simon on synth and drum machine. This will take some time to edit or even comprehend what we did hahaha.<br />
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3) I'm also currently writing two film scores, unfortunately I can't disclose any information as of now, but will definitely post more info about them in the future.<br />
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4) 2 upcoming shows as Last Lizard:<br />
I had recently played the Lougheed House in Calgary, Alberta. My first show as Last Lizard. I want to thank Evangelos for bringing me there, and all the people that came to show support...it means a lot to me. Truly.<br />
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The next two shows are A) May 22 at Obey Festival in Halifax, opening for OG free jazz saxophonist Peter Brotzmann, and B) May 23 at Arcosanti festival in Arizona, a strange utopia town built by Paolo Soleri in 1970. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arcosanti" target="_blank">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arcosanti</a> Can't wait to play in the open desert amphitheatre...<br />
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The first release as Last Lizard will take some time to conceptualize, and prepare but after the ending of Dirty Beaches, I am now on my own time and schedule. I am in no rush to be anywhere...after all, I'll always be making music until I die. <br />
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Last but not least, heres an article I read about La Monte Young giving advice to musicians which I find very inspiring and I want to share this with all of you:<br />
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<a href="http://www.thefader.com/2015/05/08/9-pieces-of-advice-for-musicians-according-to-la-monte-yong" target="_blank">http://www.thefader.com/2015/05/08/9-pieces-of-advice-for-musicians-according-to-la-monte-yong</a><br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com153tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-51691204328130155142015-04-27T11:48:00.001-07:002015-04-27T11:51:12.140-07:00Music Eterna<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hi guys, I am writing to you from sunny Los Angeles the weather today is blue skies, cool breeze at 82F. Recently my good friend Andre Goncalves in Lisbon has completed an APP that will play a composition and it will never be repeated and played the same way twice, onto eternity. I was really proud to play an assistant role in this project. Below is a more detailed description by Andre, and the links to the App.<br />
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Maybe the new format of music making/listening is finally here.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Times, Times New Roman; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><b>Musica Eterna</b><br />The music about to be experienced in this App is being released in the tradition of a musical Album, my first solo record since 2005. Over these last 10 years i’ve went through several iterations in my approach to music this release comes to close the circle on the way i came to think about composing music.<br /><br />In todays age and for my musical work in particular i find it castrating to continue the tradition of fixing music to a timeline, releasing it in a fixed medium, in the form of fixed compositions of a fixed length . There was a time where the technologies were not available to make it in any way different, in this sense even contemporary music thought of in non-fixed terms incorporating chance in their scores would always be delivered to the public in the form of a recording not allowing these intrinsic properties of the music to naturally change at different listenings as if they would if performed live. This, i always thought, was a major issue with releasing such music, as it betrays the initial composers idea.<br /><br />Today the tools are here to allow composers to present and deliver music without these constrains, it’s now common that wireless equipped portable devices, as following the Walkman tradition, allow us to carry "all” world’s music everywhere we go. The computational potential of such devices is what allows me to deliver this music to you in such a new form. This music will not repeat itself, ever.<br /><br />It’s my pleasure to welcome you to Musica Eterna.<br /><br />André Gonçalves, March 2015<br /><br /><br /><br /><i><br /></i></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">The Composition:</span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman;">The full Musica Eterna piece is about 4h.<br />The App is the indefatigable piece interpreter, playing it repeatedly related to the current date and time.<br />The composition features a total of about 250 “patterns” and contains rules to play these through about 25 “ambients”. These rules incorporate chance operations which allow it to be different every time the piece is played, as it would if performed live.<br /> </span></span><br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-36276305066594119072014-12-12T03:01:00.003-08:002014-12-12T03:02:46.111-08:00Time Washes Everything Away<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My last video as DB, shot and directed by my friend Loic Zimmermann on location in Lisbon, following my daily commute to work at the studio, and my routine walking breaks in Casilhas, across the Tagus river. Special thanks to Andre Goncalves, ADDAC studio and the many friends that have helped me made Lisbon my home this past year. The new year is around the corner as my Europe chapter comes to an end.<br />
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Can't wait to be back on home continent soil.<br />
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North American, and with scattered spirits<br />
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To be continued...<br />
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With Love,<br />
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Alex<br />
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Berlin, 12/12/2014</div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-50736314646874343622014-11-05T17:56:00.000-08:002014-11-05T17:56:03.312-08:00"Stateless" <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Stateless is now out via ZOO MUSIC. </div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-64434569513679509762014-10-28T14:09:00.001-07:002014-10-28T14:09:52.356-07:00The Last Lizard/ RIP DIRTY BEACHES 2005-2014<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Thank you all for the years of support, it really meant a lot to me. From kitchen dishwasher to globe trotting troubadour, I owe it all to the friends and allies that have housed me, helped me, inspired me, and driven me to the place where I am now. But most importantly, your support got me here today and I want to take this moment and thank YOU. <br />
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I know its not the smartest move...and a painful one as well. But sometimes, you need to let go in order to grow and move on. I wanna thank my family, my friends, all past DB contributors for their help and friendship. It's been a fun and crazy ride...RIP DIRTY BEACHES 2005-2014.<br />
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Love,<br />
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Can't wait for what the unknown holds ahead. </div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-30585807068831609042014-10-27T18:22:00.002-07:002014-10-27T18:22:38.857-07:00STATELESS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="//player.vimeo.com/video/110094228" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="http://vimeo.com/110094228">Dirty Beaches - Stateless</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user858633">Alex Zhang Hungtai</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-38299339335055308722014-10-17T18:09:00.002-07:002014-11-10T00:03:55.095-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Stateless is not out yet, but this is something new that I'm working on as LAST LIZARD, slowly compiling all the tracks now...More to come SOON! 2015!!!<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-34202533523179933722014-07-25T18:13:00.000-07:002014-07-25T18:13:06.773-07:00STATELESS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="//player.vimeo.com/video/98232361" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="http://vimeo.com/98232361">STATELESS trailer by Dirty Beaches</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user858633">Alex Zhang Hungtai</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Hey guys I made a trailer for the upcoming DB instrumental album STATELESS<br />
due November 2014 via Zoo music.</div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-51926226692367203212014-07-13T10:51:00.001-07:002014-07-13T10:51:20.199-07:00DIRTY PIGS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-45439267937828141202014-06-18T20:33:00.000-07:002014-06-18T20:33:02.531-07:00Lisbon Diaries<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Exercise 1. Cell phone demo recordings series 1.</div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-7405291018081436242014-03-20T00:53:00.001-07:002014-03-20T00:53:46.412-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-32681903498813174462014-03-07T11:20:00.000-08:002014-03-07T11:20:00.751-08:00Chantal Akerman - News from Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-57616000490585974322014-02-20T07:54:00.000-08:002014-02-20T08:12:24.242-08:00Ideology<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Every group has an ideology, whether its represented unconsciously or consciously. Each group consists of members that come from a certain socio-economic background, sometimes through a variety of sorts, sometimes not. It mirrors the current societal movements and systems it corresponds. <br />
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Our members seek beyond the unknown,<br />
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The spirit of running horses. <br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-56794961809146737622014-02-04T11:36:00.003-08:002014-03-15T17:05:13.483-07:00My heart was meant to be burnt into black coal<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My heart was meant to be burnt into black coal. <br />
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Baptized by hellfire,<br />
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and contort like plastic,<br />
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deformed in water.<br />
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Let all the good bleed out of you,<br />
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until there is nothing left. <br />
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The gods will open that door<br />
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and answer upon your prayers,<br />
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for you were meant to be<br />
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born<br />
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and live this way. <br />
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A pure<br />
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black<br />
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entity<br />
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of freedom <br />
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like<br />
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holding<br />
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hot<br />
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tar,<br />
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feeling it<br />
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melt away<br />
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your sense of grasp.<br />
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Until theres nothing left.<br />
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Then you will be free to do whatever the fuck you want.<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-77865413687858703282014-01-05T21:35:00.000-08:002014-01-05T21:36:26.887-08:00DB next Europe Chapter: LISBON<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
2 weeks in Treviso, Italy went by. Usually, I'm scared of small towns because I always feel like theres some hidden ancient bad shit underneath the surface and I can somehow feel it. And I also know small towns usually don't like outsiders like me. But I have to thank my friend Vittorio for being a real pal, housing me and teaching me some very basic classical music exercises that have already helped spawn some early sketches for the next release. Special thanks to Federico, Chiara, Elisa and the Demarin family. Thank you all for all your hospitality. I feel lucky to have friends in this part of the world that will lend out a helping hand when you are a stranger in a new town. I've always hated transitions. They feel like limbo, a never ending hell of some sort where all you can do is wait. and wait. and wait. Like burying your head into some imaginary opponent who is twice as big as you, and you just lay it out on him the best you can, meanwhile not even fazing him, until you run out of breath and feel that impending doom of defeat and helplessness. I'm incredibly impatient and waiting can sometimes really fuck me up. Doubts start to surface. Old blood and bad shit that lies beneath the surface. <br />
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Its now 5am, the sun is about to rise in Lisbon. Upon arrival tonight at midnight, my friend Sergio picked me up from the airport, and we proceeded to the old town where ZDB is. Natxo, originally from Barcelona has a beautiful house next to ZDB thats only 500 eu/month. fucking amazing...<br />
I took Natxo's advice and went to a neighborhood bar, the only one thats open late around here. He said, "there, you won't find anyone there at this hour on a sunday, maybe the occasional journalists or some guy writing, drinking and smoking, yapping about politics and what not. Go have a steak and treat yourself a drink. You look like you could use one. Go have a proper meal." I followed his directions and ended up there, a mysterious wooden door (locked) but looked obviously open as it was the only shop with lights on. I rang the bell, an older Portugese man answers the door, I ask: "are you still open?" "Yes" he replies. I sit down, looked over at the menu, ordered a steak with egg and fries and a glass of beer. I'm happy as a pig in shit at this point, its cooked rare. Then the waitress comes over, and asks me if I would like some dessert. I asked her what it was and she replied "pudding, flan pudding" I almost died. I ate it in 40 sec or so. Smoked a cigarette, pounded my 2nd beer and paid my bill (20eu) and left a 2 euro tip. I'm retracing some memories of walking here from my last two visits here playing at ZDB, but somehow this time I can feel the wind of the city, of the old walls speaking to me, the dim street lights and narrow alleys, completely empty. I know on weekends this neighborhood is like a warzone full of drunk kids and foreigners but at this very moment, I can feel new life being breathed into me, reviving me from the fatigue of last year and showing me a path that will kick start this new year. Not to mention its 15 degrees celsius outside. I'm grinning. This will be the perfect place for me to digest all that I saw and lived in Berlin, and counter all that craziness from last year's what seemed like at the time a never ending tour. I worked myself and the boys to death. <br />
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A new chapter begins. 33, ready to take on the world. Growth. Spirits and shit. <br />
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Pacific boy<br />
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Jan 6th, 2014 - Lisbon<br />
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Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-5489702409466576752013-12-27T16:03:00.002-08:002013-12-28T16:21:33.884-08:00On the road to god knows where 7 ISRAEL <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="//player.vimeo.com/video/82802420" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="http://vimeo.com/82802420">on the road to god knows where 7 Israel</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user858633">Alex Zhang Hungtai</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Some post tour thoughts on Israel:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">While some people kept writing me and asking me why we toured there based on Israel’s political activities, for me personally, it was an eye opener to see and experience it first hand. Theres Israeli Arabs/Jews, Morrocan Jews, Russian Jews, Ethiopian Jews, European Jews and everything in between… The population is so diverse and varied, it is almost beyond comprehension for foreigners like us to understand the history and their business there. The everyday people who housed us, showed and drove us around, told us their past military experiences, and all the fucked up shit they saw…I could go on forever about that trip. An hr drive each day between the cities of Haifa, Telaviv and Jerusalem, we swam in the ocean everyday, and it was the longest I went on without eating meat. 4 days. I wouldn’t trade the experience/memories for anything else. It sparked my interest to travel in the middle east which I never really thought about…Israel is surrounded by mountains, oceans, and deserts. Its got cities and small towns, speaks Hebrew, Arabic, and English, and is unlike any other place I’ve ever been to. It reminded me traces of Asia, but also North America mixed with hints of Europe…You should go see it for yourself, understand how much tension is there, and think of the insanity of the shit going on there and how much they are hated by their surrounding neighbors. Next time before you express opinions about a country you know not a whole lot about, you should really go there and see it for yourself. That was my lesson there. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">For myself personally, there was a sense of connection I can relate to, this unspoken feeling of displacement with the people that were around my age (early 20's to mid 30's) Some people were of Arab descent, born there, or of mixed backgrounds, but whatever the combination of reasons why their family was there in the first place, I could sense a feeling (again, unspoken...just my intuition and observations doing the talking here...) that some people felt a sense of entitlement to be there because they were born there. They didn't choose to be there in the middle of all this conflict, they were born into it. And then there's a feeling where that entitlement is being questioned sub/consciously almost on a weekly to monthly basis, especially when news of the Israeli government policies or behaviours get into the international headlines. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Imagine growing up in a place like that where theres people pointing fingers all around you and you have no clue whats right or wrong and have to figure it out for yourself to just have a somewhat decent objective sense of perception of whats happening in the world around you, instead of being brainwashed into hate machines, or worst, insensitive emotionless fucks that don't give a shit about anything or anyone. T</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">his state of lost feeling... of where you belong, was something I picked up on immediately and could heavily relate to and understand based on my own weird upbringing, of constantly having to deal with people trying to pigeon hole you based on your race, or background, telling you what you are and what your not, reminding you, that you don't belong here. And THEN, combine politics, religion, and history into the mix dude, it becomes fucking heavy man. Its so fucking heavy I can't even begin to digest this when I first left...It took me 6 months to write this and to have some what of a objective look at what it was that I experienced there...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">I wanna thank my brothers Shub and Bernardino for keeping me in company, we were always taking care of eachother like family this year. And I wanna thank the people that hosted us, Ben, who drove and shown us and planned everything that gave us this experience, and all the people that came out to the 3 shows...it was really intense and we really appreciate all the support you've shown us. Truly, thank you. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">One day, I hope to see the pyramids in Egypt, and play in cairo, Instanbul, go to Jordan, Lebanon, Morroco, and venture to Northern Africa, and hopefully get to see South Africa as well. I also want to play Central and South America too... When I've toured the whole world, I think that will be the end of Dirty Beaches. I know this will take years to accomplish, and its a dream...But so far all my teenage dreams came true. So I know god will look upon those who work hard. If god is not on your side, then you still have luck and the spirits of the whole fucking universe. And most importantly, your mother fucking self. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">Here's to this fucking crazy year. 2013. Worked my fucking ass off. Thanks for showing me the way. Just gotta follow through like how I've always did for the last 10 years of my life. Work hard, play hard, write write write, record, write write write, Live Love Drive. Repeat until you succeed. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">Yours truly,</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">Pacific boy.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px;">xo</span></div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-52748638932179124962013-12-17T17:42:00.000-08:002013-12-17T17:42:02.222-08:00On the road to god knows where 6 RUSSIA - UK, Europe.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="333" mozallowfullscreen="" src="//player.vimeo.com/video/81944023" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="http://vimeo.com/81944023">on the road to god knows where 6 Russia - Europe</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user858633">Alex Zhang Hungtai</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</div>
Last Lizard/Dirty Beacheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13389225721257705539noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6878610981017826293.post-55464839760949960912013-11-19T14:45:00.003-08:002013-11-19T14:45:39.739-08:00Dreams<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="375" mozallowfullscreen="" src="//player.vimeo.com/video/73099125" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <a href="http://vimeo.com/73099125">dreams</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user858633">Alex Zhang Hungtai</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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Dreams do happen in real life.</div>
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