Too much fast-forward thinking and rewind selekta music and movies all dropping around me and flooring my sensibilities that it’s hard to concentrate on what’s actually happening on planet earth. It just can’t be as interesting as what’s coming out of my headphones or what’s on that film. Catching this mornings stories and sniffing the evening news I look for the next rocket ship number nine out of here. What’s going down on Jupiter? Are they having budget troubles there too?

The Scratch Movie blazed a hyperbola over my cranium tonight and left me with a whole google of questions about innovation and ascension, property rights and soul. Why do people hide their gift from the world when to share it would mean that others would transform their gift into sweeter smelling flowers? I am “Proud” of the Scratch movie just watching it. The magnetic energy coming from the cats and their cosmonic devices create a future architecture for living sound structures that point to a place beyond the sun and elevate craft to something altogether astro-mystical.

The new space music coming from DJ Shadow on The Private Press, has been worth the seven year wait. A new recipe for soul music. Keep diggin the dusty galaxies. Always.

The new recipe for elastic alter-destiny future jazz music comes from the German co-op Jazzanova. The debut album In Between has more compelling textures than a French impressionistic gallery, and if Myth demanded another type of music, this is it.