THE NEW WORLD

Our world is a construct of our imagination. Everything involving human action is a construct. We’ve made up language, numbers, names, institutions, money, love, hate and everything in-between. We are not the constructions that we imagine ourselves to be. We ARE the creators, the silent observers, the decision makers. If we have imagined THIS world into to being, then we must imagine THE NEW WORLD into being. THE NEW WORLD is the world that is happening right now. It is not a future world. THE NEW WORLD is born out of pure awareness, and not out of ideology.

Netsky – We Can Only Live Today (Puppy) (Feat Billie) – Camo & Krooked Remix

This makes me feel warm and tingly.

A couple of local Cape Town skaters – Calvin Davey, Sean Ross and film maker David East got together recently and shot a really slick skate video. They used the new track from Netsky – We Can Only Live Today as their soundtrack.

Netskys people saw the video and made it the official music video. You guys make me so damn proud.

Filmed and Edited by David East.

Longboarding by Calvin Davey, Sean Ross. Filmed in Cape Town, SA.

Keep the streets alive. Aweh.

Electric Mountain /// Christian Tiger School

 

I present you the genius of Christian Tiger School. This is partially to do with me having to redeem myself after posting that kak Die Antwoord video. Bliksem, ek’s fokken jammer. It was an embarrassment to you, me and everyone associated with Under the Culture.

There is so much artistic brilliance bubbling out of Cape Town, and Christian Tiger School is one of those bubbles that is yet to pop. They’re without doubt some of the most unique and cutting edge audio acrobats in the Mother City.

Christian Tiger School are the psychedelic/dream hip-hop duo from Cape Town comprising of Luc Veermeer and Sebastian Zanasi.

Their soulful music meanders through filtered psychedelic synths to airy and playful melodies.

Enjoy.

Download their debut album “Third Floor” here:

 http://bombaada.bandcamp.com/

Soundcloud:

 Christian Tiger School

Thank you Felix. No we can ALL go to space.

Thank you Felix Baumgartner. You made us believe. (And Red Bull – You redefined the meaning of us getting wings. )

In 10 – 20 years time we’ll all be jetting off into space. We’ll be able to cycle to the moon on quantum levitation, anti-gravity supersonic bicycles.

We’ll be having conversations like: “Yo, I’m just gonna pop over to Neptune. Need anything?”

“Yeah man, get me one of those nano-tech ice-creams, you know, the ones that never melt.”

“Sweet man.”

“Fuck. Remember those days when we had paper money and shit?”

“Yeah dude, what a joke.”

“Aweh. Check you tonight. Safe.”

We Are Connected.

We’ve all heard the terminology: We are all one. We are all connected. We’ve heard it so often that we take it for granted as to the extent of our connection. During our daily meanderings, we over look the subtle flow of energy between us. When we raise our awareness a notch or two, we start to notice that we exist because of each other, and that every single thought and movement spreads into the world, bouncing and morphing between us and through us creating the “quantum soup” that we call life on earth.

The urge to write this arrived today, during my post Rocking the Daisies wave of synchronicity, while observing myself in my interactions with my friends. However, the seed was planted on Saturday night. Time: 11:42 pm. GPS Cordinates: -33.47’ N 18.52’’ W, or more commonly known as the Red Bull Electro Stage. Jamming to symphonic beats. Synched. Morphed together like a forest of waving branches in a hurricane of orgasmic beats.

The DJ’s: Twelv & Thesis. Lined up across four turntables. They looked like astronauts taking the helm of a spaceship. Videos projections. Surveilance footage cascading into 8-bit heaven. Futuristic. Conceptual. Poignant. The visuals mingle with the experimental beats. We’re teleported into the year 2078.

 I look around me. All eyes are up, looking into each other. We’re sensing each others rhythm. We’re locked into one dance. Our bodies melt. Our personal space is obliterated in a surge of serotonin and sweat. We see each other. Bodies liquefy into a river without a beginning or an end. Souls weaving. A vortex. Warping. Merging. Colliding. Fusing together in a cosmic stomping ground.  Time travelling. Gathering the past. Stirring it into the present.

We move because of the music. The music moves because of us.

I reach my apex. The beat moves on.

Time: 02:16 am.

Place: Somewhere between Red Bull and Main Stage.

Our bodies still swaying in a translucent symphony of sex and symmetry. A giant beach ball. Bouncing down the slope. Grown men and women chasing and kicking and diving and recovering the inner child. Laughter. Tomfoolery.

We skip another 25 metres and the sound of Block Parties’ This Modern Love takes over. The sound reverberating through the earth and up our legs and into our chests. The beat goes on. Weaving in and out of each other. Daisies blossoming from under our shoes.

The hinges of society completely and utterly ripped apart. Everyone is open. Laid bare. Huston, we have lift off.

Rocking the Daisies proved to be the ultimate microcosm of the potential for life on earth. A world where boundaries don’t exist. A world where we are free to be ourselves. A world that is already here. And we made it.

Riding The Metrofail.

Video

One of my highlights of Rocking the Daisies 2012 was definitely seeing Youngsta tearing up live in the Red Bull Electro tent. This is one of his more mellow tracks. It’s about catching the Metrofail. And we all know that Metrofail is the only way to get around Cape Town, so if you gonna ride the vuil line…do it the Youngsta way. Aweh.