Gasoline Monk on SoundCloud
Fashionably late as usual, I’m in on the SoundCloud ruckus now. Starting with some shit you probably wouldn’t expect – a ten minute blend of house joints. Kids in Boston know I’ve been DJing real busy nowadays, but this is the first thing I’ve put out for my universal peoples to hear. Check it out now.
Soon a hip hop mix of mine will be dropping on Pirate Cat Radio, blending shit from the well-known hip hop dudes like Biggie & Pete Rock, with a lot of stuff I had to dig deep for, plus handfuls of Boston joints and a lotta stuff off Ocean Telephones. But house’s been amping me up, and I’ve been traveling all around scoping different clubs and DJs – Therapy in Providence where kids fuckin rage, basement parties in Burlington (there’s so many talent up in this airtight little scene), the small but musically electic clubs in Cambridge and the hyperstimulation of downtown Boston.
I haven’t been on the internet much lately, and sometimes that’ll give people the idea that you’re doing less of your thing, but it’s just the opposite… I’ve been so monkish about this art shit I don’t often step far enough out of my head to talk about. Music, words, food, shower, smokes, sometimes sleep….
Props
Garrett Cook is a great writer of bizarro fiction; one of the best. So it’s real cool to me that he said, “The best book I’ve read this year is Forrest Armstrong’s The Deadheart Shelters.”
If you haven’t scoped the book yet, grab yourself a copy and see what all these vibrant heads are talking about.
Dislocated Joints, Vol. 1
The Deadheart Shelters
Forrest Armstrong aka Gasoline Monk 
