#DeepGroove

[newforever]

[dweepgwooves]

Hii everyone! My name's Syl, but you can call me grooves; I'm deepgrooves on AO3!

20y/o latina (🇨🇱) Any pronouns are fine tho, I don't mind.

All I write depends on my mood, that includes the quality of my fic too, sadly ;)

I just write whatever im obsessed with at the moment. That mostly includes.

All for the game

Boku no Hero Academia

One Piece

Stranger things

I draw too! But my art is more of a slight hobby so therefore is very shitty. Please forgive me for hurting your eyes :)

[eightball-records-digital]

Alioscia Mele - "45" #eightballrecords #housemusic

[nenehyuuchiha]

Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mugiwara Kaizoku | Strawhat Pirates & Vinsmoke Sanji, Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji Characters: Vinsmoke Sanji, Roronoa Zoro, Monkey D. Luffy, Nami (One Piece), Usopp (One Piece), Tony Tony Chopper, Nico Robin Additional Tags: Pre-Time Skip, Vinsmoke Sanji Needs a Hug, De-aged Vinsmoke Sanji, de-aged character, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Vinsmoke Judge's A+ Parenting Summary:

Sanji tries to tug his hand free, but there is no energy on him. His limbs feel like noodles, his head is spinning, and he can hardly process the words that are being said to him. Slowly, very slowly he hears the words as they approach his ears.

Say goodbye to everything Vinsmoke Sanji, and get ready to relive it again.

Or

Sanji get's de-aged, some things may be brought back to life.

[atplblog]

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[transfigurationrecordings-blog]

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Mono? Stereo? Both?

Admit it. You’re flummoxed, fried out and forlorn. And it’s not because your baby left you. No, it’s because you woke up one day and realized you’re a record collector. With a serious problem. And not just the physical kind. It’s true that record collectors suffer from a host of very real problems – lack of social graces from dealing with heavy-handed and judgmental record clerks, bad breath from breathing in mold spores wafting up from water damaged records, plumbers butt, and a scoliosis-like malady called “crate-diggers hump” (not as sexy as it sounds) acquired from years of slouching, sagging and stooping over anything and anyone just to fat-finger a copy of that one record that makes your heart flutter, your spleen ache and your bowels tremble.

No, your current dilemma is a horse of a different color. Which version of your favorite records sound best? The mono or stereo copy? Which one should you buy? Should you buy both? Neither? Your mind is melting. 

These days there’s something akin to “Mono Mania” going on in the world of record collecting. To many of us it’s quite welcome. Especially if we’re one of the poor bastards not old enough to have purchased The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society in mono when it came out and we don’t have enough cold, hard cash to buy a minty fresh original flip-back gatefold copy for $425. To us, a sealed mono reissue is just what the doctor ordered.

To others, this mono vs. stereo issue is as baffling as watching your grandmother cut chewing gum out of her dog’s hair. What’s with all these monophonic reissues? To a cynic it seems like it’s the well-orchestrated and profitable reissue of every single recording ever made in a unique mono mix. You’ve seen them poking out of record bins everywhere. They’re typically pressed on 180g vinyl, tucked gently into nice inner sleeves hidden within tip-on covers and created lovingly and painstakingly (note: these are words that usually mean “expensive”) using “the original mono mixes.” But are they better? Sometimes. Sometimes not. Sometimes they’re just different.

This next bit of quasi-intellectual, ponderous gibberish is purely subjective. More so than everything up to this point in this pointless essay. Back in the mid-1960s there were primarily three reasons for buying a mono recording when a stereo recording was also available: you had a hi-fi system with only one speaker (more common that you think), you were deaf in one ear like Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys (look it up) or you were a cheapskate (mono records cost about $1 less per album). Sometimes you were all three. Sad.

Why jump back to the mid-60s? Because that’s a period of time when record buyers had a real choice to make. In most cases you could amble into any record store in the world and buy a great sounding, thick pressing of your favorite record in mono or stereo. Sometimes fake stereo. More on that later. Before the mid-60s, stereo records were a bit of a crap-shoot if you were into rock, blues or jazz. They might sound goofy. With instruments and vocals haphazardly panned left or right. It took a while for engineers to figure out how to make the most of stereo, and at the same time artists were figuring out how they wanted their music to sound.

Classical music is a bit of an exception to this. Conventional wisdom is that stereo recordings of classical music tend to sound better earlier on. And as far as jazz goes, producers and engineers like Rudy Van Gelder, Orrin Keepnews, Creed Taylor and Teo Macero were also a bit of an exception. They got into stereo early on and figured out how to make stereo sound cool with very few microphones. You can read on and on about this (and should) from many sources that are far more expert on this topic than your lazy, stoop-shouldered author. 

Speaking of jazz, the jazzbos tend believe that mono is best no matter what. Original 1950s and early 60s pressings of anything on Blue Note, Prestige, Riverside, Impulse and Columbia are more valuable. And it’s true that these mono records often do sound best. To my ears they can sound louder, with clearer sounding instrumentation and, in the very best cases, the sound can seem to pounce out of the speakers. But how much better are they? I used to avoid stereo pressings of jazz records from the mid-60s and earlier. I was under the impression they were “fake stereo” created in dimly lit back rooms in order to jump on the stereo bandwagon. Some are. Some aren’t.

Let’s push on.

Stereo vs. mono. Which is best? It depends on the recording, the vinyl pressing and your personal taste. Sure, there are albums that everyone says are amazing in mono – the pre-1967 records by The Beatles, The Kinks, The Rolling Stones, The Pretty Things, etc. The list goes on and on. But there are recordings that sound more eventful and interesting in stereo (Interstellar Overdrive by Pink Floyd comes to mind). Rock records released between 1967 and 1970 tend to be the ones that are far more subjective. And you’ll find plenty of beard-scratching know-it-alls with strident opinions who’ll tell you what to think. Some of these guys are right. But many of them also live in their divorced mom’s basement and only emerge from their listening lair to attend a record fair or to run out to buy mom a carton of Benson & Hedges cigarettes. Occasionally, they come upstairs to rub their mother’s bunions. 

People tend to crave the mono releases in part because they’re so rare. I know I’ve got my faves. I prefer the mono pressing of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band by The Beatles because (to me) it sounds more like a rock band and less like studio frippery. But the songs themselves are not that different. It’s not like hearing the record in mono for the first time could convince you that the stereo record you’ve been listening to your whole life sounds like a Jim Nabors Christmas album. Sometimes the performances are different or mixed peculiarly (the mono mixes of Don’t Pass Me By and Helter Skelter from the Beatles White Album come to mind).

For the purposes of this stupefyingly silly essay, I went back and did some side-by-side listening tests to confirm all my preconceived notions of what I like and don’t like in some hallmark recordings yanked from the overloaded racks in my fantastically disorganized music room. Stereo vs. mono. Which is it?

  The Who Sell Out (US mono reissue vs. Japanese stereo reissue):

From memory I thought I preferred the stereo pressing of this. Armenia City In The Sky is a fave of mine and I thought stereo was the only way to hear this tune. Wrong. Not by a crazy wide margin in my case but wrong still. The mono pressing sounded heavier and punchier yet still retained the fun frippery of the studio trickery baked into the tapes on this record. Mono wins. 

The Beatles “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” (Japanese stereo reissue vs. UK mono reissue):

I already tipped my hand on this one. As a kid I only heard the stereo copy. Loved it. No issues whatsoever. But, ever since hearing the mono copy of this record in college (several semesters ago) I became a monomaniac. Fact is, this might be the very first record where I became convinced of the majesty of mono. Mono wins.  

The Jimi Hendrix Experience “Are You Experienced” (Reissues of US stereo, US mono and British mono pressings):

Ok, read anything about this record and the experts will tell you the British mono pressing is the only one worthy of a spin on your turntable. I don’t own an original mono pressing. Who’s got that kind of dough or good fortune? I DO own a mono British reissue. A US mono reissue. A few stereo copies including a stereo reissue (the double LP Hendrix Family version) I used for this test for a couple reasons (it’s readily available at record stores and my copy was also readily available). To my ears the stereo copy is the clearest, coolest sounding and has effective panning and the sort of soundstage tomfoolery that makes stereo fun. To me it’s the best-est. Stereo wins.

Bob Dylan “Bringing It All Back Home” (US stereo original vs. US mono original):

Here’s another one that the professional listeners with hyper-tuned ears say should ONLY be heard in mono. I remembered liking the mono best years ago. Then I listened today. I compared a mono original to a stereo original. The mono copy was snagged by me only a couple years ago. It had been (mis)priced by someone at a national used bookstore chain. The price was too good to turn down and the record is so clean I sold my mono reissue. The stereo copy I got from my wife’s uncle who owned about 300 records. 290 of those were Irish music except for a few Greenwich Village favorites like Dylan, Baez, Seeger et.al. Despite being a well-loved copy with plenty of tiny hairline scratches and marks, I prefer the stereo copy. To my ears it’s the opposite of what I said about The Who Sell Out. In this case, I thought the stereo had more punch. Stereo wins.

Horace Silver “Blowin’ The Blues Away” (US mono original vs. US stereo reissue):

Ok, one of these is a pricey collectible and the other isn’t. Bet you can guess which is which. I fully expected the expensive mono original pressing to blow away the 70s “black b” pressing. And it is better. Louder. Hotter sounding instruments. In some cases Blue Mitchell’s trumpet is positively piercing. Right up into the red in the mix (God bless Rudy Van Gelder). Same way with Junior Cook’s sax. But, the stereo reissue from the 70s is not bad at all. Nice and punchy. It’s a real stereo recording too. Nothing fake about it. Rudy Van Gelder recorded this session in stereo and mono in 1959 and he’s one of the few cats who knew what he was doing in the late 50s. Make no mistake, the mono is better. But if I found these two records cozied up together in a bin at my local record shop and the mono OG was $150 and the stereo reissue was $10 I’d buy the stereo copy in a heartbeat and spend the rest of the money on elocution lessons so I could sound smarter. Mono wins.

Note: I’ve found that most of these “black b” Blue Notes sound pretty good. I also love corduroy and canned beer so take that with a grain of salt.

Bottom line? It turns out the ears are the best test. Do YOU like how the record sounds? That’s what matters most. I prefer some mono records and some stereo pressings. I’ve even dabbled in fake stereo from time to time. I happen to love some records that have been “electronically re-recorded to simulate stereo.” After all, in many ways, life is a simulation. I can’t say I love tons of fake stereo records but I do love a few. In fact there are a few country music titles that fall into this sadly maligned category that I hold dear to my heart.

Here’s the insidious thing. Record collectors often have mono and stereo copies of their favorites. Sometimes the really sick bastards have multiple copies of pressings from all over the world. These people should be celebrated or pilloried. I’m not sure which. Perhaps a little bit of both?

Records. In the end I feel like we’re living and breathing in the promises and perils of records at the same time. Plumbing the depths of the dollar bin and scaling the heights of a pricey wall of record store collectibles. Sometimes on one dirty, dimly lit Saturday afternoon. And I loathe hyperbole. Sort of. 

Mono. Stereo. Both. Indeed.

[luckyradio]

Deepgroove & Jamie Anderson – The Clock (Ben Klock's Timepiece Remix)

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4ZYhqoNLCgeHakbxSXBAPK

AppleMusic: https://itunes.apple.com/de/album/the-clock-ben-klocks-timepiece-remix/946262028?i=946262043&l=en

SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/rekids/deepgroove-jamie-anderson-the-clock-ben-klocks-timepiece-remix-rekids037

[rhythm-groove-blog]

Track 2 of this outstanding EP: . “Hidden Thoughts” by @kamilosanclemente on @auditenmusic . #deepgroove #progressivehouse #premiere #deephouse #columbia #music #techno

[newforever]

[dweepgwooves]

4k words | One Piece |

Sanji ran out of cigarettes. It was a fact, he had looked everywhere, he usually bought large quantities when they docked in whatever island Nami thought they should, and hid them either in his suits or in the pantry. Inside empty cans Luffy wouldn’t search in or Zoro wouldn’t stumble to, when he was looking for booze. 

But now, the whole ship searched, there was this sense of dread that filled his body. He knew that it was most probably some sort of withdrawal from nicotine, he knew. But some part was this sense that, while yes, he hadn’t smoked all his life, he had spent all the good times with a cigarette attached to his fingers. 

“Conditioned” would say Robin, he was conditioned. But the smoke, whether inhaled directly from his lips, or in a passing as he fought, was always there. 

When he didn’t smoke, for whatever reason, when he tried to quit when he was with Zeff it made him grumpy and stupid, it made him vulnerable. Thoughts would cross his mind, thoughts he hadn’t had since well. It was better not to think about it now. 

He had started smoking after being left stranded on that island with the old man, the smoke, though at first awful and unsuited for his tiny lungs, calmed him. When he woke up at night in the baratie, the lights off, with no source of light near him. When the darkness seemed too much like his cell, he lit his cigarette. The lighter which created the only shadows in miles against his face, and the smoke which made him breathe for what seemed like the first time in years, soothed him. 

And he smoked, sitting on the edge of the baratie, looking down at the depths of the ocean, but truly he wasn’t really looking. 

Now there was light, it was the day, nobody had asked yet why he hadn’t smoked. Granted he hadn’t seen much of everybody today. Everyone was sleeping, he was cooking, and his fingers were shaking. 

There was a distant memory in his head, that replayed like a movie on loop. He didn’t dare think of it, less of all vocalize it, but he was scared. The memory, more like a thing that happened to him and one he had suppressed to the depths of his mind, that played while he chopped and stirred, while he looked out the door of the galley, preparing himself for somebody coming, was one he hadn’t thought of for a long time. 

In his mind he is still a child, and for the first time he had to sleep with the mask on. It was heavy and cold. He couldn’t lay down, the height of the iron mask compared to his tiny body made it too uncomfortable to even try to lay down, but standing, or sitting, his neck hurt either way. The weight was too much, his muscles cramped and he felt filled with despair. He would think that someday maybe his father would forgive him for being a failure. That someday the mask would be taken off. That someday the monster that was his father would go away. 

When Sanji looked back at the chopping board there was blood. Red and fresh. “Fuck” he said, as he separated the food with blood in it. He looked at his fingers. One was bleeding, and as he separated the skin, he noticed that it was deep too, with how much blood there was he couldn’t really tell if it reached bone. 

It didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would. There was more disappointment in place of pain. Sanji didn’t even think of his hands, the ones he vowed to protect. Instead he could only think of that stupid memory. Why did it need to come back, of all times now, when he was happy, when he was finally okay? 

Sanji wasn’t a man that complained much about things that happened to him. He never once complained about his family, he never once complained about being stuck in a rock in the middle of the ocean. Yes, he would grumble when things were bad, he would yell at Marimo when he was being an idiot, at his captain when he stole food. But never about his life, never his past. 

He used to think that the past was something that should be left behind. Now that it’s back to haunt him, though he feels, for the first time, like complaining. Like locking himself in the pantry, looking for cigarettes and comfort in his solitude. 

Sanji wrapped his finger with a torn up piece of an old dish towel and called it a day with that. He cleaned the vegetables that could be cleaned, and then without blood in the way continued to cook. 

[eightball-records-digital]

Alioscia Mele "45" #eightballrecordsdigital #housemusic

[drmotte]

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[brewerytownbeats]

Who listened to the first #rhythmandbusiness podcast and now knows what a #deepgroove is!? Thanks to @fuckbeaugordon Mr “uninitiated” for the knowledge! Episode two coming next week! (at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx5B6PVjXZ1/?igshid=1kobfyjqmwl82