Welcome to Out of the Dungeon, a many part series detailing a decade of NSFTM noise, hip hop, 'n' adventures from top No Sunlite for the Media scholars, historians, fans, 'n' collaborators. Medians share their thoughts on the absolute values of various NSFTM rekkerds, while we provide free audio streaming 'n' hi-quality file purchase of all the albums at our bandcamp page.
Out of the Dungeon XVII: More Records from the Dungeon
Songs From a Dungeon as Progression
From the Diaries of MC SiD
[Songs From a Dungeon was originally issued with tracks 6 tracks on cassette,
a listener-interactive blank tape b-side 'n' thee remaining
12 songs on a CD - all housed in a spraypainted cigar box,
stuffed with random rarities. These are long gone -
but you can still download Songs here]
With the production of Songs From a Dungeon, No Sunlite for the Media hit the pinnacle of its output in the realms of message, music and packaging. For proper dramatic effect and intrigue, I’ll review these three aspects in reverse order of importance. Represent. Repent. Arguments over slickness and style aside, the “cigarbox-crammed-with-as-much-ridiculous-garbage-from-Math’s-room-as-can-fit” method provides the consumer a more complete sense of No Sunlite’s identity than any other album. Used dryer sheet? 44 year-old newspaper. Schedule for the parish youth group retreat in 7th grade? Mikey Negrin’s math homework! By providing massive quantity, quality emerges in the form of a collage of ever-revolving memory. My CD case is a spray-painted copy of Moby’s Play. My tape is on some spray-painted transparent front with a black back diz. Creative potential sky-rokcets with such a large container to cram thin objects into, each copy of the album containing wholly unique thin objects. Thinness demands that text and image distinguish such objects. Text and image are plentiful. Visit all who have a copy ‘n’ peer down the kaleidoscope of NSFTM’s personal history.
More musical mastery materializes within these tracks than in most albums made period. Math absolutely outdid himself digging loop after loop of dusty piano, sliding trombones, soul-singers, sitars, and sweet anthems. This rich tapestry can only exacerbate the impact of the rap laid over top it. But the hop-hip of this quality could stand alone! Raw and relentless flows coupled with gutsy rhymes (think “prophet” with “profit) burst through yr speakers and massacre pretenders. The folk fits quite fine as well. “Swimming Hole” has become a recorded classic and live staple. “Melchizedek” brings a forgotten Biblical hero back to the forefront. “John Hardy” punches hearts and wrenches guts as Jana’s mellifluous voice melts yr emotions. But you forgot about the noize. Get thee off yr couch and make some on the B-side, you scrub dud!
What is No Sunlite for the Media? It is: people over the money they’ve created, scuzz over hi-fidelity, freedom over tyranny, faith over falseness & fakery, creativity over boredom, man over machine, justice over corruption, fun over whining, love over apathy, party over gossip, hope over despair, honesty over hiding. It is we over negative media.
Songs From a Dungeon as Progression
From the Diaries of MC SiD
[Songs From a Dungeon was originally issued with tracks 6 tracks on cassette,a listener-interactive blank tape b-side 'n' thee remaining
12 songs on a CD - all housed in a spraypainted cigar box,
stuffed with random rarities. These are long gone -
but you can still download Songs here]
With the production of Songs From a Dungeon, No Sunlite for the Media hit the pinnacle of its output in the realms of message, music and packaging. For proper dramatic effect and intrigue, I’ll review these three aspects in reverse order of importance. Represent. Repent. Arguments over slickness and style aside, the “cigarbox-crammed-with-as-much-ridiculous-garbage-from-Math’s-room-as-can-fit” method provides the consumer a more complete sense of No Sunlite’s identity than any other album. Used dryer sheet? 44 year-old newspaper. Schedule for the parish youth group retreat in 7th grade? Mikey Negrin’s math homework! By providing massive quantity, quality emerges in the form of a collage of ever-revolving memory. My CD case is a spray-painted copy of Moby’s Play. My tape is on some spray-painted transparent front with a black back diz. Creative potential sky-rokcets with such a large container to cram thin objects into, each copy of the album containing wholly unique thin objects. Thinness demands that text and image distinguish such objects. Text and image are plentiful. Visit all who have a copy ‘n’ peer down the kaleidoscope of NSFTM’s personal history.
More musical mastery materializes within these tracks than in most albums made period. Math absolutely outdid himself digging loop after loop of dusty piano, sliding trombones, soul-singers, sitars, and sweet anthems. This rich tapestry can only exacerbate the impact of the rap laid over top it. But the hop-hip of this quality could stand alone! Raw and relentless flows coupled with gutsy rhymes (think “prophet” with “profit) burst through yr speakers and massacre pretenders. The folk fits quite fine as well. “Swimming Hole” has become a recorded classic and live staple. “Melchizedek” brings a forgotten Biblical hero back to the forefront. “John Hardy” punches hearts and wrenches guts as Jana’s mellifluous voice melts yr emotions. But you forgot about the noize. Get thee off yr couch and make some on the B-side, you scrub dud!
What is No Sunlite for the Media? It is: people over the money they’ve created, scuzz over hi-fidelity, freedom over tyranny, faith over falseness & fakery, creativity over boredom, man over machine, justice over corruption, fun over whining, love over apathy, party over gossip, hope over despair, honesty over hiding. It is we over negative media.
-Josh
Mt. Airy, MD
Dec. 2k9
Distraught From the Onslaught:
Mt. Airy, MD
Dec. 2k9
Distraught From the Onslaught:
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