Alden Tyrell Bladerunners the So Kunked Podcast #3
Friday, May 30th, 2008It’s that time of the month again… So Kunked podcast #3 is in Das Haus. Just to break up the whole ‘guys locker room’ feel of the proceedings, we invited the Polish babymommy of a local Hungarian rockstar to shoot the shit with us. Was Kasia able to tone down the banal, faggy, and vaguely-sexist chatter that cigi and i usually partake in? Listen and find out! Apologies again on the occasional mic static… one of these days we’ll finally have it all ironed out!
My favorite track of today’s episode takes the form of a production by a Dutch semi-Italo-disco-ite calling himself Alden Tyrell. It was uncovered (at least to me) by the recent DVAS passion communication mix up and is straightforward but stellar. Literally stellar: you know, a gay space journey to reveal science fiction fantasies that take place only after all the alien autopsies have been conducted… a cosmic homosex adventure which rides the waves of supernovas and… okay… you get the point. But really, it’s nostalgically awesome, which means it’s so so present day right?
Covered in this episode:
- Late of the Pier - Focker
- Cut Copy - Unforgettable Season
- Boys Noize -NeOhPen (Danger Remix)
- Teenagers in Tokyo - Very Vampyr (DCup Remix)
- Alden Tyrell - Rendezvous at Rimini
- Mates of State - Now
- Baby Huey -Hard Times
- Opening Discussion - Hungarian Girls
So Kunked Podcast - Volume 3 [zshare]
Alden Tyrell - Rendezvous at Rimini [zshare] // Alden Tyrell - Rendezvous at Rimini [ysi]
I almost forgot. Today is the day that one of our favourite 


better world it would’ve come out on Rough Trade or something. The supergroup involves Gergo from The Moog, Arpi from EZ Basic, Mezo and Andris. They self-declared themselves as “funeral folk” which is nice. Their influences include Syd Barrett, Guided By Voices and Sonic Youth. For me, this could be the Hungarian Arcade Fire. The sound is like a blend of noise, pop, distortion and experimenting punk-attitude. As for mood, every song has a blurry atmosphere of childish playfulness with older melancholic half-smiles, drunken pseudo-happiness, and some summer love. But the whole thing swims away with giant guitar-waves and heavy drums. The album was finished in winter but could be a perfect summer soundtrack.
Slow, dirty and heavy and recalling a different era that isn’t too removed from today but I can’t exactly place my finger on it, 

the atmosphere is like Neverending Story. Or maybe the obvious association could be La Boum-esque dancing with a headphone alone on a crowded dancefloor with 80s discoballs. But these songs are truly perfect for days full of ugly hangovers when you just wish to sit on a glacier above everything with cold winds clearing your aching head. Superman sitting on the icy top of the world, sadly holding and staring at some cryptonite in his hands.
their name and a chorus like ‘be my tech-house queen’ would be awesome. Remixes would be on the way.
Comprised of one gentleman handling the synth/electro side, and the other on bass and other various percussion, Rafale is currently rocking gigs within France and, given their label affiliation, likely other countries before too long. Give them some love.



