Good day. My name is Cam, but you can call me Paws...I welcome you to the world of The Kort. Formed in a small coastal town in Scotland between five like-minded friends, the origins of The Kort stem from a passion for producing, discussing, and sharing new music in all its forms. As this meeting of the minds became a weekly endeavor, we expanded to our own base at thekort.com in early 2010. Now run predominantly out of New York City by myself and Phil (aka Mr. Jaws), we aim to do two things in conjunction with Percussion Lab: illuminate new artists for each and every listener, and give power back to the role of physical music. We'll do this through our Worth the Wax podcasts once a week here on Percussion Lab, promising a no-bullshit, vinyl-to-tape session that is nothing more than a manifestation of our passions. Off the cuff and honest to the bone, we just want to share tunes from all across the map that we really dig...and believe are worth some hard-earned cash. With each session we'll take a closer look at one track from the podcast, shedding some light on why these jams are some of our favorites. Thank you Percussion Lab, and welcome to Worth the Wax.
1. Nguzunguzu - Wake Sleep
2. Ekoplekz - Thermodub
3. Lukid - Chord
4. Joe - Rut
5. Blue Daisy - Firewall
6. Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - Almost Cut My Hair
7. DangerDoom ft. Talib Kweli - Old School
8. Wu Tang Clan - Clan In Da Front
9. Floating Points - For You
10. Machinedrum - Cream Soda (parts 1 + 2)
11. Holy Other - Know Where
12. Vondelpark - TV
13. Andy Stott - Cracked
I would be lying if I insinuated that music was always the focal point of my life, or that I grew up in an overtly musical household. Classic rock, radio hits, music videos...they all had their role, which was secondary in comparison to a variety of other interests. But like most people who visit this site, there was a definitive moment for me when it just clicked, when music became more than just background accompaniment to everything else.
I forget why I was at the Tower Records on Route 17, but while idly browsing through discounted CDs, I came across the Wu Tang Clan. I recognized the name and little else, and bought Enter the 36 Chambers on a whim. Months later I was still playing it front to back, over and over, mouthing each verse word for word as I tried to recall ever being this fascinated with music. The metaphors spilling off of metaphors, the various vocal inflections and personas, the stark and mesmerizing beats...I was hooked and have been ever since.
As they say, Wu Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with. And I sincerely mean that, especially during those formative high school years. It's cliche, and I know thousands (or even millions) say similar things about these guys, but seriously. Wu Tang is for life, and once it hits your system, there's just no going back.