Celebrated Mike Patton stan Zombiehamster of the word famous zombiehamster.com has gone and put together over an hour of magical Patton moments, in the form of the fourth zombiehamster.com mixtape in a month.

I’m 32 minutes in and it’s funking AWESOME so far. He’s doing a creepy Madness impression right now. Bejayzis!

I am inclined to sample the living crap out of it.

Serious. At one point he goes seriously Westcoast. Sort of Tom waits West Coast. Well, Mike Patton Tom Waits West Coast.

You know what I mean.

Seriously, this is The Shit On Stilts. I cosign this as hard as a Arnie cosigns leaving battered women and children to die in the streets. Hardbody.

STREAM: Zombiehamster Mixtape #4 Mike Patton Special

DOWNLOAD HERE.

Sheeeeeeee-it!

Check tracklisting science:

1: ‘Kickin” : Mike Patton (Crank 2 Soundtrack)
2: ‘Anger Management‘ : Lovage (Music To Make Love To Your Old Lady By)
3: ‘Mojo feat Rahzel and Dan The Automator‘ : Peeping Tom (Peeping Tom)
4: ‘L.O.L. (Loser On Line)‘ : X-Ecutioners (General Patton Vs The X-Ecutioners)
5: ‘God Hates A Coward‘ : Tomahawak (Tomahawk)
6: ‘Spider Baby‘ : Fantomas (The Director’s Cut)
7: ‘Midlife Crisis‘ : Faith No More (Angel Dust)
8: ‘Pig Latin‘ : The Dillinger Escape Plan (Irony Is A Dead Scene)
9: ‘Labsent‘ : Kaada (Romances)
10: ‘Carousel‘ : Mr Bungle (Mr Bungle)
11: ‘G.I. Joe‘ : The Melvins (The Crybaby)
12: ‘Porno Holocaust‘ : Mike Patton (Adult Themes For Voice)
13: ‘Desert Search For Techno Allah‘ Mr Bungle : (Disco Violante)
14: ‘Chariot Choogle‘ : Mike Patton (Collected Psyche)
15: ‘The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies‘ : Faith No More (Live at Download 2009)
16: ‘4/10/05‘ : Fantomas (Suspended Animation)
17: ‘The Omen (Ave Satani)‘ : Fantomas (The Director’s Cut)
18: ‘Surprise! You’re Dead‘ : Faith No More (The Real Thing)
19: ‘This Town Ain’t Big Enough For The Both Of Us‘ Mike Patton (Collected Psyche)
20: ‘Ashes To Ashes‘ : Faith No More (Album Of The Year)
21: ‘Come To Daddy‘ The Dillinger Escape Plan (Irony Is A Dead Scene)
22: ‘I Started A Joke‘ : Faith No More (Is This It? – Their Greatest Hits)

Say word! Now, The Zshare streaming thing wasn’t working when I tried to listen to it, and, if you’re like me, chances are you cannot always be effed in the ay to download things on the fly. So I’ve gone and done it for you, and upped it here, for streaming posterity. But you still need to go check the boy’s site for his Saturday Morning Cartoon breakdowns, at the very effing least.

So. Yeah. Make sure you’re here at the start of next week, eh? I am gonna be getting up to some of my old tricks.

— Friday, July 31st, 2009

Jolly jolly yoza!

Yes, I have a new podcast for you to listen to, produced in conjunction with The Quietus, which involves me going through what I considered, when I recorded this the other day, to be the RAP OF 08!

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OMFG! I’ve nearly caught up with myself! Shame I’m off to Wales in an hour!

— Friday, December 19th, 2008

It’s time to go hard.

Well, its always time to go  hard.

But I feel like going extra hard. Like Michael Douglas in Falling Down. That was seriousisity. Dude was relentless.

You who’ve been around since the off, you know how I do, and how I did. I was updating my website daily when Tess was still on local radio (I am assuming here). I was posting free mixtapes when Sony were telling you the future was mini-disc.

When I signed my Interscope deal my A&R warned me the new media department weren’t gonna like what i was doing. Au contraire, mon frere – the head of that fledgling department rang me up to tell me that I was a genius, and all their artists were going to follow my “model”.

Which was true. Here in the late 08, every rapper in the wild West gots a blog and a mixtape you can download. Lucky I can spell. Kinda. I need something to set me apart from the herd (apart from my awesomeness, and modesty).

SO!

I have decided that akirathedon.com will be the greatest artist website in the world.

Why not?

You deserve it. I can do it. i reckon.

So I am making a list of the things that need to happen to make that so.

The first thing I thought when i asked myself, “what would I want from the website of a music making person?” was, duh, music.

MUSIC!

That’s why you’re here, right?

So, I’m setting about making all the music I’ve ever made available, well, available. If you go have a look at the When We Were Young page in my discography, you’ll see you can now listen to the whole thing, track by track, right now. I bet there’s a bunch of you who’ve never gotten round to Waffling that bitch. Well now you have no excuse.

I’m gonna do that with everything. Now, since this is my living, I’m shall continue to put out CDs and T Shirts (and soon vinyl) and you’ll have the option to buy any music you like here digitally at CD quality (fuck iTunes’ crappy bit rates, really). And you can always click that donate button if you’re worried about my interminable rent arrears.

I’m sorting out my systems, so everything should run a lot smoother. Merch’ll go out quicker, songs’ll go up quicker, emails answered within, ooh, six months. Sheeet, I might even get round to that Wayne’s World styled chat show I was thinking about earlier this year.

Anyway. I’m getting ahead of myself. I need your help here. My friends – how can I make this site the Best Artist Site On The Interwebs?

— Sunday, November 16th, 2008

So, I got some (ha!) sleep, and I listened to the noises Birddogg was making up here while I was down in New York, doing whatever it was I was doing in New York. Like, there’s some ill stuff. But one in particular is just tremendous. it is mighty. It fills my heart. And prefectly fits so many of the raps I was writing in New York, tempom flow, everything. So, what I’ve done, is draw various raps, and bits of raps, together, to create this New York song that’s been brewing all the time I’ve been here. It is best I get it out now, before I FORGET.

Annoyingly, the necassary component is missing. So piss.

Bad: All the stuff I bought last week – food, drink, socks, weed – is gone. Mostly. I got a lot of Ritz crackers, peanut butter and macaroni.
Good: There’s a Death’s Head Moth on my window. (See right)
Bad: There is animal shit by my window.
Good: The air outside is fresh and envigorating.
Bad: The air in the top level of the house, in which I am supposed to be dwelling, is thick with the stink of animal and of animal excrement.

I went to turn on the sauna earlier, and nearly trod in cat shit. Or dog shit. It could be both. Whatever. It’s like, wow, sauna! Oh, catshit. Wow! Oh. Wow! Oh.
Etc. So, I wanted to go into town and get a job today, to pay for my ticket back to New York, but waited about for people to come with me rather than just doing it, and the end result is it’s super late now, too late to get a job anywhere, and everyone’s going into town to go out, save me, who must stay at home cos he has no ID (this is a worry), and it’s too far to chance not being allowed in anywhere.

A ha!

So I should write more now. I wrote a bunch earlier. Phil is worrying that Amy has forotten his ass, as she went in her tiny car to take Cecelia and James over an hour ago. But she hasn’t forgotten him. It’s just miles from ShanGayKen to Woodstoock! A HA!

I just asked Spiky if he has a message for the world. He said, “spitroast!” So there you go.

— Saturday, July 24th, 2004