Breaking down mashup monster Girl Talk

By | May 18th, 2011 | 2 Comments

Mashup master and shameless sample slanger Girl Talk has shows at the Fillmore on Thursday and Friday night. As I mentioned in last week’s ticket giveaway post, I expect us all to drown dancing in a rising tide of our own sweat before Girl Talk gets through with us. In other words, I’m excited. Girl Talk (born Gregg Gillis) is touring on his fifth studio album, All Day, which is available for free and legal download on As with his previous output, All Day features a disparate and seemingly countless array of samples — everything from Black Sabbath to Trina — mashed together into tracks with the uncanny ability to turn staid human beings into ecstatic satyrs. I say “seemingly countless” because the magazine Fast Company and artist Tiffany Farrant did count the number of samples in each track of All Day and then neatly displayed them in an infographic.

Above is the breakdown of “Oh No”, track one on All Day, which splices up Slick Rick, The Doors, and The Ramones, to name a few. You can see the full All Day breakdown on

Not easily impressed? Then head over to Mashup Breakdown, where you can listen to All Day in its entirety and visually track its hopscotch path from one sample to another. Hard to explain, all too easy to get sucked in by. Just click the image below to see what I’m talking about.

As I alluded to above, we gave away two tickets to the Girl Talk show last week. For the scores of you who didn’t win, Sweat Records has a ridiculous Girl Talk giveaway, which includes tickets and a chance to meet Gregg Gillis, going on until 4 p.m. today. [Update: Contest closed.]

Good luck! Hope to see you in the Girl Talk Mash Pit this weekend.

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Digital Dionysus: Girl Talk at Fillmore (ticket giveaway)

By | May 9th, 2011 | 63 Comments
Girl Talk

Girl Talk working the Wilma Theater in Missoula, Montana -- photo by Lydia Winants

Touring on his fifth studio album, All Day, Gregg Gillis aka Girl Talk is playing at the Fillmore Miami Beach on May 19 and May 20. I say “playing” even though the word doesn’t quite describe Girl Talk’s thang: sampling anything from Lennon to Soulja Boy in sonic mashups that will, without fail and within seconds, transform a live crowd of reasonably inhibited individuals into a sweat-slicked tribe of 21st Century satyrs thirsty for the sacrificial blood of digital goats.

I saw Girl Talk in Chicago on New Year’s Eve 2009. It was 18 degrees outside and, within moments of Gillis taking the stage, about 180 degrees inside. Gillis was then touring on Feed The Animals, an album title he delivered on in spades, force feeding us an unquantifiable array of sonic samples that made us swing like monkeys until we stunk like pigs. I left the venue ten pounds skinnier, drenched in alcohol (mine and not mine) and sweat (ditto), and so overheated it took a minute for me to realize it was literally freezing outside.

I’ve regained those ten pounds in the last year and a half, but that’s only part of why I can’t wait for Girl Talk’s gigs next week. Mostly it’s because I’m expecting Gillis, the Digital Dionysus, to reduce the Fillmore to a heap of rubble with all of us, drenched and ecstatic, buried inside.

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