Royal and LeGinge totally transformed this horrible Diddy song (which somehow has over 110 million YouTube views). The intro is laid back, quiet and ethereal like the last blurry, muted seconds of life until an EXPLOSION of light rushes Read more
"Stay Young" and "Tears Apart" are the first two digital singles from the UK quartet Letters to Fiesta. While the post-punk, new wavvvvy pop crew did just hit the Internet (running quite fast), they have been together for a Read more
I can't believe it's almost the 20th anniversary of Illmatic, released in 1994. I was 7, Nas was 20, signed to Columbia, and working with some of the best producers available (ie. Pete Rock and Q-Tip).It's funny listening to Read more
Wordplay Saturday. You might be out in the sun, swimming or riding your bicycle, but I’m the house listening to rappers Toony Tunes and Captn Dan. I don’t know where they came from, Earmilk.com put them in my ears, though I’m assuming intergalactic space. A space somewhere in the middle of the Doom, Das Racist, and OFWGKTA quasars.
“Popadock” (or Anthony Mackie as some might remember) is full of lucid yet disconnected sentences. Like so much of wordplay rap it flows from serious, observational references concerning unfortunate social dynamics (i.e. cops and racism), to silly lines such as, “hitting banks like Tim Duncan” (which would be a ridiculous amount of banks). It’s good. And it all plays out on a looped up chillwave beat that floats in the background like animated weed smoke.
This is why you never cheat on crazy people. For real though, Charles Black produces, sings, raps – he is the auteur and curator of this dynamic sound, and really kills this cutter on all levels. I love a good storyteller, especially one with a unique perspective (at least in the rap world) when it comes to women and relationships.
Check out LA based rapper Charles Black’s full album REM @ http://charlesblk.com/
Doomy gloomy slow jams this Sunday morning with the Helsinki homies Frans Saraste and Vesa Hoikka, also known as Redder.
Audio noir is what I’d call “Faster”, the type of track that belongs on romantic, edgy, slow motion montages that slice between foggy oceanside drives and a hazy, low lit, drug heavy sex scenes. Put this on a love mix and thank the Redder Finns for getting you laid.
Following their success at the Glastonbury Emerging Talent Competition (where they placed 1st out of 8,000), Newcastle based Bridie Jackson & the Arbour have their soft, gentle feet floating just above the ground again.
The four-piece recently signed with Debt Records and have been putting out chilling folk ballads for the first half of 2013. Notice how their harmonizations sweep through like sudden gusts of perfume, immediately opening your senses to this unexpected pleasure. You turn around, wondering who that was. Or in this case, drag the digital needle to 0:00 and prepare for a second/third/fourth listen, absorbing the cello, the violin, and Bridie Jackson’s voice like you did Norah Jones in 2002.
Rapper Archie Bang voices some serious concerns on his track, “Blasphemy” - why did God give humans sexual organs and biological instincts to freak each other, then turn around and be like naw, you know what, that shit is sinful!? Seems real rude to me. Naturally, I think it’s backwards, and Bang thinks so too, but the great thing is, now that Kanye is God, I think he’s really going to loosen the restrictions on premarital sex. Probably on threesomes in Maybachs as well.
If you’re trying to be as hard as I am on a regular basis, you can go ahead and download this Archie Bang track for free.
The sun always shines in Austin, TX, but some days start with Klangkarussell, Will Heard, and improv dance scenes that really turn the morning into an electronic jazzfest that don’t ever stop (until someone kindly asks you to stop playing that fucking song on repeat).
The Austrian producer duo Klangkarussell (Tobias Rieser and Adrian Held) are beginning to blow up in Europe, keep an eye on their Soundcloud for more of these housey summacutz.
I’ve been loving this pair of Jungle jams for like 8 hours now, which has been a real treat because my favorite way to play music is to click play on a Soundcloud link every 6 minutes. It’s been a wonderfully interrupted day of work, but that’s only because the UK Jungle crew (is it one guy/girl?) decided they were going make electro soul for my heart and my loins, and there’s nothing too terrible about that.