Gucci Mane & Young Thug
Young Thugga Mane La Flare
“It’s holiday season, bitch!”
If there’s anything Gucci Mane cares about more than 4/20, it’s Easter Sunday. And on this Easter Sunday, one day after fetishists raided local record stores to buy rare, collectible, Discogs-ready releases (oops, we forgot to publish a guide!), Gucci Mane has released the family-friendly Young Thugga Mane La Flare mixtape with Young Thug. Appropriately enough, the mixtape — originally slated for an April 1 release — is hosted by DJ Holiday. Gucci Mane: cute as usual.
Download Young Thugga Mane La Flare here or stream it below.
“Summer Games” / “Studio 69”
Blues Control are set to release a brand-new song tomorrow as part of Space Project, a Record Store Day release where 14 different artists have crafted songs that incorporate sounds recorded by NASA’s 1977 Voyager space probes. NPR is streaming the whole collection, so go over there and at least listen to “Blues Danube” (dedicated to J.J. Cale). A new Blues Control song is like a redwood seed in terms of growth over time, so please don’t ask for any kind of worthwhile description until 2017, but do let me know if you’re planning on getting the “7-inch box set” edition of Space Project so I can jump you outside of the record store.
Hey wait, that’s not even what I meant to write about! You see, there’s an even fresher pair of redwood seeds that just got planted on SoundCloud: “Summer Games” and “Studio 69.” Using my powers of perception, I’m going to say that these two tracks (recorded in 2009 and 2011, respectively) will be released on May 5 as a cassette single via the band’s own Managing Expectations sorta-label.
Though notoriously hard to pin down genre-wise, Blues Control go whole-hog on the musical and conceptual fronts every time, taking both the soft essence and hard existence of particular sounds in the collective consciousness (the digital doorbell in “Frankie’s Problem,” the grandfather clock in “On Through the Night,” the X-mas-to-a-child of their holiday single, the Olympic/Disco vibes of these tracks) and jamming with them into some sort of utopian bar-rock infinity.
…Okay, let me try to put this in plainer TMT terms:
people know how important Blues Control is right?
— JAMES FERRARO (@LIL_ICEBUNNY) January 6, 2014
05.06.14 - Santiago, Chile - Teatro Diana
05.08.14 - Santiago, Chile - Club Radicales
05.09.14 - Santiago, Chile - Bar Loreto
06.27.14 - Brooklyn, NY - Silent Barn
• Blues Control: http://grupabluescontrol.com
“La Cueva” feat. Chancha vía Circuito
There’s peering into a forest from its terminus, your mind’s eye giving shape to indistinguishable shadows, and then there’s wandering deep within, so deep you lose yourself in games of mushroom hunting and amateur entomology.
Argentinian instrument-maker Barrio Lindo’s 2012 EP, Sistema Respiratorio, accomplished something like the former, but its follow-up, 2013’s Libres, was all latter. That project’s standout track, “La Cueva,” now serves as the first single for Lindo’s debut LP, Menoko, which contains five of Libres’ six songs, along with seven new tracks, all of which are streaming on the Project Mooncircle Bandcamp page.
Don’t make like a tree and leave; do like a dryad and enjoy the sylvan video for “La Cueva” above, and if you like, then consider picking up Menoko on purple vinyl or cassette from this hhv.de site way over yonder. Just don’t forget your way back to the wind farm.
• Barrio Lindo: https://soundcloud.com/barriolindo
• Chancha via Circuito: https://soundcloud.com/chanchaviacircuito
• Shame On You Ninja: https://www.facebook.com/shameonyouninja
• Project: Mooncircle: http://www.projectmooncircle.com
Yo No Soy Como Tú EP
So, I came home late last night and my sig-nif was way-way sick. I’m not sure what was wrong. It was either kidneys or gas. It was, “It always feels like I’m sick and you’re never.” It was in a weird way that, but not that. Maybe it’s how they say the sicker you are earlier in life, the less you are when you’re older because you build up a tolerance. But if you DON’T get sick often when you’re younger, your resiliency over time wears off, and you realize you’ve been sick all this time. Or like the movie the 12th Knight and Antonio learns a new language in a couple hours. NAHH! No way he could no something like, like how Barcelonians have lisps because one time they had a king with a lisp, and then everyone spoke with one to not embarrass the king. Well, okay – point is we all have some weird characters within us: day/night, red-moon/eclipse, tides/flow, etc./etc.
No Babies is tite ‘cause they (five-piece fuck-punk group from Oakland, Calif.) keep it on the real raw with their newest EP Yo No Soy Como Tú on Upset The Rhythm in 7-inch format (PRE-ORDER). To be released May 5, Yo No Soy Como Tú packs a sorta joyful punch in the face that I’m much more comfortable listening to at work that probably anywhere else. If I had it rollin’ straight digital with me on the LIE, I’d probably run someone off the road, find a crossbow somewhere, and hunt ‘em down. LEGIT. Not really. But No Babies ain’t no joke. Grip Yo No Soy Como Tú EP on 7-inch NOW, and keep it on the tease steaming below:
“Suck Out The Reason”
There’s “minimal” and then there’s “techno” and then there’s “minimal techno” and then there’s Prostitutes. Cleveland resident Jim Donadio’s mind-rending electronic explorations under his nightwalking moniker have spooked and/or hypnotized droopy-eyed heads in basement DIY spaces, probably “clubs” somewhere, and your living room for going on four years now. I imagine Donadio with the words “STARK” and “BLEAK” tatted across his knuckles, with the “K” crammed onto the final finger of each hand with another letter, pummeling our eardrums with these words over and over. STARK BLEAK STARK BLEAK STARK BLEAK “alright we get it” STARK BLEAK “yeah yeah” STARK BLEAK (this is where you cross the threshold) “ohhhhh don’t ever let it stop.” As each new element arrives in his mixes, complicating the muffled thud with an extra offbeat, cymbal crash, or synth bubble, expectations crumble and new layers of savagery compile over the ruins. You wonder, “Will it be safe for me to walk home later?” It will probably not be safe. With Prostitutes as your bad omen, you start considering other options.
After releases on Digitalis, Opal Tapes, and his own label Stabudown, Donadio preps a full-length LP called Petit Cochon (French for “please someone help me”) for the Midwest’s finest zone emporium, Spectrum Spools. Check out the three minutes of “Suck Out the Reason,” below, and watch detachedly as your limbs start to move. Cool, yeah, that’s cool. First the arms, now the legs. You’re up on your feet. You’re spinning. You’re cowering in the corner. The track ends suddenly, like right when it seemed to be seriously heating up. Sorry pal. This is the way of Prostitutes. Buy the album, due May 12, and get to know him better.