食品まつりa.k.a foodman

Every day is a Foodman Celebration.
Every week is The Festival of Foodman.
Every month is Foodman History Month.

The History of Foodman:
食品まつり a.k.a foodman crawled out of a cosmic chrysalis suspended in the sky over Japan. His freshly constructed body, segmented into chunks of purple and green matter, ached with growing pains. As he began the descent to Earth, slipping downward inch by inch, his sore wings unfolded in all of their grandeur (flecked with crystalline pockets of color, iridescent, framed in lines of the deepest black) and these wings blocked out the sun for three days. Foodman didn’t know any better. He floated, stuporous and vaguely discontent. Shrouded in darkness, worried that some bitter god sought atonement for past transgressions, the populace began to pile culinary offerings outside of their homes. This seemed like a good idea. Spurred by the smell wafting up from the sudden victual flood, the space butterfly flapped his wings, tore out of his static orbit, and fell landward. As he plummeted toward the city, his wings were caught between two communication towers, tangled in wires and skewered by vast antennae. The wings snapped clean off of his cylindrical body, which plopped unceremoniously into the street for all to see. His gnarled form withered instantly, shredding decaying layers of green and purple flesh, shrinking down into the naked body of a man. No one dared approach him, considering him the sky-darkening deity incarnate, or just some really fucked up dude, as he slept for three more days face down against the concrete. On the seventh day, Foodman awoke to find the sun shining, and the forgotten piles of shrimp and rice and cucumber putrefying in the street. He picked up a shard of crystal from the husk of his broken wings, walked to a nearby cafe, and traded the crystal for a skewer of meat. Still groggy, but pulsing with potential, Foodman sat and ate.

Listen to “BIG BOOTY BITCH Foodman ブビ&ツヤ REMIX” and let your mind sketch out its own Foodman Mythos (NB: the presence of a titular Big Booty Bitch is purely optional). The music of Shokuhin Maturi contains enough bonkers ideas, mauled samples, and warped rhythms to stimulate your brain into joyful creation, listen after listen after listen. Here, Foodman pulverizes a kinetic electro-“ghettotech” cut from Japanese crew Nature Danger Gang into a clattering footwork rhythm somewhere behind his conjured bursts of hi-fi electronic chaos. After modern classic tapes on Orange Milk and Digitalis, the maestro returns with a tape on Noumenal Loom sometime soon. These eyes have rarely, if ever, been more peeled.

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Following up where Nicky Hendo-slice left off with Postlife Digital’s Nekophiliac (a tape which I HAD to snag the rEEality of…), Shisa comin’ at listeners with a heavy load of THE INTERNET. And them colors don’t run. No matter HOW sultry it gets, the sweat on your back will run it’s course. Whether you’re sitting at work, in class, on the subway or bus, it don’t matter, your phone/computer will DEFINITELY get it’s leeeean on…. to these beat sways and rhythm inversions. Oh, and the lady going 90’s post-apocalyptic is a WAY hawt Monday style. Next year’s Halloween costume anyone? Twinsees? I’m down.

Shisa may be too. The fellah been making music for a minute. Scope the Bandcamp below, and download his newest album here ASAP. Like, yesterday. Like, the day before it dropped files.

• Shisa:

Great Valley

Jaws of Evil

Every now and then, certain bands come along that push just about all of my musical buttons and Great Valley are definitely one of those bands. I feel like I get at least one of the tunes from their recent surreal opus Lizards of Camelot stuck in my head on a weekly basis, but not in a typical fashion. Great Valley excel at marrying pure pop sensibilities to utterly weird conceptual/musical ideas, and as a result, their tunes are at once instantly memorable yet always blurred and off in the best way possible. Consequently, their hooks often seep in subconsciously, so it’s not always obvious that the guitar riff that’s been incessantly looping in your brain came from a fractured song about lizard knights.

Jaws of Evil is Great Valley’s “lost ‘second album’” and it serves as another prime example of the band’s ability to subtly disguise their pop classicism as sonic experimentation. These tunes are concerned with the dichotomy between song and noise in a manner similar to the Olivia Tremor Control’s work but Great Valley plays this music with a sort of giddy punk abandon. This is deeply infectious work but it hides itself under layers of gloriously murky sonic debris. For instance, opening track “Junglejoy” begins with piercing drones before giving way to power pop riffing that would seem fairly normal if it weren’t for the warbly textural vocals, synth, and pitch shifted guitar that fill out the arrangement. Tracks like “Night Vision” and “U Can’t Kill Me” follow in a similar manner and illustrate the brilliance of Great Valley’s sonic prowess. By writing instrumental arrangements that don’t behave like typical pop arrangements, Great Valley naturally embed experimentation onto their songs at a foundational level and the tracks on Jaws of Evil serve to further examine the dichotomy between noise and song in their work.

Jaws of Evil is out May 6 via Spooky Town Tapes. You can streams selections from the record below:

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Clawing Into Black Sun [album teaser]

Remember Jnco jeans? Could there ever be an appropriate and/or spot on music choice that represents both Jnco’s aesthetic appeal and nostalgic shame-joy? WOLVHAMMER has not only taken that to the next level, but also just gave y’all an [album teaser] of their new Profound Lore release Clawing Into Black Sun out July 8. From the sparseness of this teaser, I’m hoping for more of that post-metal-wait-that-is-DEF-modern-metal-yeahhh-esque music that’s typical for Profound Lore’s standards of today’s world. Maybe I’ll call it nu-grump nostalgia.

Commendably, though, they sticking to their riffaging, and I can hop on board with anyone fulfilling personal joy, so keep on ROCKIN’, Profound Lore. And YOU, listener, if you’re so inclined to grip your teen angst by the barely post pubescent balls, and scope WOLVHAMMER’s Clawing Into Black Sun July 8!

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DJ Nate


Enter DJ Nate’s BRAND NEW circle of lethal melancholia:
in zone A: “ Lonely, lonely/ With no where to go
in zone B: “Ball his ass up/ Ball his ass up
some killer-ass Inter-Zone Athletics pop off
straight lit up off them vintage Da Trak Genious toms

Could this mean a full album of new footwork-style material from DJ Nate? In the BAKAMAN’s words:



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• Planet Mu:

Bryant Canelo

“Steven Seagal - On Deadly Ground (demo)”

I know this makes me the star AND movie “Steven Seagal - On Deadly Ground” because I’m not sure if Bryant Canelo wants me posting this up or not. Or linking his Twitter account to this post and divulging in unearthing more mystique. But I cannot help myself. “Steven Seagal - On Deadly Ground” is beyond repeatable. It’s the first taste. Even though the beat villain released 928 under his name for the first time just a few days ago, “Steven Seagal - On Deadly Ground” takes the cake. Here’s why…

I’m sitting around at work doing nothing ‘cause fuck-it-all, Bryant sends me another link to his SoundCloud page, I’m listening, and around the 38 second mark, the song changes pace: lush guitar and drummin’ keys perfectly leveled in sound equally complementing the vocals that pour in. “No way” comes in and sounds a bit familiar, but the lyrics keep hitting, and then he coughs, and I KNOW it’s Bryant. Yeah. That him singing in that breathy and trailing off voice I had been used to hearing in conversation and not (verbally) through song. And it’s complete anti-beat instrumental mix in the back just softly trumpets out into a sync’d NON-sync’d measure of discord that flutters off into the wave.

“Steven Seagal - On Deadly Ground” co-staring Bryant Canelo streaming below:

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