Dean Blunt
“King James”

It was recently announced that Dean Blunt and Inga Copeland, together known as Hype Williams, are officially no longer affiliated, but both artists have been active nonetheless — Dean Blunt especially. Just recently, Blunt did a fantastic interview with Interview Magazine (Russia), posted a couple videos from a casting call for an upcoming play (Boo’d Up, Winter 2013), and has been performing in select cities around the world, including this recent show in NY.

And now we have a new song, “King James,” the title of which references either this guy or this guy (or both or neither [or nothing or everything]). The MP3’s tags (which are in Russian) seem to indicate that the song is track 3 of a release called Island of Stone, but who the fuck knows. In any case, Blunt, over a cut-up sample processed through a sweeping comb filter effect, seems to be in yet another ruminative and inquisitive mindset à la The Redeemer. And it’s as raw as ever.

Stream below and download while you can.

• Dean Blunt: https://soundcloud.com/cplnd

Dean Blunt

“King James”

It was recently announced that Dean Blunt and Inga Copeland, together known as Hype Williams, are officially no longer affiliated, but both artists have been active nonetheless — Dean Blunt especially. Just recently, Blunt did a fantastic interview with Interview Magazine (Russia), posted a couple videos from a casting call for an upcoming play (Boo’d Up, Winter 2013), and has been performing in select cities around the world, including this recent show in NY.

And now we have a new song, “King James,” the title of which references either this guy or this guy (or both or neither [or nothing or everything]). The MP3’s tags (which are in Russian) seem to indicate that the song is track 3 of a release called Island of Stone, but who the fuck knows. In any case, Blunt, over a cut-up sample processed through a sweeping comb filter effect, seems to be in yet another ruminative and inquisitive mindset à la The Redeemer. And it’s as raw as ever.

Stream below and download while you can.

• Dean Blunt: https://soundcloud.com/cplnd

Unicorn Hard-On

“Wet Pet”

Like the trippy composite on the sleeve of her Weird Universe LP, the music of Unicorn Hard-On’s got layers, buds, all of ‘em technicolor and dripping with detail: sky view, color field, the figure of a human female, dimensional folds. Each listen to a Valerie Martino session reveals 13% more striking elements than previously observed — another pocket of hi-fi synth bursts off in the left channel, another rhythm pounded out with deliberation between the pulses of the bass drum, another arpeggio conjured from nowhere and squeezed in alongside squalling siblings. Martino knows her way around a table crammed to capacity with Korgs. Three generations of Electribes (we’re talkin’ ER-1, EA-1, ESX-1) share beat duties and blanket the grid with enough input to sufficiently stimulate any number of hard-to-please mythological beasts, much less us.

I hear “Wet Pet” and right quick I think of the soundtrack for the Super Nintendo game Earthbound, all overlapping rhythms and squelchy leads and harmonically consonant good time vibes — but only because, after continual exposure back then, video game music supersedes all other touchstones in my brain. That arpeggio from 0:33 to 0:47, for example, screams “Jenova Theme” until it slips back into the rainbow goop. But that’s just me; I’m a geek. Look, e.g., at that semicolon. Choose your own lens, y’all: underground noise, Detroit techno, drone, contemporary synth composition. All of them lurk somewhere in here (and, like, kinda everywhere?), but it doesn’t matter when the beats hit and the synth voices heat up and start to fry. Quoth Martino: “What people used to call noise — now they call it the ‘experimental underground.’ At this point, I don’t even know what to call the scene or my music; I just want to make sounds that are beautiful and weird.” Word. You def got there, U H-O.

Weird Universe drops September 30 via Midwest America’s most reliable wormhole to the cosmos, Spectrum Spools. You can preorder the LP from the eMego site now.

• Unicorn Hard-On: http://www.tangledhares.com
• Spectrum Spools: http://editionsmego.com/releases/spectrum-spools

Eola

Ye

New Camp Records could literally be a tongue-in-cheek reference to the music they release, considering they just put out a tape of choral loops by the amusing project Eola. Eola is just like any other rock & roll band, except none of the members ever learned how to play instruments, and they all wanted to be frontmen, so they all sing. That last line was purely speculation (a.k.a. I’m lying), because it’s just one guy. His name is Edwin Mathias White. I couldn’t find much information about Eola on the internet, except that they might be affiliated with Tonstartssbandht, a Florida band that recently both toured Russia and did a split cassette with Dirty Beaches.

Eola’s music is soaked in a blanket of vinyl warmth and reverb, applied liberally and in wide, sweeping strokes, like a bathtub full of honey. At times, it sounded like I was listening to a soundtrack for a flick that is all shots of horses trotting in the Alps, saturated with Swiss politics, the Russian national anthem, a grouping of solemn dwarves, Gregorian chants, and Fleet Foxes. Despite its reel-to-reel fidelity, Eola is not campy. Rather, it is full of wonder and spirit, like a silent film. Bold, gorgeous, and expressive. Listen below, and grip a tape today via New Camp Records.

• Eola: http://eola.bandcamp.com/album/ye
• New Camp Records: http://newcamprecords.bandcamp.com

Death Grips

“Birds”

“We’ve been and heard so much — what have we learned?
Not for one moment has the self been spurned;
Fools gather round and hinder our release.
When will their stale, insistent whining cease?
We have no freedom to achieve our goal
Until from Self and fools we free the soul.”
– فرید الدین عطار, The Conference of the Birds

I had to take my shirt off to preview this shit.

IS IT POSSIBLE TO TALK ABOUT DEATH GRIPS IN LOWERCASE?

I sat around thinking of early Hymie’s Basement, George Benson’s guitar tone, and that episode of Doctor Who with the Daleks’ asylum planet.

APPARENTLY NOT.

I remembered some girl at some punk show 10 years ago telling me my “skin smelled like Clearasil;” it still stung.

BUT WHO WOULD GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THAT?

I thought about the shards of Zach Hill’s dismembered drum kit still doing the rounds on Twitter and how, with anger at Death Grips’ apparently premeditated no-shows in Chicago and Boston still palpable (not to mention publicity-fueling), now does seem a good time to unexpectedly drop a new tune.

BUT THEY DON’T THINK LIKE THAT?

I remembered that DG have never been a band to build a fanbase through conciliation or positive vibes. The Fourth Wall is always too strong for that, and these guys break it without even being in the room. The birds in Farid ud-Din Attar’s Persian epic” may find themselves, a group on pilgrimage, reflected where they had once hoped to see God; but Death Grip’s fans are given an empty stage, no matter how hard they want them.

AND IT’S HARD.

Yeezus may have stolen, but Jesus has spoken:

“BEST DEATH GRIPS SONG SO FAR GOD DAMN I HAVENT BEEN THIS FUCKING NOIDED SINCE THE MONEY STORE RELEASE SHITT”
– “Birds” YouTube Comments, Thursday 22nd August 2013

• Death Grips: http://thirdworlds.net

[Photo: Libertinus]

Earn

“Stray”

Within this dome shall the ethereal take shape. Such as imagination. Such as the creation. Of what creation can the imagination form? Focus now and mentally encapsulate all memories at once. Witness life again and again. Follow the play-by-play of everything that beholds humanity as a transformed state of being. Fading in and out of moments in time, something imagined in the past comes to fruition and the shock of memory lapse, while momentum rattles the memories you once had. As if this dome were the dream-maker of reality, one could walk in a hobo and come out a millionaire. The theory goes that if you swat a fly after traveling back in time, that kill could potentially have a huge effect on what could have happened. So does the misinterpreted thoughts within this dome, but only of thought, cause, c’mon, time travel? Nahh! But this dome, right? One “Stray” memory can lead all creativity into excreting itself in front of you, pounding the side of this dome with your fists, curing its visions for showing you the Earn you’re placed in upon your inevitable demise.

On the real, outside of that dome are 300 copies of Earn’s new record Hell On Earth on which the track “Stay” is featured. Vinyl is white, and you can grip a copy through Bathetic Records.

• Earn: http://twitter.com/EkheinLTD
• Bathetic Records: http://batheticrecords.com

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