Dean Blunt meets James Ferraro
“Watch The Throne”

Just another Friday night waiting for another reason to write about either Dean Blunt or James Ferraro, and what do I get? A Blunt/Ferraro collaboration called “Watch The Throne”! The 18-minute performance, recorded live to an incredibly talkative audience November 3 at the Soho House in Beverly Hills (after Blunt’s puzzling “White Flight” performance at the OHWOW Gallery earlier that day), features Blunt on vocals/Fender Rhodes and Ferraro on grand piano. Yes, you read that right: rather than being some sort of odd meeting between Blunt’s gritty comatose aesthetic and Ferraro’s crisp HD visions, “Watch The Throne” is marked instead by impressionistic chords, spacious phrasings, and suspended rhythms. Blunt’s vocals are as disconnected as the mood, with both artists seemingly feeling their way through this pensive, meandering number.

It’s unclear whether “Watch the Throne” refers to the collaboration, this particular performance, or something else (like, say, a collaboration between Jay-Z and Kanye West?), but in any case, there is a “Watch the Throne” tour coming soon, and I’m going to be all over it. Check out the performance here:

Meanwhile, Hippos In Tanks released James Ferraro’s new album Sushi earlier this week and is set to release a remixed/remastered version of Blunt’s The Narcissist II mixtape on November 26. Life is good.

• Dean Blunt and Inga Copeland:
• James Ferraro:!/JFerraro_zip
• Hippos In Tanks:

Chocolate Grinder Mix 66

Positive Vibrations for the End of the World

I can see sunlight breaking through all of the dead and dying branches in that tree. It hums a warm tune and falls down between the cracks in the concrete where footsteps skid and thump like broken drum beats.

“Outta the street kid!” the neighbor yells at me, as he skids his car, filled with his family, around me. “We don’t have time for your prancing around!” The car disappears around the corner into the long line of cars trying to get out of town.

I don’t understand why they’re trying to get out of here, I think to myself. I thought it was the entire world that was ending, not just our city.

Looking up, I see that a large cloud has moved in. It has nearly covered up the entire sun. Only two solitary beams of light still shine through. I can’t tell if they reach the Earth or not.

Stream below, and subscribe to our podcast here.

[00:00] AyGeeTee - “As Dreaming Angels Do”
[01:18] MiNdToUcHbeaTs - “MoNSooN”
[02:31] Tough Fuzz - “For What It’s Worth”
[02:58] aaronmaxwell - “highschool crush”
[04:05] ahnnu - “canopoli”
[05:13] Constrobuz - “Black Dirt”
[06:08] Space Ghost - “Sneaky/Sensual”
[08:27] DJ DJ TANNER - “The Forest Holds Its Breathe”
[09:25] Obey City - “Ronin Strut”
[11:40] Olsen Twinns - “Weird Lives”
[14:04] MONTGOMERY WORD - “taco tuesday”
[14:29] Kuhn - “We’re Gonna Make It”
[18:20] RAJA - “Vapor Trails (Jeans Wilder Redux)”
[20:28] Magical Mistakes - “Supermoon Crashed featuring Mutual Benefit”
[24:32] Monster Rally - “Blame”
[26:47] MONTGOMERY WORD - “drty clothes”
[27:37] AyGeeTee - “Island”

Mykki Blanco

Cosmic Angel: Illuminati Prince/ss [mixtape]

OH FUCK. Acid punk rapper Mykki Blanco has just dropped her debut mixtape, Cosmic Angel: Illuminati Prince/ss. Production by Brenmar, Gatekeeper, Gobby, Flosstradamus, Le1f, and more. Download it here (UNO NYC), here (DatPiff), or stream right here:

In other news, Blanco has just joined Death Grips’ US tour. OH FUCK.

• Mykki Blanco:

Monopoly Child Star Searchers

“Aviary’s Black Satin Stargate”

Leave it all behind, and arrive at the glass temple of melt. At dusk, the fortress is worn from winds of the night before. As the day turns, the interior drumming attracts friends who come bearing conduction gifts to help support the evening ahead. Plumes drift out of various holes and entrances of the structure, signaling those beyond our stretches of imagination. And as ritual presents itself in art amongst the walls, floatation occurs on the rocks above and, slowly, fluid conduction encapsulates the exterior. Flying friends flee and “Aviary’s Black Satin Stargate” opens above, striking down blots of light and might. The finest sands harden to the consistency of glass, and through the shell, faces both like and unlike humans peer through. Gazes so deep that these attached visages seem almost unhindered by force of weather surrounding the area. Star searching is complete; the birds have signaled the dimensional pathway; and beyond has returned. Are we on our way home? November 16, you can find out through Underwater Peoples.

• Underwater Peoples:
• Charles Berlitz:

Joe Cool

“Space Shuttle”

New Orleans up-and-comer Joe Cool bears no physical resemblance to Snoopy’s alias of the same name, but he’s a far superior rapper: a little bit sultry, plenty spry, and perhaps most refreshingly, socially conscious. His short-but-sweet take on the Scarface classic “Space Shuttle” includes commentary on electoral apathy, vengeful boyfriends, and the sad fact that “the teachers make less money than the trash man.” Cool’s new mixtape, Driver’s Ed, comes out in December.

• Joe Cool:

Babe, Terror

“Lifantastic I “

This one is for you, dude or dudette who loves dance but doesn’t like to actually dance. What to do with yourselves in such a situation anyway? The answer is choreography. Okay, now that might sound highly offensive to someone like Renée Archibald, who choreographed the silhouettes found in this amazing clip in conjunction with one of NY’s most brilliant video makers, EyeBodega.

But what can I say? The video features layers of shadowy figures waving their arms about in time to this music’s engrained hypnogogia for about nine minutes. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. In fact, there’s everything right with it; not a single one of those nine minutes (or any of the seconds in between) is in the slightest way boring. Look at the colors, yes, but perhaps more importantly, listen to them; to the deep evergreens, mellow purples, and vibrant yellows strobing systematically. The beat plodding ahead while also imploding on itself in a subdued supernova — all the 2AMs at clubs happening across the world occurring in one sonic space.

Yes, with EyeBodega’s help, Brazil’s Babe, Terror has created something especially special here, however extremely difficult to properly describe on this Knights record, which is available on an etched vinyl you apparently have to play from the inside out. Appropriate, since the record itself sounds like it’s slowly turning itself inside out — a celestial journey that’s finding its way into a center, exploring the already-familiar (in re-warped/refigured samples) to greater depth than I think I’ve ever heard, rather than reaching outward into a blank and negative abyss.

Babe, Terror’s Knights is available now from many distributors, but not likely for long. Check the YouTube source page for links.

• Babe, Terror:
• Phantasy Sound:


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