DJ Final Trip
In August 2010, a guy named Johnny started uploading (shitty, IMO) remixes of Susan Boye, Lady Gaga, and Britney Spears. But by the end of the month, Johnny, a.k.a. DJ Final Trip, was uploading weird sound experiments on his synth, such as “House Renegade” and later “Distractions Will Keep us Alive.” By the end of the year? We were treated to some surprisingly interesting noise tracks — including an 18-minute cut called “Pagan Misanthrope With The Number Of The Beast” and (my favorite) “Pretentiosity” — as well as an extremely muffled beat that he made for his hero Lil B.
Then came footwork. In 2011, DJ Final Trip was releasing a shitload of bizarre tracks with a footwork/based inflection, such as “Based Food Diet,” “Dream Girl,” and “Ocean With No Map.” He also released a musique concrète-meets-footwork track called “Truly Alone,” a satirical interview where he calls himself a composer, and a video of him showing off his hair. There’s even a “How to Be Like DJ Final Trip” on wikiHOW.
Sure, no one’s really given him the time of day, despite his many releases. But his presence — as a person, musician, and self-mythologizing (performance) art project — is kinda hard to ignore. Is this a Lil B meets DJ Rashad meets Daniel Johnston meets Nurse with Wound sorta thing? Not really. But maybe a satirist fucking with some music and having a laugh on the way? The journalist in me wants to know the answer, but the remaining 95% doesn’t give a fuck. Just check out “Adderall,” a track that DJ Final Trip, the self-proclaimed “leader of the #SIT movement,” sent to us. As he put it himself, it’s a “Goth-Juke Banger.”
• DJ Final Trip: http://www.twitter.com/djfinaltrip
• DJ Final Trip: http://www.djfinaltrip.bandcamp.com
• DJ Final Trip: http://www.last.fm/music/dj+final+trip
• DJ Final Trip: http://www.youtube.com/cryptodahfinaltrip
We’re contractually obligated to cover music coming from Hippos in Tanks, which is why we’re posting about Outer Limitz. The project, essentially Sam Mehran (of short-lived group Test Icicles), has just dropped a single for “I Kontact.” Keywords: narco-VHS, iTunesOuterLimitz, R&B&POP, MTVHive, 1NF1D3LC0WB0Y, GetThaFuckOuttaMyEar. This music will/won’t/shouldn’t change the world.
“Footprints Filled” reminds me why I love LOAD Records. It’s also helping to solidify 2012 as an amazing year for “heavy” music, because White Suns are heavy, both literally and figuratively… or wait, I mean, I’m not saying they’re overweight and shit, but, like, it’s loud and also an epic trip. Listen to “Footprints Filled” here:
I don’t know what the bat that pissed in guitarist Andrew Elstner’s eye was thinking, because Torche might just be one of the best things to happen to sludge-pop since the Meat Puppets. By now, you’ve probably snagged “Kicking” — the balls-out, horns-up first single. Now, the Floridians have shared another track from their upcoming Harmonicraft (due April 24). “Reverse Inverted” has the same crunchy goodness you’ve come to expect from Torche, along with some downright hummable solos to add just enough pop to cut through the muck. There’s also a nice, Sabbath-y groove that sprawls throughout — hey, great bands with bat problems think alike. If you’re not a bat and you’re a fan of early, pre-suckage Foo Fighters or Houdini-era Melvins, be sure to give “Reverse Inverted” a listen.
The Money Store [album stream]
Death Grips just wowed the world a few hours ago by getting Pitchfork to post this sweet picture from Coachella, alerting the “proper authorities” if you get me, and now they’re deciding (via Twitter) to share the whole damn Money Store album over a week ahead of its April 24 release date.
Go ahead and listen to it from back to front. Maybe even leave a comment, like “so killer,” or, “just preordered the vinyl!” or “just saw this at http://www.tinymixtapes.com interesting site btw.”
Also don’t forget their tour starts May 5.
[Photo: Natalie Kardos]
To kick off both FriFri der 13th and his Hubble tour, Ben Greenberg provides you with exit music, “Hubble Escape.” Nothing says getting the fuck out of New York than the movie Escape from New York accompanied by a meandering soundtrack. And this is Hubble I’m writing about here; technology-gaping, delay-echo absorbed, an infinity of notes: SHREDDER. Maybe not shred in terms of let’s fucking shred, but in terms of a human being who transcends sound by gutting craft. Witness it above, and check out Hubble’s dates at Northern Spy.