DJ Spinn / DJ Rashad
“She Turnt Up”
TMT’s been keeping tabs on DJ Spinn and DJ Rashad ever since the two MPC-totin’ stoners met in homeroom at South Holland, IL’s Thorwnwood High School (Check it out! I can do research!). Their latest track, “She Turnt Up,” continues to see these mainstay Tekz changing up their sound to suit the context — in this case, not only for the circle, but also for DJ Spinn’s forthcoming EP, TEKLIFE Vol. 2: What You Need. It’s a classic collaboration à la “We Trippy Mane,” with Spinn foregrounding the vocal clips and Rashad presumably holding things down with the dark, moody chords that typify the Ghetto Tekz’ sound of late. But it’s also got plenty of ghetto house flavor for the old schoolers, particularly with the line “She off the molly smoking reggie sipping orange juice/ She buss it open for the bros that hoe be getting loose.” Check it:
With already four tracks released to the public, boasting collaborations with Rashad, DJ Manny, DJ Gant-Man, and Traxman, and sampling the likes of Kanye West and Beyoncé, it’s probably safe to expect DJ Spinn’s TEKLIFE Vol. 2: What You Need to be both future-forward and respectful of house music’s forebears. Look for it in September via Lit City Trax.
Chocolate Grinder Mix 56
How does a musician create soul on an entirely digital platform? Maybe manipulate female vocals to such a twitchy or distorted point that it begins to rub off as some sort of virtual emotion. Maybe that’s my focus here. Maybe the future is losing concept of reality, gaining more of a virtual audience. Imagine the arms of statue Venus de Milo. In what cavernous underground tomb does that rubble lie? Think of all the matriarchies left to burn because of the plight of violence over voice. What does birth look like as the baby? You don’t remember being there at life. Think about a body shutting down a rape pregnancy. All the “shh” you mimicked and implied to her. Trying to say anything about [it] only suggests the presence of a topic that maybe or may not need to exist. The devil is in the details. Even subjecting a listener to a mix makes me a monster. Maybe. Repeat yourself, I didn’t want to hear what you’re about to say.
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[00:00] Onra - “Opium Delirium”
[01:25] Azealia Banks - “FANTASEA”
[04:01] Jam City - “Her”
[06:29] TNGHT - “Higher Ground”
[09:31] Slava - “I’ve Got Feelings Too”
[11:45] Evian Christ - “Horses in Motor”
[15:06] Ital - “Doesn’t Matter (If You Love Him)”
[20:51] Mediafired - “Pixies”
[22:44] Mark Van Hoen - “Holy Me”
[24:30] Brogan Bentley - “Ask When I’m Night”
“Only In My Dreams”
Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti, who made #7 on LA Weekly’s linkbait list of “The 20 Worst Hipster Bands” (find your own link if you need to see it), has just released a new video for single “Only In My Dreams.” According to director Travis Peterson, “Some people dream in black and white, some in color, and some people dream only in sound. Ariel Pink dreams in VHS.” Check out the video above, starring Ariel Pink himself… in pink!
Mature Themes is out now on 4AD.
Whenever one of Bernardino Femminielli’s songs comes on, the lamp next to my desk turns off. Lights built into the floor that I didn’t know were there softly flicker to life and beam up into my brow. I lift my eyes curiously and turn around… and he’s there. In all his bearded, white tuxedo’d glory. Mic in hand, cable wrapped sleazily around his wrist as he sways slowly toward me. “O Sodoma,” he coos. And closer still, and closer yet, and he whispers into my ear…
…and it’s a little weird. But it doesn’t matter, because I want him. It’s bad. I want him bad, and it’s bad. And it’s because this music is so bad. So sexy bad. Bad bad. Good bad. Great bad. Bad good, you know, the best bad in the worst way, and I fall for it, and you sure as hell will too.
And then the sax solo. That’s done by a guy named Renaud Seguin. I want him too, almost as bad.
“O Sodoma” will appear on a forthcoming 7-inch from Japanese label MIND Records, although I can’t seem to find a website for them anywhere. Watch for it anyway.
• Femminielli: http://soundcloud.com/femminielli
“SAVE THE PLANET ♲ 100% pure H Y D R A T I O N : O2 REMIXED”
James Ferraro, who likes his oxygen from a bar, his cheese cakes from a factory, and his cookes with breast milk, has done the CG Liquid capoeira fountain dance and come up with a new album, presumably titled HYDRATION ♲ : SAVE THE PLANET ☮ and presumably by his BODYGUARD group (it’s a group now, right?). The track below, titled (I think) “SAVE THE PLANET ♲ 100% pure H Y D R A T I O N : O2 REMIXED,” sees BODYGUARD at their most sensory-overloaded, with sounds aimed at penetrating listeners from every which way, fluttering sensually and lovingly from behind HD flatscreens, from within the company Prius, from between lip-gloss’d lips, from a Hello Kitty spa in Dubai. Here, gun-cocks are replaced with unsheathing swords, hi-hats replaced with gasps, and snares replaced with an electronic blip, while an electric guitar wails in the postmodern lounge area. It’s sexualized ecology, aestheticized global warming, the sound of culture eating itself.
HYDRATION ♲ : SAVE THE PLANET ☮ is out in September via Hippos in Tanks. More info soon.
Coyote Clean Up x Daytime Television
Best cam-version movie I ever downloaded was Crank 2. That grainy camera filter matched the movie’s ambition to continually one-up itself, with a digital smear serving as a reminder of the brash content in this day and age, as well as a subconscious visual censor. The sound was so blown out — holy shit, the limo shootout scene was pure noise: guns spitting, yelling, music on music, squealing tires, glass breaking… they were all “cam’d” at the same volume level.
It’s triply my favorite when musicians do this type of thing. Usually it’s in a sound-mash sort of way, as it is here with “McKayla Scowl” by Coyote Clean Up and Daytime Television, but they went that extra visual step, and that’s exciting. Having musician expression beyond my ears, especially for a song without lyrical direction, is always risky. The visual experience should remain just as personal in thought as the track, but still provide some sort of creative direction in the viewer’s/listener’s thoughts. So bring on the beat and trance, smear it with a little (LOT) of digital presentation doubt, and we’ve the perfect example: “McKayla Scowl.” Also, my boii Daytime Television here is from my hometown Dayton, OH. #Ibereppinmycity