“Out Of Our Heads”
Caked in layers of 2012 grime, Lantern prevails yet again, only this time encapsulating the spirit of rock ‘n’ roll. Dream Mine is the soundtrack to replacing your parents’ family wall photos with staples and their severed ears. And “Out Of Our Heads” is just the perfect example of how Lantern kicks off their embodiment of rock ‘n’ roll via Dream Mine. Actually, it’s the second track, but the first “song.” The album’s first track is a fellah stating “Don’t say much,” and then it’s eardrum-rupturing motorcycle-revving for around a minute.
Just, if you’re into rock ‘n’ roll or are looking to make the ultimate rock ‘n’ roll album, take notes from Dream Mine. Shoot, take notes from “Out Of Our Heads.” It’s like, get your nobs at the level of almost blown out and then crush. The ambiance and world built in this album is inescapably face-tearing, and your forced fist-pumping will end up causing some type of damage, somewhere. Thank you, Bathetic!
A Place To Bury Strangers
With the new video for “Leaving Tomorrow,” a cut off Worship, noise-rockers A Place to Bury Strangers have given me yet another reason to keep my wits about me whenever I’m in Central Park. When you least expect it, creepy turban-clad Druids will take chase. The self-directed clip also includes spooky potion-making and and zombies, because why not? Can’t wait to see what these guys come up with around Halloween.
Chocolate Grinder Mix 59
BasedMix: Let’s Talk Strawberries
Becoming first-person female. Where do you want me; where do you want to be? Look at the time. Pervert it all into a million flavors. Harsh realms in lines of sizzling gray. Sharp rain. Swell within the void of transformation. Strawberries. Find the area that most disguises identity and follow the alternative path. Not back or forward, but veer off and see where this path leads. I’m sweltering dimension. I’m heat with one leg. I’m me facing me waving at me. Strawberries. Mirrors are inherent to lying. What exactly am I tugging? Voice behind words behind seeds within taste. Strawberries. In the yard. The largest patches I could pick. To eat and become. Cycling nature. Beaded up in the most universal way. Subconscious progression. Inversion of sexuality. Survival in cross-world mindsets. Strawberries. Strawberries bring me back. Bring me to taste buds. To humanity. Oh…
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[00:00] Rick Ross - “King of Diamonds”
[00:05] Mark Van Hoen - “Garabndl x”
[03:52] Mount Eerie - “the Mouth of Sky (MIDI strings)”
[04:04] Freddie Gibbs & Madlib - “Shame”
[05:12] Pill - “Shawty N Them Hoes (Skit)”
[05:23] Freddie Gibbs & Madlib - “Terrorist”
[05:23] Mount Eerie - “the Mouth of Sky (MIDI strings)” [cont.]
[06:41] Pill - “Shawty N Them Hoes (Skit)” [cont.]
[07:02] Action Bronson - “9-24-11”
[11:24] Azealia Banks - “1991”
[11:30] Actress - “Marble Plexus”
[13:47] Jam City - “The Nite Life ft. Main Attrakionz”
[13:55] The BasedGod - “Tokyo”
[16:06] Juicy J - “Deep In Da Hood”
[17:43] Kool Keith - “Total Orgasm”
[17:57] Rad Magma - “Faded Memories”
[20:39] Mike WiLL Made It - “Itchin ft. Future”
[21:02] sunn 0))) - “Power Nurse”
[23:16] Lil B - “Fed Time”
A Lion’s Baptism [album stream]
Even the track names on Innercity’s A Lion’s Baptism freak me out. “Blind Guide Killing a Lioness.” “Bodycells Fortress.” “Her Prints Will Light the Path.” Although, you really have to listen to get the full effect of the titles. If this is what the inner city sounds like, I am never moving to Downtown Seattle.
Turn some lights on and listen to it below. And good luck deciding if the vocals makes the noises more creepy or less creepy.
“dinner with Adrian”
“Slow down or hit us, there are kids and pets on this block.” - Neighbor
“How about you pick up after it, dude?” - Shopping Bag
“Smells like dog shit.” - Kid in Park
“That’s that nasty stuff, yeahhh.” - Reefer
“Don’t tell me it’s getting colder.” - Lighter
“And the winds are blowing!” - Leaves
“Fuck y’all, I’m out.” - Empty Pool
Joe Knight of the Rangers moniker slipped me this track, and I figured I’d share. Unfortunately, it came with the caption: “It will probably be a awhile before the next ‘thing’ is finished, and I’m not sure who will care at that point but either way I will keep you posted.” As will I. Hi-hi!!
Foulards [EP stream]
The music of Montreal’s Aim Low has its basis in the reflexive appropriation of what came to be the more or less standard equipment utilized within the shoegaze subgenre; the trio isn’t as much interested in emulating past forms and compositions as it is in the cunning and selectively resourceful re-appropriation and arrangement of effects pedals, noise, distortion, and whatnot, seemingly with the intent of sonically recreating the sensation of the sublime, in its purest — and most terrible — Burkeian/Kantian iteration.
Their Foulards EP was released some time back, but it was just too good to pass up, and it more than merits a mere single listen after all this time — high praise these days. Second track, “Black Molasses,” consists of 12 minutes of ominous sonic subjugation, liberating and rendering the listener insignificant in its wake at the same time.
Download the whole thing for free, here.
• Aim Low: http://aimlow.bandcamp.com