Freddie Gibbs & Madlib
The recent collaboration between Midwestern MC Freddie Gibbs and acclaimed producer Madlib (a.k.a. Quasimoto a.k.a. the most prolific producer wunderkind in the history of the game) is one for the best-of books: Gibbs’ proficiency with the mic has drawn comparison to the guitar skills of Eddie Van Halen (hopefully that simile doesn’t extend to the ghastly Twister soundtrack that Halen contributed to), while Madlib just may be the best hip-hop producer, well, ever. Directed by Jonah Schwartz, the new clip for “Shame” plays close to the title, focusing on the emotionally-draining world of the cocaine business. Seeing as how pretty much everyone was a fan of Requiem for a Dream, you’ll probably like this video, especially because Jared Leto’s mug is nowhere to be found.
Public Spreads the News
Treat Yourself [album stream]
Public Spreads The News is the culture jamming mission of Wes Ables, and Treat Yourself is a 10-track, re-appropriated Tom Haverford mantra that straddles the line between psychedelic bedroom funk and mixtape hip-hop instrumentals. This Ailanthus Recordings issue relies on loops and samples, but rather than layering elements into oblivion, Ables opts for sturdy, sleek structures that he then breaks and rebuilds. Ables is flexing as a craftsman with the display of the grooves he’s molded from a small set of simple sounds.
DON’T WATCH THIS ONE AT WORK! Not only are there bare butts, but also plenty of boobs and doobs. So if you’re on break at the local law firm/Thai restaurant/dog groomery, consider yourself warned. All disclaimers aside, with his new, controversial “Purple Kisses” clip (it’s been removed from YouTube once before, though it appears to be back up), A$AP continues to push the boundaries of rap vids by taking us on an unprecedentedly trippy, hedonistic journey fueled by all the substances you were told to stay away from in sixth grade health class. There’s a part where A$AP takes out some jolly ranchers, and you wonder if things are going to be G-rated. But nope, it’s just another ingredient in the sizzurp-du-jour (On a related note, why didn’t he opt for the blue-raspberry flavor, which is clearly superior? Never mind.) Between the kaleidoscopic shots of derrieres and the slow-motion, drugged canoodling going on in the hot tub, this isn’t just downright decadent: it’s rap’s equivalent to “The Picture of Dorian Gray.”
“Purple Kisses” is off the upcoming A$AP Mob mixtape, Lord$ Never Worry, slated for release 8/28 on livemixtapes.com.
• A$AP Rocky: http://www.asapmob.com
Is The Food Your Family Eats Slowly [album stream]
I love the guitar string squeal, that little fret noise when switching notes. It sounds like the children playing at the kindergarten nearby the community garden I sometimes walk through at night. Slowly. And I always touch all of the leaves. Someone caught me once, and I was embarrassed, considering they aren’t my plants, but she just smiled and continued pulling tomatoes from her plant. It was a scene in a movie, you see. I remembered it when my friend started talking about Will Smith at work, which then reminded me how I put that new Good Willsmith album on my iPod, which then reminded me how I played it at the bar and everyone left because that slow-churning ambience is bad for bar business.
Thankfully, it works well as a soundtrack for walking through the garden next to the playground still muddy from all of the kids tramping around in the rain. Download Good Willsmith’s Is The Food Your Family Eats Slowly and give it a try. I think you’ll agree. Then you can buy the tape and share the experience with a friend using your Sony Walkman, each inserting one of the two earbuds. You have to walk close together so it doesn’t get pulled out, but it’s worth it.
PUS MORTEM [album stream]
Black Pus (from Ancient Greek phlegein, “Brian,” and puhs, “to Chippendale”) (semantically opposite of White Castle) is medically recognized as a mental and emotional condition in which a person experiences intense feelings of well-being, elation, happiness, ecstasy, excitement, and joy. Technically, Black Pus is an affect, but the term is often colloquially used to define emotion as an intense state of transcendent happiness combined with an overwhelming sense of contentment. It has also been defined as an “affective state of exaggerated well-being or elation.” The phrase derives from Old English blæc, meaning “put down yr acoustic guitar ‘n’ fuck my ears with noize.”
As they say, only an idiot would release a new digital album at 6 PM on a Tuesday. Here you go: Black Pus’ PUS MORTEM, available for whatever price you want:
1. Ren & Stimpy, “Space Madness,” season 1, episode 3.
3. This is the footnote.
• Black Pus: http://blackpusone.blogspot.com
“Stoned Pilot B”
Last year, Bill Orcutt of 90s gnarly Miami noise group Harry Pussy blasted the bejesus out of blues with a beat-up guitar and blew us all away with How The Thing Sings to get a spot on our favorites of 2011. Now, Orcutt’s buddy Mark Feehan, who frequently played spastic guitar for Harry Pussy, is releasing his first solo record, MF, with old Harry Pussy promoters Siltbreeze Records. Feehan’s independent work is somewhat similar to Orcutt’s acoustic binges of raw Americana, but it echoes louder his punk roots: on some tracks, it is through pure loudness, and the rest hold subtle rock-like structures from which Feehan’s modal musings materialize.
But it’s not the similarity to former bandmates that’s interesting here. Apparently, Feehan has spent a lot of time in the last few years submerged in his exact replica of Confederate submarine the H.L. Hunley — what better place to conceive new twisted takes on classic American guitar playing! Grab Feehan’s MF, which is out today, and check out “Stoned Pilot B” here: