Insane Clown Posse (ft. Danny Brown)
“When I’m Clownin”

It’s officially August, folks, and you know what that means: we’re less than a week away from the 14th-annual Gathering of the Juggalos! TMT was unable to secure a press pass for the five-day extravaganza, so don’t hold your breath for any Katelyn Eichwald renditions of the Faygo geysers. What we do have, however, is ICP’s new clip for “When I’m Clownin.” Our more squeamish readers might be pleased to know that there’s nary a speck of gore to be found in this video: just a horde of funny, friendly clowns, including the always-amusing Danny Brown. Watch in amazement as Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope cavort against a dizzying suite of backdrops that include circus-y spirals, day-glo stripes, and balloons; with all the nose honks and giggles and whimsical zoomed-in camera angles, you’ll probably find yourself scratching your head and wondering how exactly these guys were labelled gang leaders by the FBI. Of course, Danny Brown is down with the clown, so it’s only fitting that he spit his verse in a Hatchet man t-shirt, surrounded by fire spinners. Coming from the infamous ringleaders of the Dark Carnival, this sideshow scans super silly — but hey, even horrorcore’s gotta get happy sometimes.

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The deep slowburn practically belongs to inc. these days, so their new video for no world ember “angel” comes as little surprise. Why adorn one of the most spartan gems of the year? Zone.

Much else has happened with inc. since we last spoke, including this surprisingly huge flip of “5 days” by the recently self-reinvented Skream. Takes the brothers Aged to the opposite end of the spectrum, but still just as clean and pure as their signature sound. Scope Skream’s excerpt below or head here for the full dose.

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The Trying

“Ghostly Manipulator, Stillborn Marionette”

Get that attic dance party pumpin’. Everyone is invited ‘cause there’s always a flow to fuck with, right? Crazy bounce-out transitions into a variety of genres storming your party-going, beer-can-crush diet. Either you’re grinding to that heavy electronic neon-lit shadow dance, cast upon the insulation stapled to the wall, raging on a breakdown, metal bent and booze raining on a crowd of fists pumping, or freaking to a trailed beat-bit popped-out sermon: this is out there. People are right now ‘bout to light the roof off an abandoned farmhouse, dance in flame, and worshiparty into the night. It’s not about the fear or the freedom, but about feeling it all. Conveniently, it’s raining, and soot, blood, beer, and Earth wash off you, as sparks ignite from musical equipment surging. “Look out!” is yelled as you’re still dancing, and the explosion that just set off has hurled a 4x4 truck your way and… “I’d be better off without me” continues into reality.

“Ghostly Manipulator, Stillborn Marionette” is off The Trying’s Suicide Pact demo, found digitally below. But for a party like that, you gotta keep looking (or contact The Trying through his Bandcamp page below — hi)!

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According to the bio on Ekha, “Each song [from their debut album BCWTIOT] has been named for a friend that influenced the record physically, emotionally or spiritually.” Judging from the words and sounds of their first single, as well as the visuals presented by its accompanying video, one might guess that their buddy Ahsanullah is quite the character.

He/she is a ball of energy, loves to dance, looks ahead with great anticipation, always keeps it moving, and might actually be able to fly given the right combination of club drugs and weather conditions. On the other hand, he/she can be very introspective, deals in abstractions, pays close attention to detail, breaks things down to build them up again, and is capable of destroying anything in his/her path, especially gnomes, hourglasses, piñatas, and TV sets. He/she gets the party started, but is often first to leave. Or maybe he’s just the ghost of this guy.

We don’t know for sure, but what we do know is that Ekha is OneLoudBellow founder and jazz/soul singer Thimali Kodikara; Daylight Curfew founder and former Def Jux marketing director DJ Jad1 (a.k.a. Cassettes Won’t Listen a.k.a. DFalt); and multi-disciplinary designer/producer Devang Shah. And if after absorbing the audio-aesthetics below you’ve got the hankering for some more songs inspired by their friends, you can stream the rest of BCWTIOT on SoundCloud and/or cop it here.

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??LAMPGOD??**Ł_RD//$M$??**$$EXT8PE?? [NSFW]

LAMPGOD & **Ł_RD//$M$ has just dropped the nastiest mixtape of the year. Titled ??LAMPGOD??**Ł_RD//$M$??**$$EXT8PE??, the mixtape is a sticky mess of chopped & screwed beats from deep between your warm thighs, a libidinous balm of looped sex jams running through SP samplers and tape-hiss aromas mixing with heat-wave body vapor in one ecstatic fidelity orgy.

The best part? This mixtape comes with a sextape! Musically, the mixtape is more engaging (and twice as long), but the “sextape” tugs out the latent sexuality of the music with blowjobs aplenty — in vehicles, hanging from cliffs, under water, at the gym, etc. At one point, we see a girl masturbating with her shades (for the SPF?). At another point, we watch someone eating Chinese takeout while watching porn (Cream of Sum Yung Gai?). At still another point, we’re watching someone film someone watching porn while he himself is filming and watching the porn through his cellphone (??). These sequences are combined with scenes from movies (Robocop, Enter the Dragon), random clips (skateboarders, Keith Sweat tattoo, Snoop Dogg, terrible misogynist standup), and other moments of self-indulgence, hedonism, and consumption that ensure that this particular sextape is more a jumbled, sensorial collage of signifiers than a treatment for your lust.

Check out the SFW mixtape and NSFW sextape directly below.

??LAMPGOD??**Ł_RD//$M$??**$$EXT8PE?? is available for $10 at Bootleg Tapes’ Bandcamp, but you can also purchase the mixtape and sextape as a cassette/VHS combo for $20.

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Henry Plotnick

“Live at The Other Cinema”

So, I get this email out of nowhere one day earlier this month, and it’s from John, the fellah at the label Holy Mountain. He presented me with this new album by Henry Plotnick called Fields, which came out July 9 (so I’m late to the game — EEK!), and gave me a mini rundown of the music and the musician’s background. Now, John requested not to make a big deal about it, but Henry Plotnick is 11 years old, and I just can’t help to not make a big deal about raw talent. I don’t mean raw in an improvisational or gritty way, but raw as in natural and new. It’s so interesting to see such fresh youth tearing down what adults practice hours and hours to achieve. The kid has jest and gumption and zest, and it’s noticeable in the music. It doesn’t sound crayoned or angsty, voice crackled or fashionable. It sounds pleasant and patient, with hints of “All that yes, Ima pour a warm bath and take a nap.” Which seems like an interesting pride in modern parenting.

So, sorry, John. I had to be a booger about Henry’s age. But Henry, you got people going “WOO!” and it ain’t ‘cause the music is racy or egoing out; it’s ‘cause you got that inborn ability to patiently compose. Good enough to bounce a double LP out on Holy Mountain? Yes.

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