LAPD - (Extended Motifs)
Friday night in the U S A and Ferraro checks in from the Golden State! Or at least somewhere close to that state of mind. I’m not actually sure where James is currently located… based on the steady stream of audio this year, new mixtape LAPD - (Extended Motifs) — just dropped without warning on SoundCloud — places a Google Maps pin right on Crenshaw Boulevard, Los Angeles, having traveled very far East from NYC/HELL. Similar to (and even partially including) the Grapes material from earlier this year, Ferraro cycles through a number of G’s in sound clips, slow jams, and funkery (O.J., Lil B, Doughboy, Ice Cube, even snatches of Sicko Mobb giddiness can be heard), seven or so sketches from the shadow artist, soulful but by-the-numbers, private but monitored from the other side of the glass, ready at any moment for the handcuffs to be slapped on — or the channel changed.
• James Ferraro: https://soundcloud.com/b-e-b-e-t-u-n-e
Chocolate Grinder Mix 108
Have I told you about my boo, SoundCloud, yet? Well, we’ve been together for about three years now (she’d kill me if she found out I didn’t know our anniversary!), and it hasn’t always been the smoothest of relationships — you know, time apart and shit — but damnit if I don’t love her. Sometimes, when I’m a little busy, I end up neglecting her, and when I do this BOOM! all of the sudden there are like 200 messages from her that I have to sift through. But even if she can be pretty overwhelming, she still provides me with exactly what I need: an endless stream of love. I’ve collected some of my favorite messages from her from this year, just to show you how wonderful she can be. Some of the them have been deleted and are now long gone, but luckily I made a few timely copies. I also threw in some music, just to help keep the whole thing moving.
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[00:00] SoundCloud - “I need help try and open a site”
[00:02] A-ko - “Just a Minute”
[01:01] 6press x vinyll bump - “exit”
[02:02] ƒLAXEED - “FÅSER”
[02:59] allenANALOG❀ - “dreem”
[04:29] duwop - “yellow”
[05:07] dil withers - “baden”
[07:32] Paul Hares - “Oh No Say”
[09:07] chambry - “sad and so distracted”
[10:12] blueberry_ - “she”
[11:03] Jansport J - “Shoulders”
[13:10] nullspace - “ssnnt”
[14:10] Monster Rally - “Hazy Palava”
[16:35] ShunGu - “Knowbetter_”
[17:36] ax. - “dream_scapes.”
[20:00] deadxbeat - “mellowdafckoutgurl”
[21:12] miraa. - “hi.”
[22:21] aria san - “♢”
[23:59] SoundCloud - “SoundCloud: hear the world’s sounds”
There’s no doubt “DIZZY” by bentcousin resonates with me. Like, not only have I published five/six (???) posts JUST today in Chocolate Grinder, but at the same time, I’ve made about a dozen website at my full-time job, edited all the Chocolate Grinder post published today, and am finishing off my Jono Mi Lo interview within the next two hours so I can get started on my The Garment District interview transcription. Tonight, Savannah and I are hanging out with Landon. Tomorrow is Samuel Diamond’s girl’s graduation. Tomorrow night is Miles’ birthday at the Brooklyn Bizarre. Sunday: working at the beach. To be honest, I only wish “DIZZY” was a little bit longer.
Not too far from the new Sunny Day in Glasgow album sound, bentcousin beings an interesting mellow-rock blend of pop and summer-feels to “DIZZY.” And as I said, it may be a bit short, but I think I take that back, ‘cause if it was any longer, it’d be a sun burner. ;) As I am also unfamiliar with bentcousin, I DO dig the dude rapping in the middle too. I mean, the chorus and verse vocals are wonderful, but this rap TOTALLY takes me back to those Alt Rock tracks where suddenly in the middle it’s all rhyming fast. Also went to Atlantic City two weekends ago with Savannah, and am thinking “DIZZY” will be my post-nostalgic remembrance of walking around that boardwalk.
BOTTOM LINE: bentcousin brings those shaded feels that help you remember all the good times in the summer, so seek em out on Team Love Records and be the fun you want everywhere!
I listened to Constellation Botsu’s new tape after midnight while walking across the city, and let me tell you: the experience was a Frankie Teardrop challenge for the digital age. The enigmatic Japanese producer’s squalling industrial noise fields blasted into my headphone space by way of panning static, gargled human voices, and corrupted drum patterns — and the Milwaukee Avenue that I tread on the reg morphed into a miles-long ghost clubhouse, replete with spirits seething out of doorjambs and wraiths poking their shrouded heads and tentacles out of alleyways. I welcomed them. I was smiling the entire time, and the wraiths smiled back, dripping spectral mucous from mouth-like cavities into the slits of expectant manholes. Cigarette butts on the ground elongated under the pressure of Constellation Botsu’s aural hallucinogens into humanoid digits. Numbers on storefronts mutated into kanji I hadn’t even learned yet: “屍,” “臭,” “輝.” I don’t remember seeing anyone else on the street, but someone had to have crossed my path. I imagine them squinting into the grin plastered onto my face, observing my head’s slow bobbing, and moving a few steps closer to the curb.
I listen to 萎びてられっか and I thrill in every detail. At face value, it offers a journey into the depths of hell. Take one mental leap past its “noise” trappings, however, and the album unfolds as a series of playful exercises in sonic desensitization and audience bewilderment — a succession of miniature DAW chimeras, stitched together on a screen out of loops and vocal samples and set loose into the world, branded with a serial number in the Botsu catalog. Tracks like “Botsu177” dip into chiming ambient vibes that toy with our expectations, before surging back into the voice + beats + static mania we crave. “Botsu156” and “Botsu182” skirt closer than any of his previous material to the post-juke/footwork high-BPM brain-melters pounded out by fellow Digitalis affiliate Foodman, possessing a similar disregard for rhythmic cohesion in favor of an everything-at-once burst of experimental textures. As Foodman explained in a recent profile in Japan Times, “Juke itself doesn’t really have a set structure. […] There’s this laid-back attitude that, as long as you’re adhering to 160 bpm, you can do whatever you want.” If Constellation Botsu’s music can be considered “juke” on any level, he represents one of the farthest outliers on the spectrum, content to entirely upend established norms of song structure or tone, eager to sink deeper into the alleyways and sewers bubbling beneath the city we see.
As of now, cassette copies of 萎びてられっか are still available on the Digitalis bandcamp page.
“Just a Minute”
I’d like to take “Just a Minute” to say Happy Birthday to my lil bro, Bodd, who’s turning 28 today, damn. Thanks to A-ko, “Just a Minute” is the prefect introductory to anything. Shit, this should be the new Jeopardy theme. It’s like, there’s only one answer, y’all: GET TO IT! Or maybe during your Grams’ holiday speeches, flip on “Just a Minute,” and A-ko helped you GET ON with that holiday. Fuck, maybe “Just a Minute” is intended for a quick poke-smoke. NOBODY KNOWS! Just enjoy and keep up on this beat-em-up dazzler A-ko as he walks on clouds of the lightest and darkest regions of sample collections. Also, A-ko will be featured in a Chocolate Grinder mix later today!!
• A-ko: https://soundcloud.com/a-ko