MarQ Spekt & Blockhead


MarQ Spekt is known at home and abroad as the primary purveyor of all things ‘grilchy’ — a portmanteau built from the words ‘grimy’ and ‘filthy’ — and yet the “SumOfItsParts” video, with its razor-sharp rotoscoping and resort aesthetic, seems to convey anything but grime or filth. To reconcile this apparent incongruity, please refer to the following block quote, in which Spekt expounds on the grilchy:

Grilchy is like my style, the people around me’s style. It’s grimy and filthy. Even when we clean, we still do grilchy shit. When you go to a bar and you see a chick that’s with her man and you end up bagging her and walking out, that’s grilchy. And that’s happened in real life. We used to go in spots like stores and shit and get whatever we wanted to get, that’s grilchy. The rhyme style, when [you] scrunch your face up off of some shit somebody said in their rhymes, that’s grilchy. It’s the whole persona, but at the same time, it’s not looking grilchy. You not looking like a bum where you got dirty shit on you. You supposed to be kind of sharp, dress kind of sharp. But your mind state, what you do is grilchy [emphasis mine].

And to read about MarQ Spekt and Blockhead’s new album, which was released July 29, please refer to this Blockhead quote: “It’s called “Justplaywitit” [italics mine] and … I’m really excited for y’all to peep it. Definitely something different from both Spekt and myself.” Peep it via Block’s Phat Friend.

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Davey Williams / Corporate Park

“Pillow Talk”

Tonight, Davey Williams, inventor of “convulsive blues,” came through Chattanooga. He read from his book of musings, Solo Gig; he spoke off of and away from it; he performed guitar pieces that were influenced by the book and by the moment. Among many other ingredients, the audience tasted variation, deviation, deception, abstraction, recursion, reaction, and decay.

One anecdotal spin-off, entitled “Pillow Talk,” referred to an instance of confusion where his pillow talked to him. It took him a minute to realize it had been, in fact, his cat talking, not the pillow. However, whether one has a talking cat or a talking pillow, Mr. Williams remarked, one has found a moneymaker.

Corporate Park begin their descent on Mise En Abyme with “Pillow Talk.” One of the stronger similarities between Corporate Park and Davey Williams’ performance is their use of the phrase: pillow talk. The similarities are blurry otherwise.

Davey Williams’ performance was dynamic; ever-shifting. For example, in no particular order (with, in his own words, “judicious inclusivity”), a Johnny and Santo line would dive into abstract madness, then electric cleansing, then dream-like blues lines, then blurting blurbs about waffle irons, then smeared minutes of hypnotic wiggling, then unplanned synchronicity with emergency traffic, then unplanned evocative tunings, then jolts beyond the boundaries. One had to keep their wits while putting in, not out, his small fires.

Corporate Park’s Mise En Abyme, on the other hand, is like one slow-burning fire of plastic. The duo picks their poison and sticks with it. They sever the head and keep it simple. They let the rhythm unit arrive instantly in a groove-loop and they let it ride, until it tires out either itself or them. The groove is left largely untampered, sparsely enhanced with subtle embellishments. A pedal slowly flanges the rhythm seated next to a voice slowly trembling behind a muzzle; the beats’ peaks spike through the tape hiss; a hollow sequence stretches one repetition of a 12-bar blues progression over the course of three minutes; a chance broadcast is panned languorously left to right to left to right to left to right to left to right to left to right to left to right to left…

The leisurely movements of Corporate Park zone out the listeners and performers alike. The duo has it covered: an even distribution of work between man and machine, delivered in the form of one transmission after another of poolside industrial – ride the synthetic wavelength – sway and dodge the sharks cooly, as a liquid nitrogen cocktail eats away your stomach.

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Soul Ipsum

“Innovative Storage Solutions”

Home-boiii, Soul Ipsum – a current TMT favorite – just popped off a new video for the fresh deep and fading track, “Innovative Storage Solutions.” From what I gather, the dude had it done by the DIY▲PYЯΛMID project collaborator and girl friend, Michelle McKay, and the track was mastered by Shannon Phone. Apparently, these visuals are all the secrets to the Soul Ipsum’s hard drive, and I’m tuned in!

Look out for more from the fellah in the future, but in the mean time, grip on the Zirconia Reign by Soul Ipsum and Magic Fades from 1080p Collection, as there’s a rerelease on the horizon!

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Golden Living Room

“Come Home”

Nobody is more ready for the eccojam fade-out more than Golden Living Room. Pretty much surrounded in the decay of everything swan-song, Golden Living Room provides listeners with the new single “Come Home” from the upcoming WELCOME HOME EP on Dream Catalogue™ and TAHRC this August. Samples here are skinned alive, stretched to oblivion, and now hover in ghost form, matching what he fellah done-did last year with Plug In, Drop Out. And as a lingering haze, “Come Home” seems to fit the exact feeling of being trapped in Silent Hill’s more peaceful areas, as most of Golden Living Room sounds (and if not directly sampled from) a variety of video games. Grip WELCOME HOME EP from Dream Catalogue™ and/or TAHRC, and live the virtuality Golden Living Room is beckoning everyone to “Come Home” and experience for themselves.

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“None Above”

My room-mates probably hate me for blastin’ B L A C K I E… ALL CAPS WITH SPACES on the regular, but what can you do? It’s music that deserves to be played loud as fuck. I mean, headphones are an option of course, provided you’d like a perforated eardrum or two.

This morning I was in rare douche form: at about 7 AM I was poppin’ off this new B L A C K I E… ALL CAPS WITH SPACES joint, “None Above” in my tiny-ass room. Much to the dismay of the rest of the household. But holy moly, this one’s a straight bone-shatterer, done left me with my jaw on the floor! I had to literally pick my jaw up and close my mouth shut with my hands! It’s a tough one to swallow, certainly, but there’s just something fucking gorgeous about this track. I like it like that though, first thing in the morning, a few rusty nails mixed in with my Froot Loops. I know that’s how B L A C K I E… ALL CAPS WITH SPACES likes his cereal.

IMAGINE YOURSELF IN A FREE AND NATURAL WORLD could be dropping any day now, there’s no release date as of yet, but keep your eyes peeled for that. Perpetuate the real.

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