Amen Dunes

“Splits Are Parted”

Look, it’s not like ALL Sacred Bones Records will be on Grey’s Anatomy, but C’MON! If Amen Dunes don’t cut a break like that soon, he’s going to revert – as did Dirty Beaches rightfully this year – yet that’s DEFINITELY never a bad thing. So, I’m kinda stoked if Love completely bombs his career with the Sony owned label – I’m pretty sure Sacred Bones is owned by Sony – so he’ll get back to the experimenting. Fuck it, though. I Love the album, (pun intended) duh!

It’s very rare that I listen to a physical release when writing up a Chocolate Grinder, but found the new video for “Splits Are Parted” in our editorial’s UNRESERVED section, and got stoked. Yeah, I own Amen Dunes’ Love. The cover excites my imagination a million-fold. It’s a record I enjoy popping on during cooking or cleaning or hanging outside. It’s going to get more miles in the Autumn. Best thing: my fiancee likes it too!

Maybe Amen Dunes steered away from his weird shit, but that wispy-haired aura/silhouette in “Splits Are Parted” is THERE for me. And whoever else he’s singing about. But mostly me. Wait, you too?

• Amen Dunes:
• Sacred Bones Records:


“Your Whole Life (Percussive Mix)”

A beach smiles behind tinted shades, laid out ‘til sunburn under a blanket of sea drift. The tint is pool blue. Pool blue stains every grain of sand. A handsome youth rolls the rod of an umbrella downward, deeper and deeper into the soft sand.

A ship from the Two of Pentacles’ roller coaster ocean sails parallel to the left dimple of the smiling beach. We feel the moon bounce off the turbulence, yet we are at ease, completely unwound. The turbulence is manageable at mid-tempo - easy to trace, easy to handle. Ivy Leaguers stroll by, passing bottles of anotec back and forth.

From an airplane window, we see it all. Jacuzzi bubbles rabidly possess us, then eliminate choice. The only thing left to do is unwind further, deeper and deeper, as we sip tropical algicides and take in the scenery.

• Breeeze:

Desassossego | Abdala


Stuttering through time has been the only way to separate yourself between this dimension and the next. Imagine being on an airplane going at max speed while jumping up and down, having a conversation with someone via microphones and echo/reverb effects, and trying to eat a sandwich. This is the type of reality breaking measures Desassossego | Abdala are trying to establish with the 30-minutes of length, put down in three tracks, on des​.​ab. And as everything you’d hope to spiral away from the reality you once perceived as “hard” to exist in, think again. Any other reality you try to transverse – weather it be air, water, or dark matter – there will always be a presented struggle. You cannot escape the fact that life is worth living by every action you choose to keep yourself pulsing.

Feel your blood clot and free itself. Find out how anatomy surges through you. Become the dimension presented in des​.​ab. Desassossego | Abdala are familiar of the level of difficulty here, yet are proud for you to travel along with them. The quest is merely a tunnel exit away. The journey is of but a lifetime in challenge. Take the plunge:

• Abdala:
• Desassossego:


Dancehall Minimix 2014 [unreleased 100bpm jams]

All this year, I’ve been fucking with mixes and track-long releases: TCF, AS LIVE [][][][][], Eco Reject Mixtape, POPULOUS, CHITOKYO MIXTAPE, Western Beats, SWIMTEAMRADIO 003, DAMSEL in DISTRESS. Guess which just made the list. Yeah, you’re right, it’s Angel1’s newest Dancehall Minimix 2014 [unreleased 100bpm jams]. And only TWO PEOPLE commented on this bad boy thus far in SoundCloud. What’s the world coming to??

Grimed out, beaten, stretch and squelched, blipped, bumped, thrashed, torn, and all-around Angel1’d, Dancehall Minimix 2014 becomes something more than just another 15-minute mix on your thumb-drive, but it infuses yourself to something so intangible – as is SOUND – that molecules and matter is of surroundings, NOT speakers or headphones. Mostly, it just comes down to the imagination of being in that living room with Angel1 himself, right after he said, “Y’all gotta check out what I just made…” Wouldn’t it be just beyond what you want in life. Something so instant that it surrounds your life entirely and your Dolphins into the Future levitation moment occurs.

• Angel1:

Macho Blush

“Sugar Coach”

in Sensing
Tracing the Track
Solar pastels
Video 8 World
Mysticism; carried over
overlap of
Thunder Theater
(the Rattler of Reality):

• Macho Blush:


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