“Therm G” (feat. Dro Carey)
Napolian and Dro Carey’s “Therm G” – which depending on your school of thought – is a worst than lame G or a G who holds the freshwater ecosystem together throughout winter. A zig to a “Reminisce” zag in mood and style, the extended mix – nearly doubling the LA-to-Sydney album version – featured in the video below boarders a no-human post apocalyptic world that CAN ONLY BE WATCHED IN 1080p.
Napolian’s Incursio is out on digital, CD, vinyl, and available for stream. And keep low with Eugene Hector’s (Dro Carey) other alias Tuff Sherm collaboration with Cassius Select out now on Plastic World.
public spreads the news
Oh, take us back to them early morning lingering days where knowledge was at a way lesser extent – and much more peaceful – than now. Looking up from the floor around 6AM. Sun peaking through the curtains. Nobody has awoke yet, but you’ve done about 20 or so (you can’t count) pictures wielding a box-set of crayons; there’s colored wax shavings everywhere that’ll melt once the blinds are drawn-up. Pop left a tape in the player that a co-worker gave him, and it reads public spreads the news (you can’t read). You do know how to play a tape in the player, though. That shit is for DAMN sure. Guess what? That morning became EXACT and right fucking now just leveled up into something SO much better.
Have you been waiting for that post-vaporwave album Ducktails never did? Welp, public spreads the news has your back with curtains. And I ain’t glaring with this assumption. Shit, this release just stopped me from going HAM downloading from Zyklon Coven on YouTube. More importantly, public spreads the news just brought back a plethora of smells I remember from my childhood: being outside at the beginning of summer smelling hose water, them black-magic markers my pop’s office stored in their closet, the middle-school basement, inside echo tunnel at the end of the creek, and various other settings that appear creepy, but ALL way good intentions.
public spreads the news has the intentions of an angel in curtains, streaming below:
• public spreads the news: http://publicspreadsthenews.bandcamp.com
“My Little Bando”
Parts of the Alfred English brain.
-The Frontal Featuring-Lil-Scrappy Lobe is solely responsible for mobbin’ Alfred’s ninety-three track large soundcloud account.
-The Parietal Get Paid Lobe was just published in Marvin Magazine (page 65):
-The Occipital Lobe runs the online clothing line.
-The Temporal Lobe is eyes shut, kicked back in his cerebral hammock bumping Alfred’s rework of Gucci Mane and Waka Flaka Flame’s “Stoned.”
• Alfred English: https://soundcloud.com/alfred_english
Burl’s sitting on a bloated cow carcass, surrounded by other gas-filled rotting cattle, in a rendering plant, eating a sandwhich and softly kicking his feet against the belly of the black and white body. He’s to be taken to jail soon, again, for the uptenth time. Burl like’s to drink and do bad things. Things he shouldn’t do. But he’s a reasonable guy, always complying with the police when they find him. They’ve gotten to the point, in fact, that they don’t use the handcuffs anymore. He goes without a struggle. He even helps out in the jail, making sure his cell mates act accordingly. He likes helping.
Burl’s almost done with his sandwich. He can see the rotating red and blue lights through the cracks of the paired slates of paint-chipped wood. The police officers are not going to let him take his sandwhich with him, so he keeps taking bites, even though his mouth is already full, eating more and more, filling and filling and filling and filling.
7-inch lathe cuts of “ubnorma” by mob (Athens, Greece residents George and Dimitris) are still available via jujufrootcoop. Edition of ten, with five already spoken for.
• jujufrootcoop: https://jujufrootcoop.bandcamp.com