“glimmers of light”

The pebbles, wet with sleet, bounce off the exposed strings of an abandoned piano.
I pelt them faux-lazily, embarrassed to admit the growing obsessiveness of each throw, never quite on target.
If I get my aim right, I might just be able to play “Chopsticks”.
It’s that time of year when daylight is just one long sunset. I squint harder with each hour, but never make a tune.

According to Boomkat, N.Racker is “a well known producer operating incognito.” He makes thick dry-stone walls of sound, with all the horror of a pagan Perchtenlauf, but seeped in the dark cynicism of the “desolate north.” While the sounds share certain sonic commonalities with some rightfully praised recent Engravings (TMT Review), this is a darker, sparser affair; a lone Rapper dancer grinding swords in the dark of a moor, not a forest.

N.Racker’s debut album Flock Toxicant came out last year on Pre-Cert Home Entertainment, a label run by the similarly doom-ladenDemdike Stare and Andy Votel (of Finders Keepers). Here’s hoping “glimmers of light” will make it onto similarly beautiful slabs of vinyl soon too.

• N.Racker: http://www.nracker.co.uk

Cream Juice

“Oh Oh Oh Oh”

The ultimate orgasm exists within all of us! Whether it involves fingers, clamps, balloons or feline plasty or pure Man Feelings, we all have the capability to push out the perfect climax. Maybe. However, when mE dear pals Keith and Seth get bumpin’ boots, it’s typically of the Cream Juice variation. As they pissin’ in panties and smackin’ up mammies, the duo reach eye-gasms everywhere with “Oh Oh Oh Oh” on this side of visucopia. And what’s so great about it is you can sing along, kinda. It’s sassy in a natural way. Sexy on a level of sizzle. Yet all that is man.

Legit, I weirded the FUCK out at their label’s showcase recently, and had the pleasure of cornering Keith while giving him my a capella “Oh Oh Oh Oh.” That’s possibly exactly how it sounds. And I kissed Seth on the way out. You can tell I’m proud of these fellahs. So look out 2014! Cause there’s talks of a Digitalis Cream Juice release in the midst, and sommmmmmeBODY is already wet. This guy. Pants. Cream Juice.

• Cream Juice: http://creamjuice.bandcamp.com
• Orange Milk: http://www.orangemilkrecords.com

Cult Favorite

“The Transition”

On “The Transition,” Elucid kicks things off with the following:

Not guilty just paranoid blame it on the seminar/ Ultra analogue anonymous cult conglomerate/ Dominant digi connect ignore the obvious/ Survivalist zombie Yahweh sloppy mess/ Molatov’ll clear the deck/ Order step pork possess morbid stretch mark for death…

These are not the lyrics of one who has merely “got bars,” as the saying goes. These are the words of a man an entity that — in the span of one year so completely and severely bodied everyone around — can now move freely about the artistic realm without worrying about rank and file. Tiny Mix Tapes gave Race Music a 3.5/5 rating, which should’ve been a 5.5/5, but it doesn’t even matter because well…

Let’s bring it back for a minute. In December 2012, Elucid dropped “Bird Eat Snake // The Love Offering,” a 56-minute mix that has aged better than most solo albums of 2013. In March 2013, he and A.M. Breakups released the long-anticipated Cult Favorite album For Madmen Only, which, though mostly overlooked by the masses, will probably have a lasting influence on everyone who actually took the time to listen to it ala Velvet Underground and Nico (and no, I don’t have any qualms about comparing Elucid to Lou Reed, nor should I).

For much of the rest of the year, Elucid continually teamed with billy woods, perhaps his only true “peer” in terms of pure verse-writing ability. After laying a few show-stopping 16s and surprisingly catchy hooks on Dour Candy, Elucid upped the ante on the Armand Hammer mixtape Half Measures before deftly transcending space and time on Race Music. On these latter releases, it should be noted, his rhymes owe as much to Harlem Renaissance-era storytelling as they do Black Bastards-era Zev Love X.

Which brings us back to “The Transition,” on which Elucid also spits, “The transition destined God’s witness/ Melanin sun blistered can’t lends the afflicted victim/ A helping hand generation by the grand/ Guns, Germs and Steel you still don’t understand.” And he’s right. You really don’t. But at least you can download “The Transition” below and play it on repeat until you think you might.

• Cult Favorite: http://www.cultfavorite.com


“ホワイト•クリスマスDREAMING Greeting Cards”

It’s time for Christmas meltdown!! Well, TMT fan-favorite NMΞSH is here to satiate and completely fuck every last bit of your radio/movie-recollection cheer. Not only is “ホワイト•クリスマスDREAMING Greeting Cards” a vast and excruciatingly LOL trip into the warped world of vape yuletide, but that track is totally NSFW if you’re concerned about bursting out into a maddening laughter. Actually, that’s the best way to describe the track: quiet office, only typing echos off the walls, “good mornings” half-assed around, someone sucks their teeth, and it’s all interrupted by you. If anyone you know actually makes Xmas mixes, toss “ホワイト•クリスマスDREAMING Greeting Cards” their way, but hide it under a familiar title. Be the complete X-mas troll, yo!

And “ホワイト•クリスマスDREAMING Greeting Cards” isn’t just at random. NMΞSH was selected by Sunup Recordings, along with a handful more to be dubbed on 2013 Living Room Visions Winter Tape. Look out for it before December 25, and start a new tradition in listening. For the time being, geek out with NMΞSH and stream “ホワイト•クリスマスDREAMING Greeting Cards” below:

• NMΞSH: https://soundcloud.com/nmesh
• Sunup Recordings: http://sunuprecordings.bandcamp.com

Soulja Boy

“The King”

Ok, ok, ok: I know what you’re thinking, “Did this girl zcamp seriously just post a Soulja Boy mixtape? [Editor’s Note: …having written a ska post the day before??]”

You bet your butt I did. And here’s why:

  • When you’re rolling around town buying holiday gifts for your family, you need to have appropriate tuneage. Obviously, seasonal songs are out, because there’s only so many times you can hear “Christmas Shoes” before driving into a brick wall out of misery. Why not celebrate December’s capitalist circlejerk by bumping “New Porsche?” Hell, Soulja even incorporates the sounds the Porsche makes into the beat. He’s a witty one.
  • Rappers like Chief Keef and Lil B (#praisebasedgod) have proven time and time again that rapping with the beat and spitting intelligent lyrics are unnecessary for creating an enjoyable hip-hop experience. Need I remind you that it was SOULJA that established these paradigms in the first place? Need a refresher? Give “Yahhh!” another listen. With this in mind, tracks that may seem “bad” — like “From My Hood” and “Guwop” (sic) — are suddenly endowed with a newfound genius. Kendrick isn’t the end all, be all, people.
  • There’s a joint on here called “Bank of America,” and it bangs so hard it may very well start a new movement of rap songs devoted to the institutions of the one-percenters. Fingers crossed that A$AP Rocky comes through with “Wells Fargo” soon.
  • You read it here first: “Tattoos on My Body” is going to be a sleeper hit. All those people who dared write Soulja off will be kicking themselves when that hiccupy beat blares from the speakers of every college party and sports bar across the nation.
  • Souja Boy’s “Beverly Hills” is vastly superior to the Weezer song of the same name. Don’t even try and debate it.

You think I’m being sarcastic? Ok, think that then. While you smirk, I’ll be doing doughnuts in the Prius to “Gettin to Da Doe.”

• Souja Boy: https://twitter.com/souljaboy


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