As an Australian-based journalist, it’s a little rare to interview an American artist on the verge of an album release. But not as rare as it used to be: independent musicians now make the majority of their money touring, and that includes touring internationally. Sometimes the timing gets a little awkward. I caught up with… Continue reading »
Max Bell is headed overseas. Germany, Thailand, Singapore, Maryland, Los Angeles—Azizi Gibson has never not been on the move. Raised as perpetually mobile military brat, he has no real hometown. As a result, it seems he’s not bound by any particular regional sound or set of aesthetic criteria. There’s no scholarly (read: sometimes cringingly derivative) adherence… Continue reading »
Busdriver is too often overlooked when people reference the LA underground rap and beat scenes of the last decade. He and Daedelus set things off around 2002, the former interpreting the helicopter chop style of Freestyle Fellowship and CVE with his own warped mind full of “undigested idioms.” While his frequent collaborator Deadelus liberated beats… Continue reading »
So it has risen. A full review coming after digestion. In the meantime, talk amongst yourselves. Hallucinogens recommended but not required. Download: ZIP: The Underachievers – Indigoism (Left-Click)
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Last year, quiet as kept, Teebs dropped The Cecilia Tapes, a 300-pressed CDR with hand-made artwork that he sold at live shows and the HVW8 gallery. There were rough unmastered sketches, but they still tapped into the elemental deciduous beauty of everything the Brainfeeder family artist has released. You should acquire it if you can.… Continue reading »
There is a particularly inane acronym called “F.O.M.O” (fear of missing out) that people regularly quote in an attempt to convince themselves that it’s better to stay at home and watch “Downton Abbey.” I don’t have a television, but sometimes, you end up being lazy and staying at home because you assume that moments repeat… Continue reading »
You don’t wanna’ hotbox with Chris Daly. Following a string of nearly incoherent gibberish, the first comprehensible words on The Gaslamp Killer’s Breakthrough are: “You understand what I’m trying to say?” That sums up his Brainfeeder LP debut pretty well. The work of an obviously febrile brain, the Los Angeles by way of San Diego… Continue reading »
Out of all the artists on Flying Lotus’ Brainfeeder imprint, The Gaslamp Killer is the only one who makes music that sounds like he feeds on brains. Check the cover: half man, half machine, the mustache and mane shrouded in the darkness. We trippy. I’m working on a long feature about Willie the Kid, so… Continue reading »
This site’s aesthetic is easy to describe. Dirty, dusty, drugged. Digital or analog, the drums ought to clap, the guitars should be sharp, the raps rugged, the fuzz should be ferocious. Okay, you get it. Unless, of course, the song is good and then all subjective preferences are packed off on a floating iceberg. Belle… Continue reading »
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