Son Rawizm Dubstep originator Skream has had a quiet year since the birth of his son and the slightly overwrought, epic, tranced out single that followed. I suppose parenting  takes up the time he previously used downing Stella and pumping out Madlibian amounts of skunked out music. Thankfully, his twitter game has remained on […]

Son Raw wrote TWOOOOOOOO POSSSSSSTTTTSSSS. Speaking of the apocalypse and 808 workouts, this unexpected video by DJ Muggs finds the Cypress Hill producer looking like the rap game Machette while soundtracking a bizarro world version of million dollar baby where Hillary Swank is a trap-a-holic. On one hand, it’s utterly bizarre to see one of […]

Son Raw is draped in mauve. Motorbikes? Check. Angry robots set to buzzsaw synths? Check. The color purple? Check. Sci-fi apocalypticism and funky futurism? Double check. Joker’s latest video meets all of the basic aesthetic requirements for a Mad Max reboot while keeping true to the Bristolian’s own analog-powered vision of life after a GOP […]

Son Raw might start a petition. Or he might smoke something. Either or. Rinse FM is known for a tough-love approach to programming, mercilessly updating its roster to reflect current trends and musical styles. That’s all good, but the losing the Anti-Social show a few months back hurt my soul. Why Rinse? Was there no […]

Son Raw strongly identifies with this video. The underground music media does an absolutely horrible job of representing Montreal to the outside world. Whether it’s promoting hirsute and impish non-factors or confusing acts at hi-concept techno-tourist festivals* for stuff that gets played here on a regular basis, any coverage this city receives promotes a distorted […]

Son Raw ain’t fazed. Faze Miyake plays the music we want to hear. So said Merky Ace on last week’s live Rinse session, and I know better than to argue with a man with “merk” in his name. For those unfamiliar with Faze, he produced last year’s Grime anthem Face Off, later used for the […]

Son Raw would like to advise you that this video is vaguely NSFW As Jeff mentioned in his Fort Romeau post, House isn’t our forte around here: too fast, too close to disco and whether the fist-pumping or elitist varieties, you get the sense that Hip-Hop stoners such as us just don’t belong to the […]

Oh you know Son Raw wasn’t going to let these slip, right? Repeat after me: Grime is not an album genre. While the most dedicated fans might disagree, the general consensus about Grime is that it’s heyday was an era of pirate broadcasts and 12 inch singles, completely divorced from the album medium. Even mixtapes […]

Son Raw bombs the system The history of London’s urban pirate radio is still murky and half-told with details only beginning to trickle out now that the format has mostly migrated to legal online locations. For those of us on North-American shores who’ve grown up in the hyper-commercialized Clear Channel era, there’s still something unbelievable […]

Son Raw beez in the office Voted “most likely to outlast music’s all-trap-everything phase,” Baauer makes the leap from having a hot single on Mad Decent to playing with the big boys on Rinse and signing to Scottish purveyor of all things beat related, Lucky Me. This is everything you’d expect: laser synths, claps galore […]