Paula - Totally Nice by Arbutus Records
‘BIND ME’ IS RELEASED ON JUNE 18th ON 37 ADVENTURES.
Produced by Taneli.
Twitter.com/iamETML
ETML is a 18 year old singer, writer and producer from the suburbs of South West London who is exploding onto the club scene with this summer debut “Bind Me”.
An instant classic, ETML (or Elliot as he is known among friends) sits well among contemporaries Bondax and Disclosure, and grew up on a musical love of Daft Punk, Fatboy Slim and Jamiroquai.
Still studying for his A Levels, ETML is juggling his education while participating in sessions with a who’s who of leading electronic producers.
Boiler Room x Adidas Originals/ Primavera Sound Broadcast
[Broadcasted on Thursday 23rd May 2013]
Tracklist & video at boilerroom.tv
from TAPE TWO, available in CD / cassette / limited LP formats June 11, 2013.
www.young-fathers.com
www.anticon.com
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WATCH EM LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH LIKE A HYENA
TAKING A CHANCE WOULDNT LAST IF YOU ASK MR. MARTYR
WATCH EM LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH LIKE A HYENA
TAKING A CHANCE WOULDNT LAST IF YOU ASK MR. MARTYR
IF YOUR SICK OF THE SICKLE-CELLS THEN FOLLOW ME IN HELL IM POSSESSED BY THE DEVIL
BRAND NEW HEART FOR A HEARTLESS BASTARD
WHEN EVIL SPILLS IT ALL BUT DISSOLVES
SPREADS IN A CLUSTER
MIC CHECK CHECKY CHECKY WISH I COULD GO BACK TO THE BEGINNING GIVE IT MEANING BUT I DEFINITELY CANT
INSTEAD OF WALKING AWAY SHOULDA DEFINITELY RAN
SHOULDA WOULDA COULDA BUT I DEFINITELY CANT
COULD BE MY DAUGHTER FIRST OLD WORDS HAVE NO RECOVERY
TRYNA MUSCLE HER WAY THROUGH THE BACK DOOR
CAUGHT AT THE END STILL TRYNA DIG DEEP
FOREVER AT DRIFT KEY HOLE VISION
PAINTING ALL OVER THE WALLS COZ I DON’T HAVE A CANVAS
I KNOW IT WON’T LAST STILL TAKING MY CHANCES
PLAYGROUND GAMES DOUBLE DUTCH WITH A PRO
SHES AN ARTIST
MOST LIKELY TO BE CRUCIFIED STRAIGHT TALKIN HEAD HONCHO
MOST LIKELY TO BE CRUCIFIED STRAIGHT TALKIN HEAD HONCHO
I SHOULDA WAITED FOR THE RESCUE
NO CONNECTION TO THE LEGEND THAT WAS UNTRUE
I SHOULDA WAITED FOR THE RESCUE
I SHOULDA WAITED FOR THE RESCUE
NO CONNECTION TO THE LEGEND THAT WAS UNTRUE
I SHOULDA WAITED FOR THE RESCUE
NO CONNECTION TO THE LEGEND THAT WAS UNTRUE
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When we first met Young Fathers, we were left holding our jaws in our palms, lifting the slack as best we could to form the following words: Where in the world do we go from here? “Here,” there, was the Scottish trio’s striking debut EP, the percussively lush and darkly intoxicating Tape One. And the answer to the question is far more logical than expected: Tape Two. Our trepidation wasn’t fear of hearing more from YF, so much as it was of our own inability to describe whatever wrinkle arrived in the rap-song-beat group’s unprecedented style. People were saying things like “what you waited over a decade for the grime movement to curate” and “remind you of the sweet Lofi-Street-Sound of a nice old Ghetto-Blaster”. Thankfully, while reductive, that’s still kinda fair.
The range these young men span from song to song is heroic. They are masters of emotion (“I Heard”), experts with texture (“Mr. Martyr”), incredible with rhythms (“Ebony Sky”), and fierce wielders of noise (“Queen Is Dead”). But they are also capable of being all of these things at once and coming out the other end with an odd masterpiece like “Way Down in the Hole,” which begins like a warm Miguel demo before inhabiting a bombed-out horror score apparently performed by the ghostly inhabitants of the crumpled space between two terraced houses shortly after an air raid. Young Fathers can do this because they have been making music (and art and videos) together since they were 14 years old, and are telepathic besides.
YF are vocalists and perfectionists all three: Alloysious born in Liberia, Kayus raised by Nigerian immigrants, and G who also provides the score. Together, they croon like a left-field rock band or a ‘90s R&B squad, or rhyme like scions sent either from the D.A.I.S.Y. age or escaped from some distant dystopia in Sun Ra’s mothership, and do so over production that pulls as much from African tradition as it does electronic futurism. If their sound or words sometimes seem bleak, it’s only because the world outside is, and they are a mirror reflecting our truths back. But Young Fathers are also our imaginations running weird, finding color in dark corners and dancing in light nobody else sees.
Yakamoto Kotzuga - Waldeinsamkeit by Bad Panda Records
Gomurmamma by Casiokids
Every day by seabright
BB Bleu by ilovekida
West Coast by theneighbourhood
PHOENIX - TRYING TO BE COOL (WEEKEND WOLVES REMIX) by WEEKEND WOLVES
She was only seeing white light
But suspended all in black
All strangely familiar
In this sudden attack
That girl
She lived an everyday life
Working hard for the man all the time
All her woes crawled away
When the dark came that day
With the dark explosion
The dull aisles of doom
Became caves of joy
A heavenly cocoon
(We wrote this as part of a community project. Phèdre Dancer Leah Gold did the illustration. // http://theblot.tumblr.com // http://theblot.bandcamp.com // @TheBlot_)