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2019. február 17., vasárnap

021 ALTER.NATiON: weekly favtraX 17-02-2019

ALTER.NATiON #21


Jamila Woods, Zora Neale Hurston, Blu & Oh No, Octo Octa,  Jessie Ware, Joseph Mount, pronoun, Wye Oak, Dexter Story, Sudan Archives, Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah, Katarina Pejak, Joni Mitchell, Matmos, HÆLOS, Versing, Archive, Band Of Skulls


weekly favtraX
17-02-2019


Jamila Woods - ZORA
Zora Neale Hurston was an acclaimed novelist who studied the vast complexity of black culture. She was a curious soul who wrote about everything—from marriage and Caribbean voodoo to the American South—by fully immersing herself in it. Yet for whatever reason, Hurston never got the credit she deserved when she was alive; even her masterwork—1937’s Their Eyes Were Watching God—was excoriated by fellow authors in the Harlem Renaissance... Jamila Woods celebrates the icon on “ZORA,” the first single of her forthcoming album LEGACY! LEGACY!, by singing from Hurston’s imagined perspective. Woods—in the spirit of Hurston—hears all the scrutiny from the likes of Richard Wright and Ralph Ellison, but it doesn’t affect her in the slightest. “Your words don’t leave scars/Believe me I’ve heard it all,” Woods declares with a shrug...
Zora Neale Hurston


Blu & Oh No - The Lost Angels Anthem
Blu is a crucial and undersung name within the LA underground-rap lineage, a transitional figure between the early Freestyle Fellowship/Project Blowed days and the right-now dominance of Kendrick Lamar. Below The Heavens, the 2007 album that Blu released with producer Exile, belongs in the canon, and he never stopped working after that... Right now, Blu and Oh No — Madlib’s younger brother and a great psychedelic rap mind in his own right — are getting ready to release a collaborative album. This is good news, and on “The Lost Angels Anthem,” we hear just how it might work. Oh No’s track is warm and hazy, a hypnotic swirl of sweaty drum-loops and synthetic tingle. And Blu remains hypnotic in his own way, breaking down one vowel sound after another with deadpan gravitas, weaving images quickly enough to leave your head spinning.


Octo Octa - I Need You
The incantation that begins Octo Octa’s “I Need You,” 30 seconds of euphoric moaning, could introduce any number of songs. A post-yoga chant could develop with layers of blissed-out voices and the hum of a harmonium. A ’90s house sound might emerge, with a diva calling the shots over groovy drums. What actually happens is a bit of both, nine full minutes of bliss masquerading as a beauty of a dance track. “I Need You” is unquestionably the most perfect moment yet for Octo Octa, a producer who was a core member of the scrappy and adventurous house sound of the California label 100% Silk just a few years ago. Newly signed to Ninja Tune, her skills as a producer have caught up with her ambition. While “I Need You” is not a complicated song it still grabs you tight and hugs you close...


Jessie Ware co-wrote the song with Metronomy’s Joseph Mount
 Jessie Ware Adore You
...Jessie Ware co-wrote the song with Metronomy’s Joseph Mount, and it takes full advantage of the warm intimacy of her voice, the way she always sounds like she’s whispering right to you. It also takes full advantage of her rhythmic poise. Ware has been singing straight-up soul lately, but she got her start guesting on dance producers’ singles, and she knows how to float over a beat. That’s what she does here. The track, which Mount produced, is a sparse and spacious piece of architecture, full of beautiful little synth-glimmers. Ware breezes along over it, the exhilaration of the moment lifting her up. It’s the sound of someone who adores, someone just learning what it means to be adored.

pronoun - stay
The songs that Alyse Vellturo makes as pronoun are huge and immediate. They’re like standing in the middle of a road as an eighteen-wheeler washes over you. That’s how she describes how a break-up feels in her latest song “stay,” but it could just as easily apply to the soaring choruses and breakneck speed she maintains in her songs. “stay” rolls like a boulder down a hill. It takes place in the stolen breaths and dismantling revelations that come with a conversation that ends a relationship, when you realize the person you saw yourself no longer sees themselves with you. She takes that frustration and confusion and turns it into a weaponized pop song, words and thoughts crowding together into an undeniable force that’ll pummel you down.


Wye Oak - Evergreen
...Considering it’s a one-off, “Evergreen” is probably not indicative of any permanent change in Wye Oak’s disposition. But it’s still striking — the first time they’ve really offered up a song that returns to that classic The Knot/Civilian aesthetic. The song almost sounds like it could’ve slotted right in on one of those albums, between Jenn Wasner’s characteristically elusive-yet-expressive vocal, the guitar tones, those spectral horns...

Dexter Story - Gold (Feat. Sudan Archives)
Dexter Story is a Los Angeles-based producer, multi-instrumentalist, and bandleader who’s worked with Madlib, Kamasi Washington, Carlos Niño, Sa-Ra Creative Partners, and more. After sitting in as a drummer for the Ethiopian jazz ensemble Ethio Cali in 2011, he began composing and arranging for the group, developing an interest in East African music that eventually culminated with the release of his 2015 album Wondem, melding modern
Dexter Story
funk, soul, and jazz with music and culture from Ethiopia, Somalia, Eritrea, Sudan, and Kenya...
Parks is a kindred spirit to Story, a Los Angeles-based musician who takes inspiration from Sudanese fiddle tradition. We named her 2018 release Sink, a heady blend of R&B, electronic, and classical, one of the best EPs of last year. “I was intrigued by Sudan Archives’ name because it speaks to methodology and preservation all at once,” Story says. “We met through a mutual friend and this song is a result of us sharing and developing our musical wishes at the time.” “Gold” is a deep groove driven by Parks’ violin and coolly confident vocals...



New Orleans jazz trumpeter Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah doesn’t play jazz. Instead, he calls the music he makes “stretch music,” because it stretches the conventions of jazz to incorporate all kinds of musical idioms — electronic, hip-hop, trap, dub, R&B, funk, Mardi Gras parade music, all coexisting in one musical gestalt. And on “Ancestral Recall,” he continues his mission to use music as a unifying force, connecting the African diasporic tradition back to its West African roots through rhythm. Although ghostly electronic murmurs and Scott’s searing trumpet give the track an otherworldly, larger-than-life sheen, its true lifeblood is its hypnotic percussion...


Katarina Pejak - Sex Kills (Joni Mitchell cover) from Roads That Cross
Katarina Pejak is a Serbia-born singer, songwriter, and pianist who made her home in Nashville. A classically trained pianist, she embraced American roots sounds via her father's record collection and chose a career in blues while still in high school. In fact, her debut album, 2010's Perfume & Luck, gained her admission to the composition and songwriting programs at the Berklee College of Music in Boston, where she won the Songwriting Achievement Award. She released First Hand Stories in 2012 while attending, and after graduation issued Old New Borrowed and Blues in 2016. All were acclaimed in Europe. Her recordings and her high-energy live show on continental and Asian festival stages brought her to the attention of Ruf Records, who signed her for Roads That Cross, her first album with worldwide distribution.



...It’s a fairly relatable premise in the year 2019. Sonically, HÆLOS always traffic in darker aesthetics, but “Boy / Girl” may be the most anxious and melancholic single we’ve heard from Any Random Kindness thus far. Over sputtering beats and strangled synths, vocalists Lotti Benardout and Arthur Delaney trade lines back and forth; it illustrates the meaning of the song perfectly, two voices calling out to each other and occasionally intertwining yet fighting against the digital distortions surrounding them. Overall, “Boy / Girl” feels like a claustrophobic cloud, mirroring a mind paralyzed by broken transmissions sent between two people on opposite sides of an online ether. The song is also sneakily catchy the more you listen to it, almost depicting the way it can be hard to get someone out of your head when they keep reappearing as a specter on social media — or when the circumstances refuse to let those voices totally fade away into the past.

Versing play a loose, appealingly spiky form of indie rock with approachable melodies and a few squalls of dissonant guitar noise thrown in for good measure. The Seattle quartet met at University Of Puget Sound’s college radio station and released their debut full-length, Nirvana, a few years later in 2017...  “Tethered,” a surging post-punk churn driven by the half-spoken chant “We’re tied together/ Tied together/ Tied together.” Salas says, “It’s a reminder of the interconnectedness of humans, to people who make excuses for not doing the right thing.” 








Archive feat. Band Of Skulls - Remains of Nothing
Archive is a music-collective, originating from London, UK, but based in Paris, France for many years where they enjoy a much bigger following. They are signed to Warner Music France. Archive was formed by Londoners Darius Keeler and Danny Griffiths in 1994 and began as an electronica project. At the beginning, they mixed Bristol-style, Massive Attack, Portishead with Rap... Archive are a Collective, not a band.


Jamila Woods, Zora Neale Hurston, Blu & Oh No, Octo Octa,  Jessie Ware, Joseph Mount, pronoun, Wye Oak, Dexter Story, Sudan Archives, Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah, Katarina Pejak, Joni Mitchell, Matmos, HÆLOS, Versing, Archive, Band Of Skulls

2019. január 6., vasárnap

015 ALTER.NATiON: weekly favtraX / 06-01-2019 from PASTE The 50 Best Songs of 2018 (2)

ALTER.NATiON

                                                        Selection from PASTE The 50 Best Songs of 2018

Camp Cope, Neko Case feat. Mark Lanegan, Ought, Mitski, Sunflower Bean, Parquet Courts, Car Seat Headrest, MGMT, Noname, Lizzo, Wye Oak



weekly favtraX
06-01-2019 (2)

Camp Cope - The Opener
Melbourne-based trio Camp Cope’s biting punk track “The Opener,” from their 2018 album How to Socialise & Make Friends, starts like a typical breakup song: “Tell me you never wanna see me again / And then keep showing up at my house.” But as the track progresses, it morphs into an intense, overt call for gender equality in the music industry. Lead vocalist Georgia “Maq” McDonald has a guttural reaction to the sexism her band has faced as she yells, as loud as she can, “Yeah, tell me again how there just aren’t that many girls in the music scene.”



Neko Case feat. Mark Lanegan Curse of the I-5 Corridor
Neko Case’s seven-minute song winds like the long interstate it references: I-5 runs along the West Coast of the U.S., from the Mexican to Canadian border. A duet with Mark Lanegan, who is known for his solo work in addition to collaborations and his work with Queens of the Stone Age, “Curse Of The I-5 Corridor” is a haunting combination of lyrics and sound. The song reflects on the past, and uncovers an unsureness of the future and what it could have brought. Lines like “in the current of your life I was an eyelash in the shipping lanes” and “I fear I smell extinction in the folds of this novocaine age coming on” reveal these aspects. Lanegan’s voice at times becomes an eerie echo to Case’s, lurking in the background, and adds to the tension the song’s instrumental breaks carry.


Ought - Disgraced in America
“Disgraced in America,” from Montreal post-punk band Ought’s album Room Inside the World, is a song led by Tim Darcy’s melodramatic, at times Bowie-esque and other times Ian Curtis-esque, lead vocals, which are so painstaking, impactful and heart-wrenching, they would make an enthralling a cappella track. The track also includes robotic keyboards, jangly, melodic guitars, crying horns and chaotic, dense percussion worth getting lost in.





Mitski - Nobody
Disco beats had a moment this year—and so did cowboys. The slick disco blips appeared first on Kacey Musgraves’s “High Horse,” a dance song fueled by cowboy metaphors, then again, a few months later, on arguably the best song from Mitski’s Be The Cowboy, “Nobody,” in which the indie-rock monarch employs tight basslines and movie-score drums to make a thumping, sweaty dance track. Mitski shouts into the void to anyone who can hear her: “I’m just asking for a kiss / Give me one good movie kiss.” As her despair worsens, the song just gets louder, faster and groovier. Who knew the sound of loneliness could be so irresistible?


Sunflower Bean - Twentytwo
Are you 22? Or, were you at one time 22? Then you know. You know what it feels like when the protective bubble of youth begins to wrinkle and then pop, when adulthood arrives before you were done being a kid. You remember that all-consuming confusion—and stress—born out of questions like “Who am I?” and “What the hell am I supposed to do with the rest of my life?” Sunflower Bean are all-too familiar with those qualms. Each member of the New York City trio, one of the most consistent groups working in indie-rock today, was 22 when they recorded Twentytwo in Blue, and, on a single track, they flawlessly capture the anxiety, beauty, fear, sadness and excitement that permeate a human being’s 22nd year of earth-dwelling. Not to mention, “Twentytwo” is one of the most smartly and creatively composed songs to come out of this year, complete with an achingly melodic chorus and unforgettable riffs...


Parquet Courts - Wide Awake
While it might not have made the cut as our pick for the best song of the year, Parquet Courts’ absolute banger “Wide Awake” deserves the award for the funkiest. This song is everything you need to get your body, well, “movin’ and groovin’, “ain’t ever losin’ the pace,” as the song itself says. The percussion, lead flawlessly by drummer Max Savage, drives the track with a Latin-inspired rhythm that somehow fits just fine in a New York City rock band’s repertoire. Thrown on top of that is arguably the grooviest bass line of the year by Sean Yeaton, layered unexpectedly with A. Savage and Austin Brown’s raucous signature guitar stylings...


Car Seat Headrest - Bodys
Though this magnificent fragment of Will Toledo’s brain technically debuted on the nether-regions of Bandcamp back in 2011, the Twin Fantasy rework is nothing short of exquisite. If every rock song was this immaculate, we’d call it “gold” instead of “rock.” One reason it’s so fantastic is the song’s percussive underbelly: A swarm of pedal effects, drum loops and good ol’ fashioned kit noise carry the song through its near-seven minutes, as Toledo talks us through the song like a math problem, asking, “Is it the chorus yet?.” For all its magnificent sonic arrangements, though, the lyrics are even heftier, a testament to love, life and the fragility of the vessels that hold it all together: “Don’t you realize our bodies could fall apart any second?”


MGMT - Me and Michael
MGMT’s “Me and Michael” from their latest album Little Dark Age is musically about as ’80s as they come with its gleaming synths, booming electronic percussion and VanWyngarden’s soaring yet poignant Pet Shop Boys-esque vocal lead. The chorus is catchy to the point where it’s actually infuriating that someone hasn’t come up with this perfect, ebullient sing-along melody before. This ode to male friendship sounds like the mega-hit that they haven’t quite mustered since 2007’s “Kids” or “Electric Feel.”


Tune-Yards - Colonizer
2018 was the year of the “white voice.” Moviegoers will recognize the phrase from Boots Riley’s afro-surrealist hit Sorry to Bother You, in which a black telemarketer finds success employing a cartoonishly caucasian-sounding voice when calling customers. Tune-Yards (who scored that film) explored a similar concept six months earlier on “Colonizer,” a surprising and raucously arranged anthem of self-interrogation. Like much of its surrounding album, the song is an examination of white privilege, with Merrill Garbus grappling with the “white woman’s voice” she uses while telling “stories of travels with African men.” It’s not satire, or at least not the outward-facing kind. “A lot of people assume I’m commenting on another white woman or that it’s ironic or sarcastic, but it’s actually just true,”


Noname - Blaxpoitation
There was the old Noname, the one who ducked and dodged around the fluttery rhythms and subdued melodies of her debut EP Telefone like a shy hummingbird, beautiful but weightless. But with “Blaxploitation,” from her new album Room 25, Noname is finally ready for all the limelight. She spits out lines like “Penny proud, penny petty, pissing off Betty the Boop / Only date n****s that hoop, traded my life for cartoon,” with a previously unheard vigor over a bass-line that pops. No one is safe from Noname’s polemic—not the artists that blow up and move to the yuppie Wicker Park neighborhood in Chicago, not those mammy-stereotype “Power of Pine-Sol” commercials, not even Noname herself for indulging in noted anti-LGBT restaurant Chick-Fil-A.


Lizzo - Boys
Why pick one summer crush when you can marvel at them all? That’s the question at stake on the wonderfully raunchy “Boys,” which finds Lizzo grasping and declaring her sexuality via a series of delicious male typecasts. She’s not picky, either, singing, “I like big boys, itty bitty boys / Mississippi boys, inner city boys.” An overtly groovy bass line flavored with high-pitched electric guitar carries the song through. A dance-y boasting of sexuality, “Boys” is a flirty summer jam.



Wye Oak - The Louder I Call, The Faster It Runs
The phrase “dream pop banger” would be a contradiction in terms if not for this glorious song, the centerpiece of Wye Oak’s album of the same name. Jenn Wasner, who has spent a decade honing one of the greatest voices in indie-rock, sings about the inexorable urge to seek patterns in chaos, repeating the title with mantra-like fervor: “The louder I call, the faster it runs / The louder I call, the faster it runs.” And then the song seems to do precisely that, growing faster, louder, more joyously overwhelmed, as it spins around and around its central refrain.



Camp Cope, Neko Case feat. Mark Lanegan, Ought, Mitski, Sunflower Bean, Parquet Courts, Car Seat Headrest, MGMT, Noname, Lizzo, Wye Oak