…the gaping hole that my disappointment with Massive Attack’s Heligoland left me with.
It’s basically Far East meeting Southern Rhythm and Blues in the brain of that scraggly bass wanderer, Gaslamp Killer. It’s rad.
The Mad Decent crew slipped this one out to the blogosphere yesterday. Four Floors is a low end workout-and-a-half; a track guaranteed to hit the club circuit hard. I dig the production, but, I kinda prefer my Diplo a little more sweaty and tropical and a little less like it came out of a London basement, but that’s just me. I suspect this won’t be the last we’re hearing from Sunday Girl either.
This is a pretty funny/informative little post on what’s happening in movies today, photographically.
Memory Cassette becomes Memory Tapes becomes Weird Tapes and makes chunky electro-pop. Whatever the name, I dig.
Mia Doi Todd’s tropical vibe fits like a glove with that unmistakable Gondry touch. It’s colorful and involves t-shirts and choreography. There’s also bonus homo-eroticism! I’ve watched this more than a few times…