Meh. It's a piecemeal kind of summer. The weather comes and goes, some joys are found, but something is missing. It's like I'm just waiting it out. Same goes for the music somehow. No great anthem, no season-defining album. Just a few choice pieces here and there. And here are five of them.
Timber Timbre - Demon Host
Atmospheric little piece I discovered in the excellent film Stories We Tell.
Ornette Coleman - Chanting
A rare moment of simple beauty on a crazy and unique-sounding album.Tyler, The Creator - 911 / Mr. Lonely
What kind of stitched together Frankenstein's monster of a production is this? Its sutures are as beautiful as its flaps of skin though. Closest to a summer hit I've found so far this year.
“[Frank Ocean] was like, ‘Let me try something.’ He just started saying ‘chirp chirp chirp chirp’ about 400 fuckin’ times.”
Check out the Colbert performance for a bit of pure joy too:
Squarepusher - Papalon
More of patchworky delicately balanced constructions in this oldie goldie from one of the bestest bass-beasts. His breakneck bass-neck runs after the 4-minute mark are a massage for my ears.
Four Tet - Planet
Speaking of ear-candy. Four Tet released some new dance-music and nails every single sound as usual.
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