Showing posts with label Intergalactic. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Artist Feature #3 - Durrty Goodz



Earlier this year, the UK network MTVBase aired a special about the UK’s best emcees of 2010, which was determined through a panel-points system. It was widely publicized and developed into quite an event, and rightly so, considering the UK's urban talent pool is finally being recognized globally. Twitter and blogs went abuzz with all-out rejections of certain people, as well as new suggestive lists written up. Of the new entries, there were expectedly a few constants. Ghetts, Kano and Dot Rotten fans appeared on forums with severe expletives as to why they should have been put on. Ghetts even took it further releasing a music video dissing the panel and the selected. But another name also surfaced with regularity: Durrty Goodz. The difference with him, however, was a lack of ludacracy on those same forums regarding his omission. It wasn’t surprising; in fact, it's almost become expected.

Doogz has been the most underrated artist since grime had artists of recognition to begin with. Personally, I’ve never understood this. One factor may be his rapid-style which may lose listeners; yet I find it to be one of the most punctuating and clear dialects within British grime. Maybe it’s his refusal to sacrifice his musical style for money, having rejected numerous label deals. Perhaps it’s his output consistency, which is relatively minimal in the hungry-for-moar mentality of grime fans. This would seem to be the best hypothesis, however no one can really knock Doogz' work ethic. That’s because when his releases are put forth, it’s a fucking mad ting. The quality-over-quantity discussion runs ramped over the waves, and Goodz is the primary example of the former. Whatever the reason, it has become standard practice to deny Durrty Goodz the due recognition. But every time ‘a season, man comes out of seclusion to shake up the scene and silence all critics. It’s these moments of musical reverence as to why I maintain that Goodz is the most underrated of artists, the best MC alive on the planet, and maybe single most talented rapper since Tupac. There I said it. Now let me give a run down on why this is the case.



First, if you haven’t read my initial review on Goodz back in early 2009, check it here. As a stated then, Goodz uses banging dubstep and grime tracks to bestow himself to listeners. Though whereas many grime emcees use pop or house beats to gain favor, Goodz does it on the flip-side using ace producers of grimey, bass-heavy, dark-sythed tracks. This has allowed the rapper to stay true to himself, while bulding a dedicated following, primarily asserting himself as a grime artist. Meanwhile his counter-parts tend to be percieved as selling out toward commercial ends. His speed, clarity, and variance define him as an undisputable top-rated lyricist in the trade, sans national borders. What makes a good emcee overall, and especially in the grime scene, is all brought out in Durrty Goodz.

WAR: In recent years grime has moved away from the battle antics that made it so popular to the public eye, as it illuminated the skills of unheard British talent. Wiley’s infamous Eskidance event was one of the single most popular showcases of grime talent. Wiley steady built his reputation clashing, and annihilating emcees on his own platform. That is, until Goodz came along to become the only emcee to clash Wiley and win outright. The years after that, war dubs toward the emcee became more difficult as he regressed off the radar. Even then, if put to the test man will clash and beat anyone. Props.

VERSATILITY: Doogz has demonstrated his versatility time and time again. He has said he considers all of the urban music genres to be hip-hop, in its original sense. And like so, he released his album last year to critical acclaim. KRS-1 vocal samples litter the album, which features appearances from Steve Marley, Caron Wheeler, and Goodz brother Crazy Titich. Goodz also released it as a free giveaway online. The album’s depth solidified Doogz as not only a grime emcee, but a lyricist all his own. Prior to that, his Axiom EP had him riding DnB tempos with ease, as well as the legendary “Switching Songs II”, which had him changing his delivery and style over classic garage riddims. The follow up release “Ultrasound” was equally versatile featuring tracks of 4/4 electro (mocking the scensters), R&B, grime and dubstep.



DEPTH: Goodz' music runs deep. His musical references substantiate this, having the anthemic tune “Give Me The Music” arranged with a single corus, put at the end. Blackdown revealed in his column that this was an homage to Stevie Wonder, demonstrating Goodz’ perspective of musical history in the youth-built grime scene, whom often seem to disregard those transcendental, street-expressive experiences of the past. “Switching Songs Pt. II” showed a methodical equilibrium between Goodz’ ‘versailty-as-concept’ and the song as a variable, interdependent canvas. Dot Rotten’s hidden production “Real Talk” runs deep emotionally as well. The incarceration of Goodz and his brother is one of grime’s most tragic tales. Goodz was put on trial alongside his half-brother, Crazy Titch for murder. Doogz was to be acquitted while his brother, a rising star within the nascent grime scene, was given a life sentence.

As a result to his tribulations, Goodz has grown into a true artist creative a substantial message to his listeners. While a lot of his counter-parts relish in negative street portrayals of bare hype, Goodz calls for an end to this negativity, which underlie the real talk and imagery his music evokes. True to form, Doogz again gets deep into creative procedure with “Jail Tales”, in which he draws comparisons of the music industry and it’s glorifications of illicit lifestyles and imprisonment, to those of his own honest reflections of jail and it’s repercussions. His BBC video freestyle is a must watch. Though his singing isn’t his status marker, his conceptualization and delivery is top-notch with metaphors and similes sublime.



Now Goodz is back. And when it seems he can no longer elevate his status, he drops a fucking bomb on the entire grime scene with hype in excess. Seemlessly integrating all the previously covered qualities of Goodz, recently he has remarkably showcased them all in one tune. In an impromptu session, Goodz had put it out there on Twitter he wanted to come into Sama’ show. Sama was actually not planning on going live that night, but with Goodz being quite the rarity, appropriate accommodations were arranged. But listeners tuning in to ear some live bars from Goodz wouldn’t get such. In promotion of his upcoming release, “Overall”, due out in early May, he came through with a few teasers tracks from the album. Included was his just released single “Oi, What You Looking At?”, which featured a well produced, if bizarre, video set in a futuristic, hobbesiean environment with Goodz at the top of the food chain. The tune that shook the Kiss studios, however, and stirring far bigger waves was “Battle Hype”. The entire interview can be played, below.



Those characteristics of depth, conceptuality, versatility, and war with a fervent lyricism, become apparent in this massive 11+ minute sonic-event. First kick it off, he bigs up “all the artists featuring”, saying they are critical to the grime scene. Then all hell ensues. Riding a simple Silencer riddim which harkens back to the old days of battle sets, Goodz’ intro set’s up a battle amongst grime’s elite; an epic battle featuring Skepta, Ghetts, Wiley, Dizzee Rascal, Kano, D Double E and Crazy Titch. At first the radio quality diminished the sound, but it wasn’t quite clear who was spitting. Then I realized it was actually Goodz. All the featured artists were Goodz. He was impersonating the emcees, used their staple flows and vocal tones to recreate a conceptual battle with the scene’s top talent; including Goodz paring himself. Matching various artists up with one another, Goodz incredibly executes these artists with accuracy. His versatility changes command with each series of bars exchanged. Then Crazy Titch to close it out?! Maaddd ting.

The beautiful aspect of Battle Hype is that he wasn’t directly aiming at these artists. He even reiterated with Sama that he was giving a nod of respect to these artists. Even so, 'he was sending' came the rebuttals… the ambiguity is fascinating. Following Ghetts’ “Who’s On The Panel” release just one day after the MTVBase special, Ghetts made a sly marketing move by releasing a tune w/ video the very next day. Likewise, Goodz knows the time is right for grime, and causing a stir like this with an indirect, passive-aggressive, but no less damaging manner, was simply genius. Further, it’s well known no one wants to directly send for Goodz. So even if someone did respond back, they would still have an uphill battle, and with Goodz off radar being an actual artist, as opposed to tweeting 24/7, there is little to take charge with him personally.



The fact he utilized so many emcees in his tune, while being a sort of relative-outsider within the top ranks (but no doubt still within them), he’s enabled himself to puppeteer a massive par without being clearly able to retaliate effectively, while by design also building massive internet hype for his forthcoming album. Genius. Seems Durrty Goodz once again is on point to elevate his stature as a music artist. It may seem a bit overzealous to suggest he’s the best rapper since Tupac, but that’s simply because he’s also the most underrated… so you just done know. So make sure you cop the new album "
Overall" in May; guaranteed to be a certified banger. P.E.A.C.E.

Durrty Goodz Interview + Battle Hyper Debut on Logan Sama (Radio)

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Love, Actually?

(Yup, that's me, still on that baggy, saggy jeans tip, haha. London, 2008).

Love at first sight? Ha. Certainly not. Recently I'm feeling like the idea of true love between people is just an expressive conduit we just label as truth because it fits so well. Perhaps those vividly brilliant moments of happiness, so often haphazardly swept upon us, are a reflection of the environment and personal reception with those we shared them with at the time. As for myself, such a particular experience came from an unknown city in a foreign culture. But this phenomenon may manifest at any occurrence of a shared, elated experience. A place that blossoms a sentiment of love toward one, or even multiple individuals. I would never usually believe in love at first sight. Standard. But c'est le vie... and it's one big trip. Those who have garnered a flash of instant attraction, which was then built upon into an ensuring relationship, and eventual eternity may seem so. After all, such an extended scenario undoubtedly seems meant to be. But I'm no high, late-night cynic blogger. I have experienced love at first sight... I think.

An instant, though no less strange attraction occurred absolutely. I was never to know if I loved her. Regardless of my inconsistent feelings that will continue to shift from yesterday into tomorrow, I know there was definitely love involved. If you haven't noticed already, my personal expression of love in the present has shifted with each word scrawled in this post. I should probably stick to music where I can relay those sentiments much better. No worries, there is plenty soul-striking music in this one 'ere.

Now back to my original concept about love initiated, or even just developing, "at first sight". My ambiguous idea (as if I can think straight on this) suggests those heart-felt moments of love are more so based on the connection of 'loving life' (happiness), and allowing that to transcend into a connection with those people you're surrounded by and sharing such energy. That's quite obvious on itself. But that undeniability reels out of control when the idea of a soul-mate style love between two individuals is put in the spotlight. Could cupid really aim efficiently on a crowded, smoke-and-laser filled dance floor, in a dark labyrinth after downing a couple pints of pilsner? Really??

So then the hasty memory proceeds. Dancing to some dirty bass after being surprisingly swept off a back-alley concrete curb by what seemed like a sleek vampire in true fashion who likes to watch things burn. Super sexy in her dancing threads; black pants, on black skate shoes, on a black top. So simple. Her true physical elegance was yet to be witnessed... like goddess status-- no joke. With barely words spoken we kissed. There was no emotion at all. But my drawl toward her remained. "Who the fuck is this?", kept leaping through my head. After that night, her image would be a primary thing revolving in my mind for weeks. However, I was giving little concern to the environment I was in. A U.S. kid in a foreign country connecting in a wordless world of the illest-electronic beats on the planet, and sharing this moment with another foreign stranger carrying the attitude of a Russian bad girl in her graceful 2-step. A multiculturalist named Rozé, who was actually quite sweet when tastefully sampling life's nectar on her own terms. She owned her element and anyone that tried to step into it. Being used to plastic Cali girls in my native upbringing, this one was everything I never got to see and single-handedly changed my perception on my type of woman. Her other hand was holding a cocktail.

Without getting easily carried away with my recollection, I can't help but feel it actually derives from the particular time and space I was in... and a blessed nostalgia that continues to follow. That personal place in the world that will never be replaced and can never be brought back. That was the love I was longing for and that I found in her. That's perhaps why I feel such strong feelings for someone I met 3 years ago. I barely even knew her. I had much longer and"intense"
relationships (in the traditional-contextual sense of the word) around the same time period, but Rozé had the ability to erase all of those lovely women in a heartbeat. Little did I know our last kiss that night would be one of the very few in our ever so strange relationship. Two planet's colliding but only one takes the hit. Her lukewarm reception was blatantly evident, often frustrating and mind-bending at times. Yet I was allured by it, never really knowing if I even warmed to her. But to not be requited didn't matter in the end. It was that illicit pleasure I craved for. I mean, for no one else could I imagine buying my own packs of cigarettes, which happened to be her favorite brand, just to share one with her... and I don't even smoke. Because just like a cigarette, I wanted that momentary high with complete disregard for the consequences.

All I know is those memories of that city will never be the same without her. I don't think I loved her, but then again I've contradicted that numerous times already in this story. For someone who enjoys controlling a situation, this adorable and perplexing creature was the most interesting, exciting and enticing person I've ever met... and I had absolutely no grasp. Who will come next, Jah only knows. But that city I love so much, and those people I also cared for so dearly, which created moments in time that will never be completely captured; these are all encapsulated in
Rozé. So if that's what love a first sight is, then it most definitely can happen. And it ain't no long ting, trust me. Bless.

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Below is a song I've been hooked on ever since I was shown it earlier this summer. Definitely my favorite joint so far this year. The rapidly rising artist, Theophilus London via
Brooklyn, NY generates sounds of earlier hit genres like funk, eletro, soul and punk, melding them into progressive reusability, while maintaining that be-easy signature hip-hop vibe. Certainly not one to take your eyes off in the near future. A charming man indeed. My south-coast creepers can catch Theophilus London at HARD Summer 2010 this Saturday, August 7th in Los Angeles.

In pure rhythm with my post, his spectacular video "Humdrum Town" is about how going back to a certain place -- a country, a city, a street -- can and will be forever altered once that one you loved it with is gone. I originally got into this tune in Brooklyn coincidentally. Authentic yes, but I'd I'll prefer to take it back to the CB-1 and blast my headphones on a badboy BMX. Thinking of her it's a different city, but change is the only thing that's constant.... so ride on. P.E.A.C.E.


This video says everything I can't...



Felt - Woman Tonight

Saturday, July 24, 2010

The Real Queen of Britain



Many were recently disheartened to hear about the upcoming departure of BBC Radio1's experimental bass host, Mary Anne Hobbs. Anyone who knows me personally, knows I'm a heavy fanboy of hers. Normally I'd reject with embarrassment and complete deniablity such a label. But with Mary Anne, I can't hide the truth: I absolutely adore her. I most definitely would not be in the subcultural realm I am today without her weekly guidance on global bass music. So let me tell you the story of a naive kid stranded on a far away island...

After moving to the UK, I was actually introduced to dubstep that first week in January 2008. At the time, it was quite unavoidable in Britain as opposed to the US, which was en route to materialize to the almost comparable level it is today. A friendly stranger whom I'd met dropped off a copy of Kode 9 and Spaceape's "Memories of the Future". Although I liked it for exposing me to those deep, dark, tripped-out qualities, I still think it was a bit heavy as an introduction to dubstep from an American novice. (I now rate it as one of my top bass albums ever). After coming to love those plowing, guttural basslines I still tended to treat it as strictly party music. Which was totally welcomed at the time, especially dwelling in the authenticity of urban Britain. Where a bit of acid or ketamine made even the most deep and desolate of dubstep feel like "party music.

It wasn't until August of '08 that dubstep would become entrenched in me. That same stranger whom blessed be with the sound, had by then become my best mate. He gave me a mix which he explained that I just had to check out. The normally articulate, expressive rollerblader didn't even have words for it... just left it for me listen. That mix was the now infamous "Generation Bass" on Mary Anne's show. For the those unfamiliar, in 2006, the now trademarked dubstep pioneers of today had come together on MAH's show to produce a legendary set known as "Dubstep Warz". In tandem with Mary Anne's heavy work with Barcelona's Sonar Festival, this show became one of the pivotal moments in dubstep's still burgeoning history, helping precipitate it's ignition to eventual world-wide stardom.


(Mary Anne Hobbs @ Sonar Festival Barcelona, 2010).

Anyways, for summer 2008, MAH had gathered all of the same producer-DJ's of Warrior Dubz; Mala (Digital Mystikz), Skream, Kode 9, Vex'd, Hatcha, Loefah and Distance. She asked each of the preceding to choose a special up-and-coming artist to champion. A symbolic torch passing if you will; the hype for this show was eagerly anticipated and massive recognition would surely follow. This one-off two hour event -- all alone underneath the stars with a spiff in hand-- single-handedly made me a full-throttle bass head. An eclectic line-up indeed. Joker and Kulture became and still are my favorite producers, one respectively introducing the "purple" sound to the world, as the latter rescinded into poet irrelevance; albeit with true unsung classics under belt. Not an old-school UKG head till way later, Oneman's garage overtones opened and blew my mind. Chef, although not producing at the time, went on to mix the classic Dubstep Allstars series and is still a ascending internationally. Starkey rocked Maida Vale studios, making the transcontinental trip and representing the rising US scene. Cyrus (Random Trio) closed it out creating a deep, nightmarish environment just as dubstep began moving away from those traditional qualities.


(Mary Anne Hobbs @ WMC Miami, 2010).

After that show I began tuning in weekly. I remember leaving the clubs a bit early on Wednesday nights just to come home, spark up, and post-party with MAH woman. When I was unwilling forced to come back stateside in 2009, having withdrawals and cultural re-shock, Mary Anne gave me two hours of solace. When I'd miss a show I'd feel at a loss as if missing an important doctor's appointment. She always kept everyone ahead of the game. Her gentle laugh intoxicating, her voice as soothing as the deep dubplates provided. When she ventured back to Cali, where she used to reside years earlier, her West Coast Rocks special with XLR8R demonstrated her foresight ability of sonic aesthetics by producers that broke the rules and re-energized the global movement. Exposure of LA's Low End Theory boys and SF innovators like Lazer Sword began a powerful exchange of ideas back to the origins of the UK, and infecting everywhere else along the way. It was undoubtedly taking place without Mary Anne, she simply provided her audience with a panoramic lens to view the global, subcultural movement of bass-weighted material.



When I inevitably made it to Low-End Theory, I was finally granted the opportunity to see her live. Down from SB, I was alone in LA on a Wednesday night after leaving my credit card and passport with the bar at S.M.O.G. the night before. It was a random occurrence that also happened to coincide on birthday. Finally meeting Mary Anne and induced by her gravitating personality and warm, congenial manner, only solidified my admiration for her. The set was outstanding. And when I mentioned I had come down from SB and it was my birthday, the queen granted me a sweet kiss on the cheek... best B-day gift ever.


(Mary Anne Hobbs and Hoodzpah @ Low End Theory, 2010)

Now she's moving on... as she posted a full statement on her MySpace this week:

"Last week I resigned from BBC Radio1, after an amazing multi-dimensional 14 year career. The great freedoms the BBC have given me as a broadcaster, have allowed me to help break so many confrontational artists as diverse as Slipknot and Skream, and of course, the whole genre of Dubstep in recent times. My current Experimental show is in peak condition, it’s never been stronger. And although it’s a very emotional decision to leave the show that I love so much, it’s also an optimum moment to bow out, at the very top of my game. My work for Radio1 on the Breezeblock, Rock Show, many fascinating documentaries about everything from David Bowie to Dubstep, on daytime, at festivals and award ceremonies, has been exceptionally rewarding. These have been glory days not just for me, but for all the artists who have shared my BBC platform, and of course, the listeners everywhere from Beijing to Berlin, Baltimore to Blackpool, who shared a great passion for future sound. I will continue to DJ live, work in film, and curate at Sonar festival in Barcelona. I have also accepted a new job mentoring and teaching students at the University of Sheffield’s Union Of Students radio station, TV station and the newspaper that operate out of their superb Forge Media Hub, which presents me with a really exciting new challenge. My last show on BBC Radio1 will be broadcast: September 8th>>9th … Wednesday night >> Thursday morning… 2-4am www.bbc.co.uk/radio1/maryannehobbs Thank you so much for listening." --Mary Anne Hobbs

No, thank you, Mary Anne. Your show became a staple in my life for a good spell. It will be sad not to hear that lovely, gratifying voice, but we all wish you the best in your future endeavors. You mean the world to so many people, the world over, personifying our passion for music and culture so unique and unparalleled. Can't wait to catch you back in LA for some live action! P.E.A.C.E.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Bass Invades State



Alright, alright. It's time to get back to what this blog thang was about in the first place. Hype men. Time to big up my Santa Babylon crew. Haven't gotten into them on the interwebz since I first linked-up with the hometown brethren. Back when I was just a bass head having withdrawals from living in the UK. (Check out one of the first Rebel Elite Union post in early 2009 promoting Santa Barbara's underground bass scene, here.) A lot's changed since then. As much as the multifaceted faces of dubstep itself, I suppose.

These boys have gained the city's attention in just a year's time. From the cramped quarters of Muddy Waters café, filled with intentionally overloaded bass speakers, it seemed destined to remain an event well under radar. Recent turns in the Pacific current have placed us on the State Street scene, without forgetting the intentional overload of bass speakers. State is our high street for those who don't know, and in a paradise like S.B. it's a difficult task to bring effective underground music events to the city inhabited by the likes of Oprah and Ty Warner. You only get there once you tap the inner flex of the city.

By doing it blatantly, and in complete disregard -- straight dirty -- Santa Babylon opposes the typical appeasements of the masses. Ever tired of a night out on State and hearing the reverberation of Top 40 in every direction... we bring the BASS. One of our front men got socked in the kidney by some waste girl at the first State event in January cause she couldn't handle this shit. She started crying to herself. Her mascara dripped. Then my man played some more bass.

By mixing the true steppa's supporting since 2006 with those typical state street goers and friends of years past, Santa Babylon is making some serious moves. Who would have thought go-go's would ever work for a dubstep show? Yet, strangely we've pulled it off, even if their exact role is uncertain. The last event at Statyment, was the second and most rocking yet. Finally playing their own productions alongside dubstep's global bangers, my mandem is getting felt from the inner-shock waves to the most subtle vibrations.

Keeping it local since invading State with the talents of DJ's Professor West and Mackle, the seed has been sown. Past collaborations with friends up and down the Westcoast, from Portland-based LoDubs to LA's heavy hitting S.M.O.G. crew, the Santa Babylon syndicate is ready to trigger this earthquake everyone keeps hyping up. Basslines so deep it's putting tension on the tectonic plates. The fault line is Babylon. Invading your city one bass at a time.

Lastly, I want to big up everyone who contributed to our vision. First my Santa Babylon crew: ERS-1 a.k.a. DJ Magneto. We know how consumed you are in your life's priorities and appreciate your continued presence which is always desired and often a necessity. Step Correct, he'll guarantee that he's a good guy... while steadily melting your face. As well as City Mavrick and 9FeetOfSmoke, the burning man soundbwoys known to throw down the dopest dubstep parties on The Playa as DFHY; I can't wait to find out this summer. Music aside, these cats command a tremendous amount of respect from me personally when things got sticky last summer. So safe, y'all.

Outs to Akaider, the man with the cam always holding down the Los Angeles connection. Keep us reeling, rudeboy. Professor West and DJ Mackle we know this is the begining of something big for all of us. Respect requites respecting and you guys always throw down the weight proper! Big up's to my galdem KiT, Aya and Anom, our go-go-fire-playin'-poi-slingin'-hoopers. I've just been introduced to your wicked styles but you really livened up the place. To all my 'round the world girls getting low with the subs. And to all my Santa Barbara bass heads, old and new, who came just to skank up the night... Bless.

Be sure to check us out at the Play With Fire Productions' "Neverending Party" in San Luis Obispo April 10. Santa Babylon will be hosting the Dub stage the entire night with talent from throughout the central coast. Professor West will also be making an appearance on the main stage. We'll be back at Statemynt on the 4.16.2010 and then we'll be bringing a little smoke to Ghetto Life and Tonz of Drumz' "I Love LA" 4:20 Celebration Day, 4.18.2010. Check SantaBabylon.com for upcoming events. P.E.A.C.E.

Santa Babylon @ Statemynt 3.19.2010:


Event Link: SantaBabylon.com


Play With Fire Productions presents... "The NeverEnding Party"
All Night Dubstep Stage hosted by Santa Babylon.
4.10.2010 @ Private Location. San Luis Obispo, CA:

Event Link: Play With Fire Events

Santa Babylon will be back at our current residence for Round 3.
4.16.20.10 @ Statemynt. 519 State Street, Santa Barbara, CA

Kulture - Steppin' Outta [Santa] Babylon

Friday, February 19, 2010

The Answer



Still trying to piece together just what the fuck this be about... but whatever it is: Power to the people. At first my goal was to figure out if I genuinely liked this madness, or rather, if I simply listened for the novelty such an outlandish act brings out. (i.e. Sage Francis coming on stage in a Jedi robe to spit a mouthful of water on the front-row hoppers). Nonetheless, Die Antwoord, Afrikaans for "The Answer," certainly have put together a unique formula... the answer will come once this electric worldwide-hype subsides. But since my early introduction a few days ago, I've zefinitely decided these South African rats got some next level, full-flex business to handle; like opening for the Cape Town World Cup this summer. Yes, I'm certifiably serious... Or insane.

With some A-grade expert quality shit, Ninja, Yolandi and Hi-Tek perfectly demonstrate the 21st century ability for anyone to make music; to express themselves in whatever twisted mentality they please. My personal mind-state can barely comprehend the bustin' dance moves in Pink Floyd boxershorts to hyphed-up rhymes about ninjas and 'zef-style' only to be topped off with a progerian survivor avatar interchanged frequently with unspoken producer DJ Hi-Tek. Wait...what?!? Just peep the videos on my interwebz, man. These fools got mad zef-appeal which got me mad hyped for the US tour. P.E.A.C.E.

pro·ger·i·a (prō-jîr'ē-ə):
n. A rare congenital disorder of childhood that is characterized by rapid onset of the physical changes typical of old age, usually resulting in death before the age of 20. Also called Hutchinson-Gilford syndrome. [pro-2 + Greek gēras old age,geriatrics + -ia1.]












Check this new single -- Available for free download at www.dieantwoord.com

Die Antwoord - Jou Ma se Poes in 'n Fishpaste Jar

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Space Bass



As dubstep spreads vehemently worldwide, producers have moved away from the early intentions of the music to create stomping dance floor anthems. The early use of the music was to create a dark mood of deep effect. “Deep dubstep” became the nominal term to describe these musicians as the genre transgressed toward the dance scene. Burial, a pioneer who launched dubstep to massive notoriety in 2006, would fall under the guise of deep dubstep; albeit the reclusive producer is without a doubt in his own tripped out musical realm. Some people might also call it “ambient dubstep,” but I dislike that term for the false implications “ambient” can induce upon a genre, especially an inherently movable, dance style like dubstep.

When DJ Distance was selected to choose his replacement for last summer’s Generation Bass, he epitomized this transitional sentiment perfectly: “The reason I picked Cyrus for 2008 is because of his production style really. It’s original; it just stands amongst the stuff at the moment which is all kind of dance floor. His stuff to me just creates a space, and like an environment, which is what dubstep is all about to start out with.”

Whatever surrounding deep dubstep seems to create, that notion of building an environment with the music, similar to minimal techno, is the hallmark of that original dubstep quality. To note, these hybridized subgenre labeling for dubstep, are highly arguable. Dubstep is barley definable in its own right, still being at a relatively infantile, and extremely innovative and experimental stage. My personal use of such terms is simply to express a most universally precise assertion of my experience, in regards to these sounds, in hoping you can share my elation for what is currently being developed underneath the global barrage of bass-weight bangers.

Lately I’ve been listening to a similar sect of such environmental-shifting tunes, what I like to call “Space Bass.” I contrived the term to describe those ultramodern, cosmic auras being created within the scene. I first noticed it with Starkey’s Ephemeral Exhibits, released late last year. The Philadelphia-based producer demonstrates a rare ethereal side of his abilities, with a celestial journey into Low-Earth Orbit that would bring any astronaut on the International Space Station to a zero-gravity boogey. The outro-track, appropriately titled Spacewalk, would be a prime choice for a NASA selectah’s closing track to reload as the sunrises over the Earth, signaling the astronomical tomorrow has arrived and thus ending a literal ‘out-of-this-world’ party.

Veteran electro producer Anthony Rother’s just released, double-CD debut for the German-based Telekraft label, takes us further into the deep void of space bass. Staying true to his German roots, he maintains the 4/4 pace. The album, entitled My Name Is Beuys Von Telekraft, also seems to introduce us to an extraterrestrial alter-ego representing the dark side of Rother. Man takes advantage of lo-fi technique and mechanized vocals to create an extraordinary futurist, outer space environment. His relentless basslines release a cascade of high energy particles through the deep, empty ambiances like solar flares in the magnetosphere. That’s a serious warning for the biochemical damage your body may incur when this guy hits the set on an 800-Watt sub-system.

As technology continues to expand our knowledge of the universe, there’s sure to be more sonic output of cosmic expression, as music remains a primary outlet for the inquisitive questions and conditions of tomorrow. Today, deep dubstep is one of the few genres with the innate ability to encapsulate that vibe. So rock on, Earthlings. “Space Bass” has landed and comes in P.E.A.C.E.

Link: www.starkey-music.com
Link: www.datapunk.de

Starkey - Spacewalk