Not to beat a dead horse, but Baths is playing the Troubadour on Saturday night (tomorrow!) with Braids and Gobble Gobble. His will be one of the best sets you’ll see all year, so you should probably see it. Also, I’ve posted about this before, but Will Wiesenfeld’s ambiently inclined side project Geotic has since made it onto the greater blogosphere’s radar, and it seems like a good time to remind all-a-y’all that his entire oeuvre under that name is available for free over here. <Click there. Get Hearth and Mend.
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Review: Jamie of the XX Reinvents Gil Scott-Heron for the Hipster Set
For more than two decades, younger artists have been reinterpreting the work of legendary spoken-word poet and rap forefather Gil Scott-Heron. He’s been sampled, quoted, name-dropped, and featured by Common, Blackalicious, Aesop Rock, and Public Enemy. One of his famous poems from the ’60s took up a startling amount of real estate on Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy last year, even as Scott-Heron returned with a stunner of a new album, his first since 1994, I’m New Here. The man’s relevance is established (gilded), so is a remixed version of his latest necessary, or is We’re New Here—a reinterpretation by The XX producer Jamie Smith—simply hype-mongering?
Read the rest of the review over at the A.V. Club.
Q&A: Baths Flips Through his Flickr for Photos from a Banner Year (plays Troubador Saturday)
Baths plays the Troubadour on Saturday night with Braids!
This is a fun one. I’ve been a big fan of Baths since the little dude first popped onto my radar (LA Weekly ran the first feature on him), and we’ve stayed in touch since. For our latest collabo (ha), we sat down and flipped through his Flickr account as a way to look back on his huge, hectic 2010, and even to muse a bit on the future of Will Wiesenfeld’s music.
Here’s an excerpt: “It’s [pauses] everything I want in life, basically. A gay romance between Batman and Superman would be the best thing ever.”
Yeah, that was taken out of context. Read the whole thing at the A.V. Club.
Watch: Wallpaper Hits MTV with #STUPiDFACEDD
Due to WordPress-derived technical difficulties, I can’t actually embed the video on Aural Standards, but it’s worth a click or two to watch. Dig in!
Live: Lissie Covers Hank Williams in L.A., Makes You Crush Real Freakin’ Hard
No particular reason to post this right now — the show was several weeks ago — except to say this. If you haven’t yet fallen in love with Lissie, get your mind right, (wo)man. Catch her live the next chance you get. For now, you can read about the experience over at Spin.
Review: Lykke Li Grows Up, Turns Back on Love
Two things. One, pick up the new issue of Spin to read David Marchese‘s fantastic cover story on the lovely Ms. Lykke Li. (I’ve got a pony in that race too, of course — OFWGKTA, swag you very much.) Two, check out my review of her new album, Wounded Rhymes, at the A.V. Club.
Underground Rap Takes on Gabriel Giffords Shooting, Tea Party Hate, Antoine Dodson
Is it just me or is smart rap getting pissy these days? There’s something in the water east of California, I’m convinced, because Isaiah Toothtaker and his Tuscon, AZ, cohorts are whipping up some dastardly, devilish rhymes. And Big Sole, formerly of Anticon, is out in Denver, churning out what may prove to be the most fiery, on-point agit-prop rap of the new century. I had the pleasure of debuting a couple of videos from these dudes.
First, check out “White Rage,” by Sole and featuring a glorious sermon by the one and only Evangelist J.B. Best (a.k.a. Pedestrian). Then, watch the menacing clip from the Toothtaker, co-directed by Walter Gross.
Review: …And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead are Half Dead, Half Amazing
Face it, music fans. …And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead will just never — never — be what they once were. Source Tags & Codes is, excuse my french, a simply unfuckwittable album. A cornerstone of the “indie rock” canon. And everything since has been … alright. So there’s a new record out. It’s their umpteenth. And it mostly disappoints but for one, incredibly key exception. See what it is via my review at the A.V. Club.
Inventory: Unconventional Recording Spaces (with My Morning Jacket, Gorillaz, Mike Patton)
The A.V. Club Inventory feature is simultaneously the geekiest and most well-regarded thing I’m involved with. Usually I’m stunned into silence at the endless sea of pop culture knowledge that the other contributors cup in their hands like so many haphazardly hocked loogies. It makes me a little ill actually, but just this once, I was able to pitch in. The subject: 24 Unconventional Recording Spaces. I wrote on: Mike Patton (#12), Gorillaz (#14) and My Morning Jacket (#23). <Click that for an ancient bonus.
Hungry Like the Wolves: L.A.’s Odd Future are Spin’s Next Big Thing for 2011 (On Stands!)
Run to the stands (now! right now! stop reading! do it now!) to pick up the new issue of Spin. It’s a great one cover to cover, but pages 50 thru 54 are my personal favorites. That’s right. It’s a five-page dive into the bizarre, exuberant world of rising L.A. rap stars Odd Future (OFWGKTA) penned by yours truly. A real labor of love that came with surprising little injury (well, people were hurt, but I wasn’t — it’s in the article). I spent hours with Tyler the Creator, Hodgy Beats, Left Brain, Syd, Mike G and the inimitable Taco (was there when he revealed his new brace-less face), and even more hours (days?) on the Internet, reading Tweets, blogs, obscure articles and thought-to-be-lost emails about and by these young, rakish web-savvy entrepreneurs. I even talked to Flying Lotus, members of Liars and Tyler’s old high school teacher.









