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Holy smokes. Venerable electronic indie label Ninja Tune releases a big ole box fulla tunez, XX: 20 Years of Beats & Pieces. Featuring Coldcut, Amon Tobin, Flying Lotus, Kid Koala, the Bug and many more. Not for novices:
“Where oh where, for the love of Steinski, to begin?”
Find out over at The A.V. Club.
Quick blog bits from around the L.A. underground (and up). Share ’em.
- FEATURED: Is Rapper HOPE Compton’s Next Big Hype?*
- Mayer Hawthorne Hooks Up with Beat-Maker Nottz
- MP3: Soul Chanteuse Remixed by Flying Lotus, Mount Kimbie
- Beat-Waver Sumsun Remixes Alpha Pup’s Oscar McClure
(all stories via West Coast Sound, via L.A. Weekly)
* In the just-out music video for the new H.O.P.E. track, “Bliss,” our unlikely hero has his lights turned out as a result of insufficient funds. Still, he’s got the skills to pay the bills.
Jaga Jazzist, One-Armed Bandit (Ninja Tune)
The cover of Jaga Jazzist’s One-Armed Bandit features an interchangeable set of slot-machine symbols, and the music inside offers truth in advertising…
Grade: A- (via The A.V. Club)
Andrew Broder, best known for his work with the criminally slept-on Minneapolis outfit Fog, has churned out no fewer than ten the new albums this year. But they’re not what you’d expect. These digital, label-less releases are improvised and edited instrumentals for guitar, turntables and various noisemakers. Moreover, they’re inspired by drone music and doom metal. Click over to Decider Twin Cities to read my interview with Broder, and check out the other half of the piece here, with streaming audio and reviews of each record.
Further listening: In the Lala player, you’ll find my very favorite Fog song, “Us Beneath” from 2006’s Loss Leader EP (Lex Records). The lyrics hit home:
The other night, a firefight / Bursts of sewing machine gun fire
From your position / Barricaded behind the piano.
I return with small arms / Stuttered shots from typewriter keys.
And yet in the silence / Between the volley
The hearts of weary camps / Sing to each other
However faintly / As we each seek to claim / Disputed territory
The us beneath the other / Which is rich / In natural resources.