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"Escargot/my car go/one sixty/swiftly/wreck it buy a new one/your crew run run run/your crew run run." It takes a brave man to tackle these words and Dan Black is that dude. Here he turns Poppa into pop-soul and piles on the bombast. This will soon be the sound of everywhere.
The other day we were saying we really wanted to listen to a remix of an epic disco media satire with a church organ breakdown by a band with at least eight words in their name. Then a song arrived from our pals at This Is Not An Exit. Spooky.
HERO is an irregular new feature here at Pinglewood. We spoke to some of our favourite artists and asked them, who do you love? It will probably die quietly within a month so we hope you enjoy it while it lasts. First up is the awesome Micachu talking about the iconoclastic American composer Harry Partch. [Continues]
Like most players in London's promiscuous jazz scene Dave Okumu is a man of many bands. The giant axeman's latest group, The Invisible, sees him buddy up with Tom Herbert from Acoustic Ladyland and drummer Leo Taylor. They flit from barmy post-rock to balmy funk, hopping blithely from sound to sound, because these dudes are avant-garde slags.
When Obama takes over and the unicorns return to Earth to clear all the pollution with their laser eyes, Kylie and Madonna will finally retire leaving Little Boots and thecocknbullkid to rule the popwaves. It'll be great! Until then here is the latter's splendidly odd new single, produced by Metronomy.
Diplo's ridiculous tour diaries make him sound like Victor from Rules Of Attraction only less sober, yet when he's not having a drink/dance/bubble, not living life at 100mph, gently pulsing remixes appear, like this for Black Ghosts, so should Diplo slow down more? Nope. Should he get a book deal? Yep.
Little Boots' name is deceptive. Though she is slight of stature and her boots (like Caligula’s) are probably are on the small side, she is actually a towering force of awesomeness. We interviewed her recently and had the most fun ever. Visit her website, admire the lasers and unicorns, then download her new mixtape: 45 minutes of shimmering disco, epic new LB cuts and Fake Blood's fantastic remix of Stuck On Repeat. Tracklisting after the jump...
When we asked Joker if we could host his amazing, videogame-devouring track Snake Eater he said no, so you will have to buy it like everybody else. Instead, he gave us this awesome bass heavy mix recorded for Skream's Stella Sessions. Usually we would use more words to describe how good this is, but we're listening to it for the 20th time in a row and our eyes just started bleeding. Tracklisting after the jump...
If you were to quickly scroll through Pinglewood it might read something like this: blah blah blah blah blah MYSTERY JETS blah blah blah blah blah blah MYSTERY JETS blah blah blah blah blah MYSTERY JETS blah blah blah... because in case you hadn't noticed we really like Mystery Jets. Here they are again, thanks to Duke Dumont's epic take on Two Doors Down. Check those pesky Fluo Kids for the Pilooski remix.
Lykke Li live at Pure Groove [credit: Gabriel Green]
Here Lykke Li is saying "Dudes! I am singing for free in the new Pure Groove shop and it is awesome but you missed it because this happened last Wednesday. Also, I have a big face." You can see her sultry performance here along with the epic opening day set from Mystery Jets. Celebrations continue today with Metronomy.
Ah, Lil’ Wayne you never cease to amaze us. The mind-bending wordplay, the mightily impressive tour stash, the pretending to be a Martian; we’d almost done being surprised by your obvious but endearing insanity. Then you team up with Swizz Beatz, jack David Axelrod (not that one) and turn out a jazzy, conceptual rap jam that‘s as awesome as it is unexpected.
We want Detachments
to soundtrack our nightmares. When we’re falling endlessly into the abyss we want their doomy funk to fill the darkness. Because sometimes being scared shitless is fun. If you’re feeling brave they will be casting long, spooky shadows over ACTH this Friday.
We’re always being asked what it’s like at Pinglewood. Are we a big team? Are we all in love? Well, for an accurate illustration of our healthy and happy homelife just listen to this fine remix of A Place To Bury Strangers' noisecore epic.
In which Rebekah Raa justifies our enormous crush on her with some lethal hair tossing. Sign up here and get Stricken City's fantastic debut EP for free.
Loudmouth is a one-man hip-hop sweatshop. He churns out beats, raps and mixtapes quicker than asian babies stitchDunks. His Cut Out and Suck Out grime beats have been driving DJs insane on the airewaves. Here Badness blesses the former with his Google-heavy dancehall chatter.
Our pal Fume Avanti sent us this mix of obscure indie rock with these words: “It’s all stuff from 1991-92 or thereabouts. It is mainly American. It has Daniel Johnson on it. And Bongwater. And two songs from flexi-discs and some that had coloured vinyl.” There are songs here about severed lips, skinhead girls and swivel chairs. THEY ARE ALL AWESOME. Tracklisting after the jump...
We're celebrating the release of Stussy x Turntable Lab's awesome BEATS album by speaking to some of the dudes involved. Today we are disturbed and bewitched by the Charles Manson of beatmaking. The one, the only, The Gaslamp Killer. [Continues...]
Danish duo Lulu Rouge are old pals of Trentemřller who cloak themselves in the creepy electronics of The Eraser. Bless You from their new album turns its sweetly benign title into a veiled threat. This is the softly sung confession of a dangerous mind.
Thanks to the internet (and those pesky music blogs) times are tough for most London record shops. Thankfully, our favourite spot Pure Groove is in rude health and moving to swanky new premises in Farringdon next week. They’ve lined up a stellar series of instore performances to celebrate, including visits from Lykke Li, Ipso Facto, Metronomy, HEALTH, White Williams, Black Devil Disco Club and The Chap (ie ALL OUR FAVOURITE DUDES). Doors open on 02/06 with instore performances from Jeremy Warmsley and the mighty Mystery Jets. We’ll be muscling in on the fun with competitions and other surprises, but for now check out the full Pure Groove instore listings after the jump...
Vodka and tonic. Pryor and Wilder. T-Pain and everyone. Collaboration rules. With that in mind our pals at Stussy have joined forces with Turntable Lab to curate and create a special album called BEATS that highlights today’s brightest young beatmakers. You can listen to the album and admire the limited edition boxset here and get your hands on a copy from 31/05. To celebrate its release we spoke to some of the producers involved, starting with North London boy Lukid, who gave us this peek at his forthcoming album, Foma. [Continues...]
It's strange that Brooklyn disco bros Chin Chin are signed to alt.rap label, Def Jux. Stranger still are the furry hats they wear. But there is nothing strange about their live disco jams. That is, until Eli Escobar remixes them into coked-out claustrophobia. This is the sound of your party turning sour as The Fear sets in.
Pop Levi has the kind of haircut that makes you think, this dude is either a musician or a 17th century explorer. Here Mumdance and High Rankin chart the mushroom-topped troubadour a passage through the speaker stacks of east London, from electro to grime to bassline and back again.
Drums Of Death looks like a cross between Baron Samedi and Heath Ledger's Joker. Like them he is scarily awesome. Unlike them he is the latest addition to the GrecoRoman army. Our sonic wrestling dudes are throwing another ridiculous party this Friday. If you're in Berlin head down to Scala where your ears will be pummeled into submission by Mr Of Death, Hot Chip DJs, Party Shank and local hero Oliver $.
For some rappers death means biopics or Elton John duets. Not Dilla. More than two years on and amazing songs continue to surface, like this bonkers reinterpretation of Gary Numan's Cars.
This song by Pluxus is named after a type of German projector and you can hear why. It begins like one malfunctioning, sounds spool out of the speakers before a hazy melody is drawn into sharp focus. The Swedish trio’s album Solid State is out on Kompakt next week.
With a Bunsen burner and a handful of magnesium you can make your very own Ryu fireball. It’s just one of the many awesome things science has given us. Another is romance. In this brand new song, the ever excellent Modernaire distill good loving down to it's base elements and engineer three minutes of perfect electro pop. Catch them on tour with the Ting Tings and marvel at their use of the word 'thermochromatically'.
Remember when Lapdance came out and Pharrell had an awesomely spivvy moustache? He looked like a baby newt with a dirty mind. While he remains disappointingly clean-shaven, Seeing Sounds, the new N.E.R.D. album, sounds like a return to those glory days. First the party hard dumb out of Everyone Nose and now Spazz, an I'm A Little Teapot thrash jam with jungle breaks. Welcome back, newt boy.
We love Agyness Deyn. We do not love her new song. Songs by British supermodels always suck. Thankfully, songs about British supermodels are reliably awesome.
Daedelus is the Zelig of beats. A globetrotting musical chameleon for whom reinvention is a dailyoperation. He is also a fan of Obama and Star Trek. Ninja Tune loves the new A-List of electronic producers (did you hear Switch is producing the next Coldcut record?) and here Daedelus gets a coat of spikey gloss from XXXChange.
There is a photo of me aged six winning a race at a sports day. In the photo I am running and neither of my feet are touching the ground. Because of this I spent the best part of a decade believing I could fly. Sportsday Megaphone makes records like that photo. Here he turns messy teenage sex into perfect summer pop. Look out for his debut album So Many Colours / So Little Time on Sunday Best.
In which the UK's best new band jam so hard their keyboards melt, then their faces melt, then a physical manifestation of their insane music beams down and dongs them all. Focker was directed by Daniel Brereton and is half of a double A-side release. The other half, Space And The Woods has a video too and you can get a free remix by signing up to the band's mailing list.
Our primary WGI (What's Good Indicator) is Songs The Tough Schoolgirls At The Back Of Our Bus Are Blasting Out Of Their Phones. This week it's Akon & T-Pain, Trim mixtape cuts and Santogold. Yes, when they're not arguing about whether or not Shaun is a wasteman, our girls are screeching the AAH AH AH AHHH AHH AYAH AYAAH bit from the beginning of Creator and it sounds awesome. Proof, if it were needed, that Santogold is the truth. Her amazing debut album is out on Monday and we are giving away a pair of tickets to the launch (12/05/08 @ Old Blue Last); your chance to admire Santi's incredible styling and S1W dancers
in a dirty east London pub. And we might even buy you a drink. To enter please email us your favourite bus jam. The winner will be contacted in a few days.
We Have Blog. We Have Music. We Have Hangover. We Have Band's name is as
infectious as the music they make. From London and Manchester this trio wear their disco-rockinfluences like a flak jacket. Armed with sassy basslines, whipcrack rhythms and a trident of refreshingly diverse vocals they have laid siege to our ears and will not relent until We Have Surrendered. See them at Adventures Close To Home tomorrow (02/05/08), along with the also awesome Zombie Zombie.