"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...