I’ve had a lot of requests for this one, so here you go. A Lonesome Town is a track from the recently released ATD16 - The Don mixtape, one of the few original productions on there, if you can call chopping up someone else’s song, speeding it up, and slapping a great honking breabeat over it “producing”. Which, I believe, you can. Hallelujah! While the song details growing up in North Wales, the inspiration came form Martin Carr’s Goldrush ‘49, which details growing up in the old west. That’s how ancient Martin is. A HAW!
The song is from Ey La Carr’s forthcoming LP, Ye Gods And Little Fishes (a phrase I used to overuse way back in ye ole day before Narstie’s “true stories” wormed it’s infectious way into my brain). The album is quite brilliant (I have heard it, I’m cool) and is being financed by The People, via Bandstocks. Basically, you hand over a tenner, and become a shareholder in the album, so when it comes out and is huge, you get rich. I think.
Here’s A Lonesome Town.
Stream: Akira The Don - A Lonesome Town
Here’s Goldrush ‘49.
Stream: Martin carr - Goldrush ‘49
Download, instrumental and acapella after the jump.
Brand new music for you from ATD16. You’ve got till the end of the week to get your preorders in. And i’ve got till the end of the week to finish it. It’s getting pretty epic, I have to say.
Stream: Akira The Don ft. Littles - My Life
Download, clean version and acapella after the jump.
The News Of The World has reported that Kurt Cobain’s ashes have been stolen from his widow Courtney Love’s home.
NME writes, “The ashes were said to have been kept in a “pink teddy bear-shaped bag along with a lock of his hair” and were taken with some jewelery and clothes.”
“I can’t believe anyone would take Kurt’s ashes from me,” remarked Love. “I find it disgusting and right now I’m suicidal. If I don’t get them back I don’t know what I’ll do. They were all I had left of my husband. I used to take them everywhere with me just so I could feel Kurt was still with me. Now it feels like I have lost him all over again.”
Wow.
Who would do such a thing?
It’d have to be someone who knows Courtney well enough to know she’s got a pink teddy bear shaped bag
stuffled with ashes of a dead rock star. Unless it was a hapless burglar who nicked the ashes inadvertently whist boosting the aforementioned “jewelery and clothes”. But I doubt it. Who burgles a rock stars wife and only robs “jewelery and clothes”?
Well, burglars lacking strength, perhaps. But its unlikely. If you ask me, the most likely culprit is:
Courtney herself.
She is, after all, batshit crazy.
I mean, if you believe Krist Novoselic (and a shit load of other people) Courtney was crazy enough to have the gardener bump Kurt off for her way back in ‘94. 14 years later she’s surely crazy enough to steal his ashes and go crying to the newspapers about it. When was the last time anyone gave too much of a shit about her lunatic ass? That time she tried to boff one of The Strokes? That time she got plastic surgery that made her look like every other dummy in LA? That time she rolled about on the Kings Road with no clothes on for that Q cover? Blah? Blah? Blah?
I used to be terribly angry when people slagged off Courtney Love, considering it evidence of a male dominated, woman-hating music industry and populace in general. I figured Live Through This was a brillaint record, and people were jealous and mean.
But a lot of things have happened over the years to make me, reluctantly, change my tune. There are a great many tales I could tell you (like the time a very good female friend of mine went back to The Columbia Hotel with Love after Trash and narrowly escaped from the ensuing drysexdrugs “you are all my groupies you fucks” wannabe Zepplin party fuckery with her left tit intact), but now is not the time or the place for that sort of thing.
Nah, now is a time to forget all that crap and listen to this awesome song.
I just heard my buddy Marvin’s debut LP is finally coming out on July 28th.
Whooo!
If that wasn’t all, word from Camp Marvin (II) is another LP will drop a month after.
WHOOO!
Two Marvin albums in as many months!
If that happens the world will become twice as cool as it is. How cool would that be?
Twice as cool.
That’s how cool.
Check Marvin’s blog for the Devil In The Distance sleeve and tracklisting. That picture there seems to be the cover of Marvin’s new mixtape which I am told is “online in 10 or so days.”
“It’s hard as hell,” writes Tego. “We’re finishing the recording on it today. We had like 34 tracks to choose from, we only ended up cutting about 9. We’re shooting a video for the mixtape single ‘Great Day’ which is a cover of Ice Cube’s classic ‘It Was a Good Day’ did I send you that yet?”
No you haven’t you swine! Send me that now!
In the meantime, check this fly joint called Fight Or Flee from Devil In The Distance. I have had it on repeat for about 20 minutes, it is ace on stilts.
Hey gang. I meant to post a whole bunch of stuff today, but unfortunately treesperms are invading my face with such intensity I can’t actually see properly. true story.
So, I’m hitting you off with a little something that got cooked up yesterday.
“I don’t give a fuck if you 25, you my son nigga.”
Oh shit. Rae and Ghost are back. This is some new ish from OB4CL2. I think it is great. Rhymes are spat. Pictures are painted. Some lush, subtle vocal production going on.
PLUS! This is so totally Ghost’s most porno verse since Wildflower or some shit.
Tego just sent me some newMarvinstuff, just as I happened to be reflecting on how Boyspot is probably the best thing dude’s ever done and is one of my favorite songs of the year, easy. The new stuff is dope too. It’s Lillicia Libertine’s remix of the forthcoming single That One Time, Marvin’s Grange Hill styled school daze banger. I’d not heard of Ms Libertine before, but it turns out she’s a Nottingham based purveyor of the sort of Benny Bennassi-esque electronic heafdfuckery we were rinsing on Stunners 130. Wade’s gonna love this shit.
Stream: Marvin - That One Time (Lilicia Libertine Remix)
Still in the club, N*E*R*D are back, seemingly without that ugly rap guy they had now Skeetboard P’s officially on the Em Eye See. Their new single’s about cokehead females, so, fittingly, they’ve gone and gotten white-woman-fetishist Kanye West, former slanger Lupe Fiasco and cocaine obsessive Pusha T on the remix.
Pusha T kicks the geek squad’s ass, in rap terms. But Kanye’s verse is just menacing. The song in general is just horrible. You remember how creepy that Drunk And Hot Girls joint off Kanye’s last LP was? Well take that creepy quotient and run it through a big mess of rapey-menace, and you are midway to getting the vibe this frankly horrid song is on. Not saying its bad, by the way. Cos it’s not. But it sure aint nice, Bubba.
Stream: N*E*R*D - Everyone Nose (Rmx) ft CRT & Pusha T
In ‘94, I was 13 going on 14, and I was into Oasis. I’d just come out of my grunge period - Soundgarden had gone, Nirvana were all but over and, hard as it seems to imagine at the time, Oasis were the most hardbody outfit out. They spat, sneered, and swaggered their way into my affections with one hot 12″ called Supersonic, and I was hooked. For an album and two albums worth of B-Sides they were awesome, but they peaked with the Whatever interim-single, and it’s been downhill ever since.
But my interest was piqued by an article on Stereogum about some new Oasis demos that have leaked into Youtube. Hell, I thought, maybe, after a decade of shit, they’ve got that ole magic back.
The songs are I Wanna Live A Dream (In My Record Machine), Stop The Clocks, and Nothin’ On Me. Nothin’ On Me is definitely the worst, and also bears the distinction of being the only one sung by Liam. Now, Liam still has a much better voice than Noel (even as cartoonish as it has become), so it is kind of mean and selfish and lame of Noel to keep the (relatively) better songs for himself. Like Kanye with his beats. Give some of them shits to Method Man, fool!
Anyway. Those other two are both winsome Noely ballads. They’re better than most of the winsome Noely ballads I’ve heard over the past decade of not liking Oasis that much, but they’re hardly Talk Tonight or The Masterplan. Best of the pair is Stop The Clocks, which improves significantly on repeated listen, and is notable for its uncharacteristic dabbles in existentialism. “What if I’m already dead?” beseeches Noel, “how would I know?”
Stream: Oasis - Stop The Clocks (Demo)
Stream: Oasis - Talk Tonight
Back in the early nineties, Oasis were banging out a single and three awesome B-sides every three months. It could be argued that they went shit around the time that hectic pace let up. Perhaps with that in mind, after a sample-bullshit-hampered ‘07, ‘08 is proving to be a productive year for our pal Marvin.
Hot on the heels of Superhero comes That One Time EP, out in June. Explains Marv’s manager Tego:
“It’s an EP of 6 songs for the summer months. A street summer, a young summer, an Ibiza summer, a cold summer, a London summer. We’re basically looking at an EP every 2 months now. Singles are dead. We want to put out proper releases every time we drop.”
Track two of said collection is a joint called Boyspot. This track caught me completely off guard - I was so not expecting some ish like this from Marvin right now! It’s some really ill d ‘n’ b inspired post-grime sickness from producer Jack Nimble, all sub bass, stuttering hi hats and off key high-end snare slaps, with a frantic rap from Marvin about the ills of wastemen. “That zone you’re in, that’s a Boyzone,” notes Marvin, doing his best Newman and Baddiel impression, “that life you live that’s a Westlife.” Say word!
Marvin’s getting mad conceptual on his new shit, and for Jack - suddenly free of samples and emboldened with a new outlook on production following the lessons learned making Marvin’s album - the future is wide open. Hype shit ahead!
Stream: Marvin - Boyspot
Finally, some sexy new shit from Blueprint. Props to Silent Bob69 who put me onto this dude a month back via the comments section (what did we do before that shit?). The kid is definitely interesting, creative, and most importantly, dope. His new EP, which you can get for free here, and on CD here, features BP rapping over collages of music made from Funkadelic songs. Blueprint explains:
“I started making beats out of as much of their music as I could and putting lyrics to them, some stuff i wrote on the spot, other stuff was ideas that I had played with before but never finished. I had the record pretty much done for a couple of years but I felt like I didn’t have any audio of them speaking that really explained what they were about, so I put it on hold until I could find some interviews. Once i found them i finished it up, and here it is.”
Musically, this stuff smashes like Hulk. It’s especially refreshing that dude avoided the obvious loops and sounds - he’s gone for a lot of the more raw, rock and psyche infused stuff. Lyrically he is totally taking the piss out of all your favourite rappers for the most part. “It’s quite ironic what I say these days / you got an oversized hat but you workin’ with a peabrain,” he spits on Dont’ Make Me Laugh. “Cats that never seen a turntable got the nerve to make a record and call it Go DJ.” Owch!
The News Of The World has reported that Kurt Cobain’s ashes have been stolen from his widow Courtney Love’s home.
Oh shit!
Hey gang. I meant to post a whole bunch of stuff today, but unfortunately treesperms are invading my face with such intensity I can’t actually see properly. true story.
I don’t give a fuck if you 25, you my son nigga.”
