Know Your Product
Published: October 6, 2010
Celebration, “Shelter” A lovely organ fog, a guitar cut out of Psychocandy, and Katrina Ford belting/cooing effortlessly from the soul, “Shelter” is another latter-day Celebration song thick on atmosphere and mood—that mood being the sort that can make you fall back into your headspace for three minutes of comfort, if not bliss. This is one of four songs currently up for free from Celebration’s upcoming LP, its first since 2007’s Modern Tribe. All signs point to the full package being a doozy.
For more information visit celebrationelectrictarot.com.
A-Class, “Case I Find” A-Class has made his mark as Baltimore’s battle-rap ace, the dude sorta out of nowhere with a tongue like acid-coated bullets and a sharp wit to match. Which still doesn’t necessarily translate well to actually laying down a song on record, let alone laying down a whole record. “Case I Find” is one of those catchy Baltimore underground songs that would go really well in a mix with rappers like E Major or Labtekwon. The production by Tom Delay is moody and crisp, using a cut-up movie-score string bit, a bass line, a beat, and that’s it. This kind of sharp minimalism makes for great hip-hop done right, and Delay and A-Class are a potent team. Lyrics? Sure, a party-party night on the town with wayyyy too much coke and some of the bad shit that could or did go down, not limited to a massive car wreck and cops busting a party. A cautionary tale? Is A-Class remorseful? Dunno from this. You might just have to check the whole album.
For more information visit brakefastrecords.com.
Holy Ghost Party, “Shit House Luck” This is probably what is meant by the genre term “chillwave”: lo-fi/hazy pop music best served on a cassette tape with weed. Holy Ghost Party is two-thirds of punk gnash Dope Body with the only thing having to do with said band being those two members’ (Dave Jacober and Zach Utz) wicked inventiveness as instrumentalists. A little quasi-industrial noise sets the song’s rhythm, which is then balanced out by some terribly fun live drumming; a sunny beach party of a guitar line joins in, and, finally, a weird combination of uberpleasant yet urgent vocals fall into the back of the mix. The track moves back and forth between hazy-gazey drift and sharp-edged relief like a camera focusing. In any case, beats the shit out of Neon Indian.
For more information visit wtrclr.com/hgp.
Hatewaves, “Taste the Beast” Believe it or not, at 55 seconds this isn’t the shortest cut on this track’s container EP. That distinction would fall to “Rough Sex,” at 12 seconds and, yes, actually what you would call a complete song, at least within the confines of this blastcore end-of-days whatchamacallit born of a few local Triac and Pulling Teeth veterans. So ”Taste the Beast” is a few seconds of canned lion roar and feedback, and then all hell breaks loose in chugging hardcore. It builds up just long enough for the “TASTE THE BEAST TASTE THE BEAST” breakdown to feel like a nice release—the kind of release you get from punching a wall, but still.
For more information visit myspace.com/haatewaaves.
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