Oberhofer sent me a rugged-edged demo a few weeks back, and being a sucker for nasty wild-boar sensibilities in rock (think Frog Eyes – longtime favorite), I was all over it. Unfortunately I was on an extended trip home and the article slipped through one of the many leaky fissures in my mind – so I was, in turn, relieved and then scared when he sent me a reminder email with cleaned-up versions of his tracks. I was scared of “cleaned up” because the messy charm seemed to be the whole point, but thankfully, the tracks nouveau had all of their wild intact.
Primo music site thesixtyone just hit a milestone of 6000 simultaneous listeners – the highest they’ve ever seen. T61 is responsible for two of the five artists featured here thus far (proj::echts and Bankai) and houses a third, though I discovered him elsewhere (Eim Ick), so naturally I have to show some love.
Yep, this is the type of shit you dance to so hard you wake up in the morning with a hangover and a self-inflicted concussion.
Gibberish onomatopoetic title notwithstanding, Eim Ick is an artist who really makes an incredible amount of sense. He’s got his aesthetic cornered, and what a corner it is. Staunch enemy of the loudness war, Eim Ick champions subtlety over brute force, layering glossy melodies over one another until they coalesce into a vivid sheen.
“Flash Flood” is kind of dreamy, kind of sleepy, and drenched in liquid, like an insomnia-driven walk through a persistent drizzle in the darkest hours of the early morning.
Hitting “Goth Star’s” 39 second mark popped something rad and irrational off inside of me, like I was a sixteen year old girl who just kissed a hunky dreamy model dude for the first time and went home that night, heart all aflutter, and planned the oceanside white wedding and named all of our future kids.
Kick it off with my most impressive find of this half-year: contemplative dubstep courtesy of Mount Kimbie. Throw out thunderous compensatory wobble, bust up the formula my friends refer to as “womp-tinkle” (womping bass, tinkling lead, repeat), and what you’ve got is damn near the salvation of a homogenized subgenre of electronic music.
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