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Thursday, July 09, 2009

ALL CITY SEVEN INCHERS

Call it Squee/Skwee, call it Dublin/Detroit Down-beat Boogie-Down, call Glaswegian G-Fonk.Wonk, call it - call it whatevr the fuck you like. To be honest, Kek wasn't (n still ain't) really feeling Flying Lotus when he saw him last year, but he's (finally! - yeah, like 15yrs after the fact) started to seriously warm to some of the more (cough-)syrupy-sounding abstract helium-voiced e.fonk stuff. Favourite bits're when it's collaged, chopped into snippets (the smaller the better) that hint at a wider, broader, wobblier canvas - a misplaced, miniature world of found.sound that seems to sit in some sidereal '80's/'00's NonNuum. And the 7" seems the perfect format. It's nice to sit and imagine what this is the soundtrack to - to what world do these brrrrpy-splatch splinter-beats belong?

A few more nudges - a few more philter'd VCOs and sluggish snip-n-paste neon-smeared android-snares - and it might even blossom into a full-on robotik G-Sexxxx romance.

Damn. Bring it awwwn, girl.







All City.

Mwëslee.

HudMo + Mike Slott = HOC.

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