Archive for January, 2020

Jan
17
posted by tommy

There’s a lot to get into here so we’re bus through fast. He’s cut his teeth producing for US minnows like Lil Jon and Soulja Boy but that’s all for nothing when we’re looking directly into the flame of ‘Wanna Act Like’, the aftereffect glowing even after you shut your eyes. Should I ever make the ill-informed decision to found a hip-hop project of any kind I’ll be hitting up Arona for production immediately and you best BELIEVE he’ll be outside my budget. These are expensive beats, bass shifting up and down like a stepper beneath an active-wear warrior, trap snares and a few little production sounds that are very Babushka Boy. He’s roped in Lil Spacely and Kobi Spice for a lick of both Sydney and Melbourne but their race is done when Arona takes this thing into its double time conclusion.

This one’s a co-release with DJ Nino Brown but we’re not putting that into the title are we, really just ruins the flow of it all.

Jan
04
posted by tommy

Remember that time you ate 4 tangelos then fell asleep in the sun at Bilgola beach in 2014? That’s right, we’re talking about Citrus Daze here, and while that irradiating experience was ultimately horrifying, I think you’ll find this one extremely pleasant. Today’s heatstroke comes direct from the bright sands of the Gold Coast, a five piece who’ve formed with the evident goal of releasing this incredible debut single and a similarly powerful debut press shot. Both had me clutching my pearls. The audacity of these people to succeed so resoundingly with their first efforts.

Chloe’s voice pops and wanders like a vagrant angel while the untold hero of the song is truly Jess’ bassline. It’s nothing OTT, just the right trampoline for that voice to springboard across lilting guitars. It’s all bittersweet nostalgia of Summers past, engendered through moody words but sunburst back through the the filter of a vocal solar flare. This Summer’s one that’ll live on mournfully, at least in our geographical part of the world and amidst fire and political inactivity, ‘Blue Summer’ feels like just the poison to capture the warmth, the smoke, the sadness and wrap it in a saccharine layer. And sure, I’m reaching quite far to find a political parallel, but I guess I just want you to know that I really eff with this and that it’s been a timely record.

Beyblade let it rip!

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