Kirin isn’t a new artist. What we’re seeing is a new Kirin. Upon going solo, his videos have been twisting necks, piercing eyeballs and riling internet users into a frenzy since late last year, when his picturesque epileptic nightmare for ‘WIIW’ won J Awards ‘Clip Of The Year’ for 2012. The track that accompanied was four minutes of apocalyptic and mesmerising post-rock drone, that begs to be investigated.
UTRB was once a Welsh singer called Pete Lawrie, yet this new solo project is an mind-blowing metamorphosis. He’s unleashing a beast, from folky Jekyll to bass-laden Hyde. ‘Pressure’ froths with ideas. The vocals switching from punchy to soulful, and the production is a chaotic reverie from My Dark Twisted Fantasy.
Subtle soundscapes, haunting vocals and broody bass on the title track from this London quartet’s debut EP. There’s dreamy similarities to Polica, but with dark British nods to electronic folk. As each layer of this unfolds, you’ll beg it not to end. When it inevitably does… find the Catching Flies remix » LINK
Only Real is an absolute favourite of mine, so to hear new material makes my jowls sweat like unfit otters. This one, ‘Backseat Kisses’, is his most complex song yet. The trademark grinding guitar plucks sit with some almost Four Tet piano stabs, and his usual white boy rhymes. Grunge grime = REPPIN’ REAL!
I can’t explain much more than the title of the producer alludes; he/she is unknown. Ellie Goulding, of all people, posted a link to this Youtube account back in March, and then Irish producer Mmoths re-linked when new tracks appeared recently. It’s deep and dirgey techno with nice vocal cuts. If, like me, you like listening to techno whilst 1920s African-American couples get helzapoppin’ and do some jazz dancing, then I’d recommend the video below with this one.
I met Australian beatsmith; Chet Faker, at The Great Escape festival in Brighton back in May. He revealed that in Australia there is a burgeoning scene of young producers who get most of their recognition and attention from outside of the country, rather than within. The recent album from Flume is testament to that, and this is equally strong from Henry Ascroft aka The Blank.