Stuck on Repeat / #48
05 06 2011
Below is the latest edition of our weekly feature, Stuck On Repeat. The premise is simple, we’ve asked all our contributors to submit one track and a brief write-up. The track can be new or it can be old, just whatever we could not stop listening to this week. These are the songs we’ve had Stuck On Repeat.
:: selected by: V :: Saint Etienne – Stranger In Paradise
Saint Etienne have an interesting catalog that in earlier days, depending on whom you asked, felt either somewhat disjointed, or very progressive. Their style is mostly defined by the spirit of ’60s soul and acid house, but at various points in their career they’ve veered into syrupy pop territory. I never much cared for that side of the band, preferring the dancier end of their spectrum. Looking back from where we are now in music though, it’s their sweeter moments that were their most influential. “Stranger In Paradise” off their second LP So Tough is that unmistakable brand of windswept and sullen that has come to define modern dream pop. It is in fact their fractured style which made Saint Etienne so progressive. Blonde Redhead and Beach House come to mind.
:: selected by: BryanB :: Tyler, the Creator – Analog (Featuring Hodgy Beats)
So ya, Goblin leaked and it’s varied at best. It’s worst bits are leaden and too character obsessed, and there’s a glut of truly unnecessary profanity and expletives that seems like a juvenile crutch, until you realize that Tyler, the Creator and his crew are like 19-years-old and the fact that anything of substance, and even more so, some excellent songs, find their way through a sea of sex acts and insults is truly an achievement. “Analog” is my immediate favorite, a Scott Peterson-esque fantasy that appears to be about the male lead luring a girl to the lake with promises of snacks and skinny dipping, only to allude that something far more sinister will happen before nightfall. There’s a melodic and warm tone to Tyler’s flow that even his demon pitched vocal production and his “hard” exterior can’t hide. It’s that youthful delivery and vivid imagination that makes “Analog” come across less like a document of a demented and disturbed rapper and more like a scene from a B-movie slasher flick complete with sparklers and a naive skinny dipping young girl and Tyler’s character darting his eyes, scoping for any witnesses.
:: selected by: Moneyworth :: Holy Other – Touch
When I initially came across this song by Manchester producer Holy Other on a blog which shall remain anonymous, the writer said that he has a “penchant for taking contemporary R&B and draining it of all its passion and all its sexual signifiers”. This is stupid. “Touch” sounds hauntingly hollow in places, full of empty corners between which ghostly echoes slowly float. A guttural bassline growls amid wailing synth bloops. But “Touch” is in no way sexless or passionless; I don’t even think that dude listened to the last 1:15. It’s ghost sex. And it’s fucking hot.
:: selected by: Jams Dean :: Lady “A” Assassin – Bad Girls Club (Antheme)
Lady “A” Assassin is from Chicago, but guessing by her twitter, she is currently getting her degree on down in Urbana. I saw her name on a flyer with Dave Coresh so I gave her a listen. The concert is in the college town, which is too bad for me because based on the intensity of both of these rappers, that’s gonna be a heavy night and I’m not currently the owner of any wheels. “Bad Girls Club” has the kind of aggression that makes me want to punch people and burn stuff. I love this, it’s all hype all the way, and Lady A has so much attitude you can hear her voice growl. I hope college kids get nuts to this.



