Showing posts with label Pony. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pony. Show all posts

Friday, 5 August 2011

Mr Len - Pity The Fool : Experiments in therapy behind the mask of music while handing out dummy smacks (2001)


Its no secret of my love for Company Flow ( search the archives on here), but up until a few years ago I never really dug into what DJ Mr Len did after the trail blazing Brooklyn trio called it quits back in 2001. I followed El-P pretty obsessively across all his solo works and spent some time absorbing Bigg Jus's Black Mamba Serums but Len seemed pass me by.
Mr Len, Leonard "Lenny" Smythe to his friends, followed the break up with this very album. Acting as a sort of mixtape, it showcases a sound you have come to expect from one of the guys behind the dark Funcrusher Plus album but also leans way more towards standard structures. Sort of like trying to jam a huge, dark, nasty creature into a presentable glass box for people to stare at. That makes sense right?
His choice of vocalists on here is pretty spot on. Each track obviously playing to that lyricists talents and vibe. Jean Grae stands out on her contribution "Taco Day", that's pretty intense in its narrative. Mass Influence, Lord Sear and Chubb Rock all provide pretty solid accompaniment. The only lull in the albums running is the collaboration with metalcore chumps Agents Of Man. Which is just lame. Despite that, Pity The Fool makes a pretty sweet mixtape for random journeys and in my experience household cleaning.

 That's right Lenny, Agents Of Man was a bad idea.


Tuesday, 15 February 2011

Heart - Little Queen (1977)

A stone cold classic of 70's folk influenced rock. The Wilson sisters where in the zone.


 

Monday, 20 December 2010

Toadliquor - The Hortator's Lament (2003)





Having spent all weekend under the influence of illness, I have fallen back on my usual tactic of getting over any bug or virus. Its a very simple but effective policy. Bombard your insides with all manner of drugs and potions, watch horrible revenge films like The Horseman, Dead Mans Shoe's and The Embodiment Of Evil and listen to twisted, horrible music. Of which, Toadliquor is most certainly very horrible indeed. Eschewing the melodic aspect of a lot of other doom, these Californian oddballs instead layered so much filth and noise on top of the standard doom framework and in doing so created one of the most claustrophobic and horrible things ever, ( I usually hate using overly dramatic phrases but in the case of this its justified ) an album that makes you want to have a bath after its finished. You do feel like you have just been wading through some industrial quality sewage.



Thursday, 22 April 2010

Whale - We Care (1995)



Its Andy's fault that this is in my head at the moment. He made us listen to the single Hobo Humpin Slobo Babe on repeat a few weeks ago before we went out. This ruled music TV back when the afor mentioned single was charting. Everyone remembers the girls braces and that lollipop and those silver pants and two guys shouting in the desert and testicle inspecting and all the other great stuff in the video.





Tuesday, 26 January 2010