STREAMING // (Track) HOLISM – “Silence”

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STREAMING // (Video) Watain – “The Howling”

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Directed By: Claudio Marino

Matt’s Music Produced By: Artax Film

Full Release On: April 29th, 2022

Misc. Day – Sounds Of A Martyr

Easily one of my favorite records from 2021, You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down coming from King Krule is a collection of live works compiled into over an hour of digestible misery and emotional aptitude.

Archy Marshall, known by both his own name and stage name King Krule has sonically embodied the beauty of self-destruction and the growth within oblivion. You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down takes 17 tracks piled primarily through 2020’s Man Alive! and 2017’s The Ooz that quickly became a soundtrack for internal melting.

In a live setting, however, King Krule has this fantastic energy tied to the performances and brings new vitalization to some of his previous tracks.

Opening with “Out Getting Ribs” released originally under his moniker Zoo Kid, the nostalgia washes over the audience as cheers and claps collect while the guitar gently sweeps to bring in the rest of the band. Marshall who covers the guitars and vocals uses George Bass on the percussion, and absolute stand out on saxophone Ignacio Salvadores. Together, these two alone are integral to the live performances, orchestrating an acute sense of cadence but also new breath to the pieces.

Also featured are Jack Towell on the guitar, which brings James Wilson on the bass and backing vocals. Finally, there is Jamie Isaac who performs on the electronics and production. Noticeably, King Krule as a band formats to be this overarching behemoth of sentiment and tone on the following with “Emergency Blimp.”

One of the faster and more ferocious tracks coming from The Ooz, the concert rendition is one of the most lively displays coming from You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down. The guitar which is played in loose strumming and runs combines into bass grooves to form one iron-handed municipality. Overseeing the audience in the way an older brother does, “Emergency Blimp” is rough around the edges and based almost entirely off motion.

Through this motion follows Marshall’s extremely charming accent which is in a shouting match with himself at most points. He illustrates, “He said it hurts when he stares at lights, I guess my brain was full, indecision’s on the left-hand side. But the doctor said ‘it’s cool, just take these in the dead of night.’” As the percussion ramps and becomes nearly overtaking, Marshall continues on.

He describes, “These pills just make me, these pills just make me drool. I say these pills just make me, these pills just make me, these pills just make me, these pills just make me drool.” Directly linked to feelings of helplessness and paranoia, most of You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down is this pull and push of mental draining and wandering within these same four walls.

Other pieces follow to be “Perfecto Miserable” where Marshall sings so quiet and low that it is almost inaudible. Completely isolated and alone, he singles out the audience to not be a crowd but instead one large conglomeration. Moments like these are where King Krule becomes frantically beautiful and this realization of protection and seclusion.

When other instrumentalists are introduced on “Perfecto Miserable,” the sporadic horn notes and splashes of color collide into the speakers like a headrush in Manhattan. Lights spin in all directions, spiraling out of control until the segue of a dial tone brings “Alone, Omen 3” into the frame.

A wonderful transition brings the Man Alive! single “Alone, Omen 3” into the center stage where a house of mirrors reflects not just the individual audience member, but the coalition.

The build-up and instrumental here is one of the best displays on You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down. Marshall who becomes more of a monotone narrator here illustrates, “Take a dip, if you’re alone, take your time. Take a ticket, take the train to the end of the line. See where you can go, you spent it, it’s plastic, no do or die.”

Later, the verses become more of this mantra as the audience joins in to chant alongside Marshall, “Every minute, every second, you’re not alone, you’re not alone. You’re not alone, you’re not alone.”

Warping, descending, and eventually analyzing, “Underclass” is one of the last steps in You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down. The Ooz and Man Alive! were some of the most glorious instrumental records released of those years and they continue to impress even today. You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down follows suit, but introduces some reupholster to the style.

“Underclass” was one of the best tracks from Man Alive! and this was particularly based on the saxophone recording from Salvadores who returns on You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down to create the strongest solo instrumental display of the record. Something about the way that he can slide into this swell of sound and conquer the speakers is in the same way that a master painter can articulate this eloquence between the canvas through brush strokes.

Then through the spacious transition into “Energy Fleets,” the use of distance and capacity become the main tools for the record. Where Man Alive! and The Ooz are about how far life can sink, You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down is about how far the person can float and grow above.

Listen To You Heat Me Up, You Cool Me Down Here!!! – Spotify/Amazon/iTunes

SUNDAY SAMPLER // (Playlist) “02/06/2022″

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“A playlist of tracks that were featured on MattsMusicMine.com from the week of January 31st – February 6th. From Reviews to Streams, never miss a track with these playlists that are uploaded every single Sunday till I drop dead.”

Featuring: Westside Gunn, SSA, Boris, Death Valley Girls, Earl Sweatshirt, Jazzanova, Sean Haefeli, Waajeed, Nico, Andy Morin, Backxwash, DJ Python, Boy Harsher, Sematary, Hackle, The Black Dog, Jacques Greene, Axe Rash, Pissing Contest, I Hear Disorder, Shock Withdrawal, Ki Ya Tori, Eternal Sleep, Viagra Boys

Track List: Amherst Station, SaBu, Death Travelers, Beyond Good And Evil, When I’m Free, Titanic, Creative Musicians, Lawns Of Dawn, Evening Of Light, Dig Yourself A Grave, Angel, Give Me A Reason, Spirits, My Brutal Life Of It, Relay, Madonna/Whore, Buy Your Way Out, Crushed By The Model, Le Zinc, Despair Ratio, Shikata, Against A Wall, 16 Wheeler Horse

STREAMING // (Video) Viagra Boys – “16 Wheeler Horse”

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Directed By: André Jofré

Camera: Marko Bandobranski

Camera: Natan Gullström

Recording: Christoffer Zakrisson

Mix + Master By: Gustav Brunn

New Music – Watch Me Explode

Better late than never coming, Axe Rash seems to worry less about time and more about the emotion attached. Like a guillotine aiming straight for loose necks, Contemporary Ass is a five-track EP that just barely dusts over the 12-minute mark.

Some hardcore punk from Stockholm Sweden, Axe Rash is a four-piece that immediately erupts through “Gig Life” where each integral piece of the puzzle resembles C4. Explosions ring the ears and in a similar fashion, the shouting from Hilda is animalistic but still cognitive.

The lyricism that orchestrates, “Short rides, gig life. You give change to make change, save cash on your ride things stays the same. Pay change to modern slaves, you’ll never change.” Axe Rash sparks moments of genuine intrigue as the band transitions from being the harsh swelling to sudden impact.

Tension, like most factors, becomes Axe Rash’s most valuable tool as they jump straight from “Gig Life” into the minefield that is “Madonna/Whore.” With a chorus that describes, “I’m the Madonna, I’m the whore, I’m so much more.” The guitar features Jerka while the bass is handed by Agnes. This two-headed monster wouldn’t exactly be the same without Leo on the percussion who create this instrumental tri-force.

Godly but never overreaching, Contemporary Ass has some frankly beautiful moments of sequencing and playstyle. The flurry of fists and limbs crammed into a tiny, D-I-Y venue becomes the home for Axe Rash.

Though only five tracks total, Contemporary Ass splits the atom like a hydrogen bomb and packs enough punch within a small package that delivers on all fronts. The strength comes directly from the energy where Axe Rash reaches into “Buy Your Way Out.”

Opening with growls and howls, Axe Rash instrumentally combines to be a tidal wave of punk performance. Overcoming the enemy like 1000 suns, Axe Rash lets Hilda stand tall enough to crush.

They describe, “Money abroad, the maid in your home. Buy your way out, you’re self-possessed over dead bodies, ideologies dead.” As sonic grenades crash against the bunkers of ears, Axe Rash etches into the walls for everyone in the audience to see.

They shout together, “Your opinions are accessories, you change when they’re out of style.” Overarching into realms not thought reachable, the body contorts and breaks into tiny fragments once Contemporary Ass reaches the end.

Unity is just as important as tension here and Contemporary Ass formats eyes on a leader. Axe Rash takes this newfound leadership and drives the crew into the ground with ripping strings and blitzing passion.

Listen To Contemporary Ass Here!!! – BandCamp/Spotify

STREAMING // (Album) Boy Harsher – “The Runner (Soundtrack)”

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Featuring: Cooper B. Handy + Mariana Saldaña

Produced By: Boy Harsher + Jordan Romero

Mixed + Mastered By: Maurizio Baggio

Track List: Tower, Give Me A Reason, Autonomy, The Ride Home, Escape, Machina, Untitled (Piano), I Understand

Classic Day – The Pale Mausoleum

The enteral slumber, the burning question of the afterlife, pushing daisies toward some unseemly and unreachable answer; all questions that Nico begins to ponder with her second soloist exhibition, The Marble Index.

Where her initial debut Chelsea Girl was a pop and more uplifting adventure through the sunken vocals, The Marble Index is anxiety and winds of change on a path straight through Nico’s soul.

The skin which was once like uncracked porcelain becomes a shattered and broken mess that through pale mausoleum floors are a staple in sound for Nico. Using a prelude as the first track for The Marble Index, this striking beauty illustrates a curse and explores the ugliness attached to becoming picturesque.

Moments of anguish and utter dissonance are present on The Marble Index and allow Nico to flow almost angelically through the crypt. Introducing herself with the track “Lawns Of Dawn,” the spacious initial moments are harrowing. Her vocals which cut through the mesmerizing stances of sound transition to showcase a dichotomy within The Marble Index.

Specifically with “Facing The Wind” where the entirety of the record has this tension that becomes never-ending. Random and sporadic noises of minor chords which are colder than the Earth’s poles create two points that never met.

At one side stands Nico drenched with darkened hair and black attire with instrumentals to match. At the other are her previous works which create and orchestrate at one point a revitalization of summer warmth against the skin.

The sun for The Marble Index is burned out and in the replacement follows boiling points of sound. The production handled by John Cale and Frazier Mohawk tells more tales of betrayal and utter pain beyond Nico’s performance.

The final track in particular, “Evening Of Light” is the beating of the door, this oppressing weight holding over the audience like The Pit and the Pendulum. Knowing that death is nearby and is the final absolute, Nico delivers a vocal performance that is chilling.

Tied in with her delivery is this instrumental that ramps up in both tempo and levels of additive noise where eventually the track erupts in this paranoid and freezing moment. Paralyzed by tension and fear, the emotions become Nico’s plaything while strings cut like razors against the audience.

Nico describes, “In the morning of my winter when my eyes are still asleep. In the morning of my winter when my eyes are still asleep. A dragonfly lady in a coat of snow, I’ll send to kiss your heart for me.” As the bass begins to surround the audience and overpower them, Nico pushes on. She illustrates, “Midnight winds are landing at the end of time, midnight winds are landing at the end of time… The peasants’’ hands are heavy in the evening of light. The peasants’ hands are heavy in the evening of light.”

Without faltering, Nico is once again a captivating passion for a unique sound but this time reorganizes herself as more of a tragic figure than before. Long gone are these days where the sunlight touches the audience, and in its place is the cold hand of an unshakable demise.

Listen To The Marble Index Here!!! – Spotify/iTunes