Friday, 15 June 2018
BEST AND WORST NEW TRACKS OF THE WEEK 15/06/2018: Big Shaq, Slaves, Death Grips and more…
‘Man Don’t Dance’ - Big Shaq
Big Shaq has taken off his jacket, but now he’s refusing to dance. Next year, I’m pretty sure he’ll be dancing and refusing to do something else. Man don’t stick to his principles. Sequels to meme songs are generally never as good, but this beat bangs hard and ‘I like my eggs with yolk, scrambled ting/ but please don’t burn my toast’ is the best opening line to a song I’ve heard all year.
‘Cut and Run’ – Slaves
Even if this is a lot less aggressive than their past work and a lot more like FIFA-game radio rock, I’m feeling the catchy lyrics and simple riffing. Also thanks for the workout video, Slaves - maybe there’s still time to work on my beach body.
‘Ha ha ha’ – Death Grips
The first minute of dissonant chaos was a bit much for me and even then I was too distracted by the disgusting artwork to enjoy the rest of the song, but the track has grown on me since – there’s so much crazy shit going on in it that I can’t help but feel a little awed by it. The track is set to feature on Death Grips’ upcoming album The Year of The Snitch – I’m hoping there are more innovative tracks like this one on it.
‘Heterosapien’ – Shatner
Described in the band’s own words, ‘Heterosapien’ is about how the 'human race is crashing the car whilst texting’. Musically, it’s an incredible mix of rock flavours – Shatner have been described as a mix of The Clash and the B-52s which is about as close as I can come to describing their sonic cocktail.
‘Blurs’ – Echo Vista
Echo Vista’s sound is equally hard to pin down. The layers of fluttering woodwind and gloopy synths feel like they ought to belong to two different worlds, but here they co-exist together. The vocals meanwhile weave in and out of the track. It’s a fun and unpredictable ride.
‘Midsummer Madness’ – 88 Rising
When I saw the signees of 88 Rising had come together for a collaboration I got excited, but this is really quite underwhelming. It feels like a commercial cash grab that doesn’t let any of the artists’ personalities shine. Joji sounds like Charlie Puth.