watching those two recent documentaries about Lil Peep/Gustav Elijah Åhr (𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦’𝑠 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 2019) and Yung Lean/Jonatan Aron Leandoer Håstad (𝐼𝑛 𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑, 2021), it made me want to go back to a few weird, not-quite-mainstream yet culturally essential things happening in hip-hop & fringe electronic music around 2013-16, and I felt again real hard how those two white, somehow privileged, deeply troubled rappers were shouting crucial things over cold, leaned-out beats very early on, the way they became so massive without majors of course goes a long way in showing how it’s always been overpassionnate teens & misfits who really know what’s up, feeling where the future lies even when they can’t see none. the yung lean story also clarifies the whole hippos in tank debauchery, the death of label executive barron machat at 27 during a long Miami, prescription drugs-filled night that is the sad stuff of legend, well-known underground & tragic music history in the making.through their lyrics, consumer goods they were boasting, the cultural space they were filling, they did & still will mean something to many, people often emo or downright depressed, but these are real feelings, death addiction loneliness & isolation too, happily there’s community healing love & creation too. overall one might find a certain imported nordic gloominess, euro blues for heartcuts & shivers, isolation songs for caved-in souls, masked & alienated before it was the norm, nervous energy for the winter, stuff that they needed, that you might need too?it can be overcrowded & then very sparse, either muddled or way too clear, shouted in your ears or barely spoken, now-&-ever sober or still drugged up, with some soulful fillers & 2020-2021 noisey ambient stuff. then of course there’s dean blunt, black experimental music better than the best performance art & able to make you dance, well-dressed & showing up uninvited with British partners-in-crime lurking in the corner with mean looks, could be 18+ maybe, Inga Copeland or Mica Levi, people who early rode that ascending wave of eery, queer & in-between r&b/post-hip hop thing (lala &ce = a star in the making), with messages and an attitude for the needy, dust-focused youth. seeing these two guy’s trajectories never crossing made me want to make it happen, even just a for a night filled with too-close-to-your-heart songs, simple hymns that find new meanings through what is actually lived.
→ art by @kayo2wo with additional vocals by idris robinson following the summer riots in minneaoplis, excerpts of a speech by philosopher bernard stiegler on the act of creation (inevitably pronounced before his untimely death) & anne boyer on writing as well as not dying.
Menu Bagarre Fretin*feeling where the futur lies even when they can’t see none.*
Menu Bagarre FretinMagnifique texte. Merci et pour la winter energy oui we need it aussi
Edith BrunetteMerci pour le mix Alex. Ça me rappelle qu’il y a des amiEs, de la douceur et de l’art qui sommeillent partout.
