New: Black Vanilla – Throw It Down

Black Vanilla return with their second tasty jam released this year. It’s so tasty, I want to lick it. I wanna lick this song. With my tongue.

The song is a sweaty, late-night jam that will get every romantic in the room on the floor. “Throw It Down” is for all the lovers, and for the soon to be lovers. The licking thing sounds even more fucked now, hey.

But I digress…put this on in your clubs. Patrons of dancefloors, be excited at the prospect of laying down your best moves to this song in the near future. Or at Oustidein in Sydney, at Manning Bar on November 29. Seekae, Panthu Da Prince, Giraffage and Client Liaison are all playing as well. Sick, let’s get groovy.

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Video: Collarbones – Turning

Nup. Fuck off. How can something this fucking brilliant exist in the vacuum of time and space. Collarbones are simply too genius to grace us with their prescence. Honestly, it’s not really fair on them that they have to exist on the same city, nay the same world, as Soundly Sounds. If you looked up juxtaposition in the dictionary you would see a infographic saying: Collarbones > Earth.

This all comes to a head in the video for their latest masterpiece “Turning”. Not only does it feature the glorious talents of Matt Banham (of Matt Banham’s Jokes Internet f@me) Marcus Thaine (ultra cool dude at Siberia Records) Doug and Russell from FISHING and a host of others, doing their best Gordon Gecko x a Reddit Forum x Swag impressions, but SPOD (Yes, THE SPOD) took care of doing art installations/dance choreography. Prepare your mind to go on a psychedelic trip with Marcus Whale and Travis Cook as your sonic guides, refreshing your eyeball’s taste buds with a gory, seizure-inducing plethora of images. It’s like Beyonce took acid at a Marrickville warehouse party and her mind’s eye was turned into a music video.

Flurries of the Matrix, rotating chairs of vaguely disappointed looking heroes of Sydney, and a weird adoration with a Chinese vase are all teh status quo of what is the greatest video of the decade. Throw all of that next to a constantly revolving orgasm of outfits from cyclist chic to twerking-man-wrapped-in-silver, and you’ve got something of jilting beauty that will probably never be matched.

New: Black Vanilla – SMACKS

By the power of paradoxical band names, Black Vanilla are back! A year on from their insane track ‘Call Your Husband’, the Sydney trio have released SMACKS, which is like if The Prodigy’s ‘Smack My Bitch Up’ were spliced into The Matrix, and then fed into an ecstasy-fuelled rave at Sydney’s coolest warehouse party. More shredded than your average Stereosonic punter, it pulses with a scary amount of energy. Laced with electricity and power, ‘SMACKS’ will destroy everything you thought you knew about dance music, and rebuild it into the insane totem pole of amazing that is Black Vanilla.

New Electronic Music: BANKS + Youth Lagoon + Tycho + Scenic + Rainbow Chan x Cassius Select + ALTA + Oscar Key Sung x Black Vanilla

Bro, can you feel it? I’m peakin’ braj, I’m peakin’! Broseidon, I can’t feel my arms!

Such is the life of a gum-muncher. I’m here to fund that lifestyle! These tunes will be with you throughout the thick, thin and the paranoid moments when someone is watching you, and it doesn’t matter that no-one else can see them, they’re totally there.

BANKS-BRAIN

I really have to thank my spirit guide Luen for this one. This track is absolutely killer, in that it will cut your throat, empty your carcass of blood, and leave your lifeless, deflated corpse by the side of the road, but there are no regrets because this song was just way too good. Produced by the almighty Shlohmo, ‘Brain’ is a popping R&B infused track. It starts with sliding water-droplet subtlety, and then, funded by BANKS’ illustrious voice, moves into a pure orgasm territory. I won’t ruin it, but the short of it is that you need to listen to this track, because it will make you want to accomplish all your dreams.

Youth Lagoon-Worms

I went and saw Youth Lagoon on Thursday night. I’m not going to write a review for the show, because frankly, he kinad sucked. I love his music, especially his first album, but in live shape, it was a bit of a self-indulgent, cinematic mess. However, this new track from him is amazing. ‘Worms’ is precisely that, a slinky, earthly thing that slowly worms its way around. There’s a constant twinkling, but the whole thing feels underground, trying to make its way to nowhere in particular, searching for purpose, but at the same time, pretty content knowing that’ll just be your average worm. Stay humble Youth Lagoon, its what I love you for.

Tycho-Montana

Segue alert: Youth Lagoon has a mad, mad, insane, mad song called ‘Montana’. This next paragraph is dedicated to a song entitled ‘Montana’, that also happens to rule. What the Franco, James?

This is a lot more spaced out than the previous entries, an instrumental track that heavily lies on the ‘instrument’ part of that phrase. Not only does Tycho incorporate synths and ticks, but there’s a lot of classical instrumentation appearing-live drums, piano, guitar, various percussion…It makes for a layered, super intriguing track that has more texture than a cup of fro-yo with all the toppings.

Scenic-Ride the Thrill

Scenic are from Perth, which means there’s a de facto Tame Impala influence on there. I’m genuinely surprised they got snapped up by Future Classic and not Modular. Regardless, Scenic actually share more in common with label-mates Jagwar Ma, channelling that Madchester rave scene in all its Happy Mondays glory.

Swishy, hazed vocals washing over you, a pulsating, electric pulse and a thumping synth line that crawls all over the place like a drunk Spiderman on a skyscraper. Dayum Scenic, you got yourself a fucking great song!

Scenic are going to be opening up the Laneway festivities tomorrow in Sydney, so be sure to catch them. Unless you’re at The Growl, with me, in which case, its cool, all is forgiven.

Rainbow Chan-Milk (Cassius Select Remix)

I absolutely adore Rainbow Chan. Her cool, teenage melodies that are chirpier than Twitter’s mascot are to actually die for. I would stab Zeus for a chance to cop an exclusive listen to new Rainbow Chan material. I also adore GUERRE (remix alias=Cassius Select). GUERRE/CS is also very awesome. Glad we’ve established that. Moving on.

So when two adorable elements such as the aforementioned collide on a re-re-remix track, amazing is sure to follow in stead. Prepare yourself for a sultry remix that is not afraid to do its own thing whilst flashing the sex-eyes at you every couple seconds and make sure you’re watching. What a minx!

ALTA-Wandering

Melbourne group ALTA are prepared to rip open your expectations via the earballs, and ensure that you’re paying more attention than the poo-eating scene from Human Centipede. Think of Willow Beats and Super Magic Hats, super silky smooth stuff that gets you jittery behind your belly button.

On ‘Wandering’, ALTA still retain their tribal roots, going full on Amazon, but also adding stylistic elements, pulling back just when you want to hear more, and then pouncing forward right when you’re least expecting it. Basically, ALTA have got the listener hooked, and a lack of this stuff will lead to withdrawal.

ALTA are playing tonight (!) at Good God. Get on that shit.

Oscar Key Sung-All I Could Do (Black Vanilla Remix)

Final entry, though no less organ-failingly good. It’s another remix of Oscar Key Sung’s badooshhhh single ‘All I Could Do’, this time from Sydney tune-shiners Black Vanilla. Usually more R&B focused, this one takes a small sample of Key Sung’s vocal ‘…could…’, and then adds some trap claps and shimmering, trickling synth work to make this remix the ice-queen of all OKS remixes. YEWWWW!

New: Hand Games Mixtape #14 (free download)

New: Hand Games Mixtape #14 (free download)

Fuck to the yes to the fuck yes. There is a new Hand Games mixtape, and for now, everything is right in the world. For those that don’t know, Hand Games is a mixtape service. Every month, a new playlist shows up like the hologram of Eazy-E at Rock the Bells. This month’s playlist has a host of goodness that would cause envy to Mother Teresa. There’s new shit from the schmoovest R&B thang in the world, Black Vanilla, as well as some light and immersing electronica from Hayden James, Ta-ku, Moses MacRae and Lower Spectrum. In terms of the gorgeously gargantuan, there’s the newest of new from Palms (<3), Peter Bibby, Shining Bird. ‘C of O’ from The Native Cats ‘Dallas’ album makes a most welcome appearance. Rounding out the eye-popping goodness are Summer Flake, Brothers Hand Mirror, Rainbow Chan and Naughty Rappers Collective. Overall, this shit is going to pound you into oblivion with the sheer greatness of the music. The fact that is completely free of charge will send your brain into a paradoxical descent of insanity. 

Black Vanilla-Call Your Husband (free download)

Holy shitballs, this is amazing. Like, one of my favourite electronic tracks of this year, insofar. It’s gloriously simple in it’s execution, but it contains so much at the same time. It’s like when you order a basic ice cream sundae, and then when you actually get it, it comes with whipped cream, a brownie, chocolate fudge sauce, whipped cream, jelly beans, gummie bears, sour worms, an extra scoop of ice cream and  a motherflippin’ cherry on top.

Black Vanilla is a collaboration between Sydney group Collarbones, DJ Plead, and Guerre, all fantastic producers and ambient aficionado’s in their own right, but when it comes together, dear fuck, do you need to be prepared. It’s actually going to blow you away when that song chimes in. Everything is gloriously smooth and creamy, from the chiming beginnings that ring like church bells in a post-apocalyptic Vatican,  a touch pad beat that jitters and bristles with deadly intention and…and, oh my god, that incinerating. ‘Call ya husband, he gun be late’ comes out of fucking nowhere, it’s so deep and demanding, like Judge Dredd if he were played by The Rock. Fuck, this track is electronic infused R n B at it’s best. Not even the mention of twerking can fuck it up. It’s just too good.

Fuck Justin Timberlake and his ‘ambitious’  20/20 albums. This is everything you need to hear this year.