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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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.

Video(s): The Harpoons + Guerre + Moppy + Fraser A. Gorman + The Murlocs + OFF!

How great are stunner deals at Hungry Jacks? Nah, they actually taste like a cow took it’s final, bloody shit in your mouth. Instead, cop out for the real stunner deal of amazing clips from a range of Aussie/New Zealand artists, and a couple blokes who are punk as fuck.

 

The Harpoons-Unforgettable

The first thing I think of when the word ‘Forget’ comes into conversation is the memory loss Axl Rose must’ve lost between Appetite of Destruction and G N R Lies to go from rocking so hard to sucking so hard. That’s a complete lie, but a good introduction, and a stubbornly true fact, so let’s keep it that way. Anyway, The Harpoons’ new song ‘Unforgettable’ is actually that, a languid slab of emotion, with some absolutely killer Beyonce-esque vocals coming through. The video is also a damn fine slice of mod-pop, splicing weird mono-colours together, whilst yearning synths ache in the background.

 

Guerre-Klusht Musket

It’s hard to make out what to think of the new Guerre video, mainly because it doesn’t sit still or in focus long enough to make out anything. The video is as strange and unique as the song itself. There are a whole bunch of instruments that I have no idea what they are, just weird shit that consistently shifts and allures at the same time. Fucked up, but in a totally fashionable way.

 

Moppy-Slow Napisan

If Satan were to ever be put in the laundry with a Napisan commercial, this is precisely what would emerge. No questions asked, this is exactly the thing that you would get. It start out at a demonic slow pace, before glitching out, and turning into a sloppy, melting nightmare. It’s pretty fucking alright.

 

Fraser A. Gorman-Book of Love

In this clip, featuring a song that is jaw-droppingly fucking good, Fraser A. Gorman hangs out with a bunch of mates that you might know from bands like You Am I, Courtney Barnett, and King Gizzard. Yeah, Fraser A. Gorman has got way cooler mates than you do. He then goes out on a boat, reads a book with no words in it, and drinks shots without paying for them. Yeah, you don’t have to pay for drinks when Stu from King Gizz and Courtney Barnett are your back-up vocalists. But don’t you dare fuck with his chicken. That thing is as gorgeous as a sunset dipped in warm cocaine, and helps Gorman discover the meaning of love. That’s a damn fine pheasant if you ask me.

 

The Murlocs-Paranoid Joy

The Murlocs’ debut album is a fucking ripper, featuring track after track of warbling, harmonica-fuelled genius. ‘Paranoid Joy’ is one of the most memorable takes off the album, and it’s got an equally deranged video to accompany it. Basically, if Cerberus swallowed a VHS copy of outtakes from your band practice, and shat it out with that bad serving of paranoid delusions he accidentally hoofed down, then you’d get the ‘Paranoid Joy’ video.

 

OFF!-Red White And Black

When you’ve got your video featuring Brian Posehn and Dave Foley as white supremacists in faux-Nazi uniforms, you’ve got yourself one of the best videos ever. The video then divulges into a punk rock haven, slurring guitars going into an overdrive that would kill Vin Diesel. Then the neo-Nazi’s get the shit kicked out of them, and everything is hilarious.

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!

Playlist: Australian Artists to Watch in 2014 (January Playlist)

Alright, two things.

1. I realise I’ve been pretty shitty about getting out the monthly playlists of songs that you don’t give a fuck about. Frankly, I haven’t been listening to all that much new stuff, just old school Mogwai, The Triffids and this band that Guy from Chapter Music was raving about called The Plants (check ’em they’re rad). So, consider this a January playlist.

2. A bunch of musical related things like the NME have been raving about bands they reckon will explode this year. Honestly, I don’t really give a fuck about Temples or Sam Smith or whatever bullshit Justin Vernon rip-off project is occurring. Now, I wanna talk about some homegrown talent that is sure to lay siege to your brains in this new year.

Before I get stuck in, I’d like to prefix this by saying I didn’t include bands that have had stellar years in 2013. No Palms, or Bed Wettin’ Bad Boys or Bad//Dreems, or anything like that. Definitely no Courtney Barnett after the outrageous (but certainly earned) amounts of praise.  The following bands and artists are ones that came on the verge of hitting big in 2013, but saved up their magic for what is sure to be a stellar following year. Get used to these names-some of them will begin to dominate Triple J, or at least your community radio station, some will begin to invade your hometown with shows, and some will break up, and it’ll be like they never existed. However, all are incredibly, incredibly good, and they’re only at a sapling phase. In 2014, watch these bad boys and girls grow into behemoths of the Australian music scene.

1. Go Violets

2. The Stevens

3. ScotDrakula

4. The Clits

5. Blood Plastic

6. Adults

7. Destiny 3000

9. Multiple Man

10. Circular Keys

11. Tincture

12. GUERRE

13. Cull

14. You Beauty

15. The Creases

16. Driffs

17. Bloods

18. Chicks Who Love Guns

19. The Frowning Clouds

20. Mining Boom

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.