New: Collarbones – Only Water (feat. Oscar Key Sung)

Y’all motherfuckers like R&B? Collarbones are at the pinnacle of this game right now, without any doubt. Try to throw shade on these guys, and that same shade will return with a quizzical look , disappointedly expressing, “Really? These guys? They’re awesome, you twisted, lonely fuck!”. The duo of Marcus Whale and Travis Cook is basically a recipe of the juiciest R Kelly vocals mixing it up with some of the best production this country has ever seen. No, you can actually see the sounds emitting from a Collarbones track, razor sharp synths and electronic flourishes scratching your earholes, and forcing your eyes into a fixed stare.

Collarbones have a new record on the horizon, and they’ve released a killer new track to accompany that news, a sultry jam featuring Oscar “King of Sex” Key Sung latching on with some vocal help. “Only Water” goes back to Collarbones more lush roots, with the rapid-fire percussion taking a backseat in the mi towards twinkling, waterfall synths. Whale and Key Sung’s harmonies are in fine form here, gently unfurling into a blossoming shape that Mother Nature herself would burn with envy over. With this, and the previously released “Turning”, Collarbones new record is looking to be the electronic release of the year.


Album Review: Movement-Movement EP

I hardly ever dance anymore. When I do, it means one of two things: I’m drunk, or I really, really, really like the band playing. I don’t know whether the cynical side of me is winning the internal mind war, or if maybe the robot controlling my emotions broke up with his girlfriend, but the last few bands I danced to were Straight Arrows, Palms and Hunx and His Punx, all of which are impossible to not grow obsessively fond of.

However, with the Sydney group Movement, I’ve had no trouble dancing to their shit, and it’s not even within a live setting. Their music, an R&B dusted with silver electronica, is damn near flawless. If they’re EP were a Game of Thrones trophy, it’d be the Iron Throne-strong and grey, but with an intrinsic beauty attached to it.

The EP starts off with previous single ‘Like Lust’, which you could see as the perfect song to make love to. Not ‘fuck’, or ‘root’, or ‘boink’ or any of that 16 year old shit. No, if Romeo and Juliet were touching gonads today, and Baz Luhrmann were needing the perfect song to accentuate their slow-motion passion, he’d pick ‘Like Lust’. Sure, there’s the irony that the song’s about a booty call. But the way ‘Like Lust’ carries itself with a sheen and glamour, a case of Resch’s says that any figure-man, woman, six-penised alien-would immediately fall to its sensual clutch. It’s so beautiful, even a combination of prolonged eye contact with Brad Pitt and a snuggle in ice cream flavoured happiness couldn’t beat this song to the claim of ‘Most Gorgeous Thing Ever’.

Following ‘Like Lust’ is a slow-burner of the truest sense, ‘Ivory. It starts with vocals that sound like they belong in the higher reaches of an abandoned church (go with me) and there’s these overarching synths that build and whip like those hidden dart traps in Raiders of the Lost Ark. But then these glowing piano droplets come in, and these hand claps are there, and the voices…OH THE VOICES! It’s pure sex recorded to tape, the kind of stuff Drake wished he could record. After that audio-orgasm, ‘5.57’ drops, and I do mean drops. It’s the kind of song that wouldn’t seem out of place connected to a video of two illogically attractive people making out in a Terminator-esque apocalypse. The chorus has these crushing electronic waves, but they’re balanced out by the tranquil ‘ooo’s that smother the piece. Basically, that shit is beauty incarnate.

The EP is finished out with the slow and brooding ‘Control You’, a breathy, harsh track that has all the right amounts of steam and lust to put an episode of True Blood to shame. When you’re commanded to ‘Move your body’, you’ll find that your already grinding whatever object is closest. Doesn’t matter if it’s a lamp post or a grandma, you’ll be grinding away with ‘Control You’, I assure you of that.

Which brings things to a close on this front. Movement made me dance my heart out to every song on their EP, and you’re Satan if you can’t see the value of this group right here. They’re more sexy than Penelope Cruz singing Marvin Gaye, and they have more potential talent and power to unite the 7 kingdoms. Yeah, I’ve only just cottoned onto this Game of Thrones thing. Fuck it’s good. But not as good as Movement.

Movement are gonna be playing Spectrum on Friday 30 May, get amongst it!

New: Chet Faker-Talk Is Cheap


What….the….fuuccccck? Who expected to wake up this morning to a new Chet Faker track/video? How can pessimism exist when this kind of shit occurs, huh?

Chet Faker, the bearded guy who covered ‘No Diggity’, and proceded to make everyone, including my own, jaws drop spontaneously, has finally announced his debut album. Apparently scrapping it twice and starting over again, third time lucky proved to be successful as a date has been announced (April 11) and the first single has dropped. The question though-is it worth the wait?

Fuck your cliffhanger rhetorics Ryan, you fuckwit, of course it’s good, it’s Chet Faker. How good? Try better than chocolate coated dinosaur pets good. ‘Talk Is Cheap’ manages to be sexier than a George Clooney make-out session. It combines some love-making saxophone that drips with sensuality,  with lush piano chords and a bass/clap combo that literally makes panties drop. I’ve had to pull up my undies involuntarily at least 12 times, and I’m only 40 seconds in.

And, as usual, Chet Faker’s voice is caramel sex incarnate, brimming with a unique and warm spirit that flows into your soul and hands it a hot chocolate and flicks the sex-eyes a couple times, a gesture that you would no doubt cross space and time to meet. The chorus is a swooning, crooning coitus-inducing orgasm. Basically, everything about ‘Talk Is Cheap’ echoes pre-piss R. Kelly, when every girl wanted to be with him, and every guy also wanted to be him. Good on you, Mr. Faker. You’re all right in my books.

New Electronica Music: Oscar Key Sung + SBTRKT + Cashmere Cat

If you listen to all three of these songs in a row, you’ll actually slip into a chillwave coma. So make sure you put on some Slayer between tracks. Safety first.

Oscar Key Sung-Holograms

Oscar Key Sung has been inching towards the release of a new EP, and with each individual snippet of the EP, I salivate just that much more. ‘All I Could Do’ made me jizz buckets, but ‘Holograms’ has made me upgrade to the carcass of a blue whale, as it’s the only thing that could detain my seed.

On ‘Holograms’, OKS proves himself to be like some sort of sensitive R. Kelly. Those floaty vocals charging in front of the wispy synths, and bobbing bass licks? It makes me want to cry, laugh, vomit, and cry with all the emotions of the rainbow. One word description: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.


SBTRKT-Hold the Line

BOOOOM! SHAKALAKA! BADOOOSH! MICHAEL BAY! So! many! explosion! sounds! It’s a new one from SBTRKT, you know that electronic dude behind the mask? No, that’s Deadmau5. No, you’re thinking of Daft Punk. The guy who did a bunch of collaborations, with people like Jessie Ware and Little Dragon? He’s really good? Yeah, ‘Wildfire’ guy!

Anyway, there’s a new song, an instrumental that got world premiered on BBC radio, which means there’s about 40 seconds of bullshit before there’s A NEW SBTRKT SONG! As expected, it’s a glittery, subteranean track that jettisons into all sorts of emotional pathlines. Glory! Happiness! Doubt! Depression! It’s all there, in the song, in the music, man!


Cashmere Cat-Wedding Bells

And now, for a triumphant finale! A new one from Cashmere Cat. On a sour side, listening to this makes me swell with regret and melancholy that I didn’t see him at Laneway or his sideshows. Man, imagine listening to this song live! Those thundering drops that elevate into some sort of Amazonian pan-flute magic, with aerodynamic drums collapsing on all sides. It’s like living in an Indiana Jones temple that’s run by the disciples of TLC!

Hand Games November Mixtape (free download)


Ohhh, yeahhhh! Do you feel that? A warm burn between your thighs? A dizzying spell penetrating your mind? An engulfing of your body in giddying excitement? That’s the bubbly need to party! But what the fuck are you going to soundtrack your days on the dance floor with? Well, luckily for you, there’s a new Hand Games mix, and it’s better than watching whatever shenanigans Kim and Kanye are up to now.

The new playlist is fucking killer, chock-full of tracks that will make your eyeballs pop out of your skull. Firstly, one of the best tracks of one of the best Australian releases of the year, TV Colours’ ‘Bad Dreams’. Try not to dance/headbang to this one. You’ll go Clockwork Orange, post-lobotmy levels insane. After that, there’s ‘Paranoid Video’ from Total Control. Yep, you read that write…the Total Control. Y’know, one of the best Aussie bands to surface in recent history. Disturbing and mind-fucking, it’s impossible not to enjoy this one.

Now after the assault of the brain, one needs to slow down and make way for the next couple tracks. Some shuffling electronica from the likes of Alba, seductive minimalism from Circular Keys and R&B sex soundtracking from Tincture/Hazel Brown are all eye-opening. Then, you need to prepare yourself for the greatness of Oscar Key Sung, and the track ‘All I Could Do’, as well as Nakagin’s ‘Bloom’, a sultry, natural beauty.

Halfway through the playlist, and no signs of slowing down, as Primitive Motion announce they’re post-punk ways with ‘Home of the Lone Coast’, a really fucking tortured track that has a subdued Sisters of Mercy/Rowland S Howard vibe. Slightly more upbeat, but no less twisted is You Beauty’s new track ‘Menal Mondays’, a song that twists with a heart-attack drum beat, gnarled guitar splashes and foreshadowing bass.

After those gloomy pearls, we head into the slacker rock territory, with two bands that regularly get mentioned here: Bitch Prefect and Food Court. BP’s ‘Shipped It’ actually has a bit of a Dischord vibe, like Fugazi got re-worked in Adelaide. Meanwhile, ‘By Your Side’, which I’ve posted about quite a bit before, rocks like a hurricane, fuzzy feel-good punk that is the cure for any melancholic work day.

Finally, we end this gem of a playlist with two tracks that take their queues from the recent downtempo electronica scenes that have been popping up all over the globe. Slum Sociable pout with a snaky, hissing track called ‘Watch Me Turn Colourful’, whilst Phondupe gets slinky and irresistible with the dripping-with-lust ‘Proxy’.

That’s all from this session of Hand Games Mixtapes. I’ve been your host, Ryan the Wanker. Enjoy this awesome Australian music with a complimentary side of Free Download. That’s right! This playlist can be all yours for nothing! FUCK YEAH!