Naima Bock has released her latest single, ‘Toll’, which will appear on her upcoming debut record Giant Palm. The track follows previous cuts ’30 Degrees’, ‘Every Morning’, and the title track. Check out the music video for it below.
“‘Toll’ was originally composed as a song to hold hands with decay and death,” Bock explained in a statement. “Recording alongside Joel Burton who arranged the violin and woodwind parts brought the song to life and allowed for space and freedom within it, while Alex Mckenzie’s flute solo beautifully introduces us into its world. My drummer Cassidy Hansen wrote and directed the video, magically closing the circle.”
Horsegirl have dropped a new song, ‘Dirtbag Transformation (Still Dirty)’, taken from the Chicago band’s forthcoming debut LP Versions of Modern Performance. The track follows early singles ‘World of Pots and Pans’ and ‘Anti-glory’. Check out its music video below.
“The three of us filmed the ‘Dirtbag Transformation (Still Dirty)’ video over one day in Penelope’s elementary school,” the band explained in a statement. “The video provides a small look into our Chicago youth scene—it includes members of bands like Lifeguard, Friko, Dwaal Troupe, and Post Office Winter all grouped into oddball bands with weird gimmicks. We always have the best time making our videos with our friends in spaces we feel connected to. All of our friends showed up with various assortments of clothing and props, like wooden spoons, a bowling shirt collection, and an accordion. We wanted to harness the strangeness of everything that was brought to us, and wanted to showcase all of the people and bands that mean so much to us.”
Versions of Modern Performance will be out on June 3 via Matador.
Pittsburgh’s The Zells have released a new single titled ‘Brian Ray Trout, 1999’. It’s the latest offering from the band’s sophomore album, Ant Farm, following previous cuts ‘Truther Uncle’ and ‘Hell Car’. Check it out below.
Bassist Roman Benty, who takes the lead on ‘Brian Ray Trout, 1999’, explained in a statement:
During one of my brain-dead spells of the past two years, I noticed that Skeet Ulrich’s two biggest movies (Scream and The Craft) both came out in 1996. As we all know, after these two juggernauts, Skeet basically fell off the radar until Riverdale. I really got stuck on the idea of having the two biggest successes of your career take place over the course of one year. When you let others dictate your value, you will always find it fleeting. ‘Bryan Ray Trout, 1999’ finds a wayward Skeet drinking heavily at a party populated by Hollywood stars closing out the last decade of the 20th century. The song’s narrator is a young actor who’s overjoyed to be near what he perceives as greatness. Over the course of the evening, he befriends Nicole – a seasoned actor who’s seen it all and knows better than to fall for the glitz and glamor the setting invites. While Nicole tries to warn our narrator about the false promises of the life he is about to embark on, their conversation is interrupted by an intoxicated Skeet Ulrich. When Skeet attempts to sweet-talk Nicole, she kicks his ass, and swiftly exits the party. In the conflict’s aftermath, other partygoers approach the scene and assume our narrator is the one who delivered the beating to Mr. Ulrich. Despite Nicole’s warnings about the shallow nature of Hollywood, the narrator immediately takes credit for beating the shit out of Skeet Ulrich. And thus, another star is born.
Ant Farm is due for release on June 3 via Crafted Sounds.
Art Moore – the new project of Boy Scouts’ Taylor Vick and Ezra Furman collaborators Sam Durkes and Trevor Brooks – have announced their debut self-titled album. Out August 5 via ANTI-, Art Moore will include the previously shared single ‘Snowy’, as well as a new track called ‘Muscle Memory’. Check outs its Rocco Rivetti-directed video below, and scroll down for the album cover and tracklist.
“‘Muscle Memory’ was inspired by the many phases of life we go through and the friendships that exist within them that inevitably transform as we continue through life,” Vick explained in a statement. “I wanted to write about this experience from a neutral perspective, one with the belief that it’s neither a good or bad thing but simply a given in life. It’s a more fictionalised version of my personal experience which was the kind of writing I gravitated towards most in this band.”
Art Moore Cover Artwork:
Art Moore Tracklist:
1. Muscle Memory
2. Sixish
3. Snowy
4. Bell
5. A Different Life
6. Rewind
7. October
8. Habit
9. Something Holy
10. Inspiration and Fun
“‘Multitudes’ – the word itself was the first choice,” O’Brien explained in a statement. “It is not neat, it describes loose ends, open ends. Working with opposing forces and contradictions. An interrogation into the obstacles which pervade our daily lives; it’s a song about desire and creativity.”
She continued: “The album title Time Bend and Break The Bower, from this song ‘Multitudes’, came into my head and made its demands, an idea that pressed on me throughout the record. It has a very active role. The clock symbol is enlarged, it looms like a moon over my activity watching, counting me down to zero. Dripping with self sabotage and the feeling of being chased; it pulls and pushes against the verses which talk of ’Multitudes’; the things that faithfully come back – the images, the words, creativity. It is creativity itself. That’s what I’m talking about.”
Time Bend and Break The Bower is set to arrive on June 10 via Chess Club Records.
Sun’s Signature, the project of Cocteau Twins vocalist Elizabeth Fraser and Massive Attack’s Damon Reece, have released a new song called ‘Underwater’. It’s taken from duo’s upcoming self-titled EP, which they announced with the single ‘Golden Air’. Check out a visual for it below.
Sun’s Signature is due out physically on June 18 via Partisan Records, with a digital release to follow in July.
Ravyn Lenae has previewed her upcoming album Hypnos – out this Friday via Atlantic Records – with one final single, ‘Xtasy’. Produced by Kaytranada, the track arrives alongside an animated visual co-directed by London-based visual artist Zongbo Jiang and Linyou Xie. Check it out below.
‘Xtasy’ follows the previously released tracks ‘M.I.A.’, ‘Light Me Up’, and ‘Skin Tight’. “When you listen to the music, I hope you have a better understanding of me and even catch a better understanding of yourself… As artists, we make music as a pathway to help other people understand certain aspects of their lives,” Lenae said of the project in a statement. “I’ve gone through the tunnels and seen the light on the other side. I’m finding my way. I’m clearer on who I am and my power through music and lyricism. I’m pouring more into me, friendships, family, and music. Through all of that, I’m fulfilled.”
How do you return from nearly five years of off-the-grid remoteness after a string of instant-classics, a Pulitzer prize, and renown as an infallible wordsmith? Kendrick Lamar’s reputation is larger-than-life. In his absence, it’s only bubbled to newer heights, sculpting a mortal man into a messianic figure. Mr. Morale & the Big Steppers, the long-awaited follow-up to his 2017 victory lap DAMN., reckons with his newfound status as savior figure. Unfolding as a 73-minute therapy session, the album incorporates strokes of genius, blandness, and baffling misguidedness into a self-portrait equally moving and frustrating. Both deliberately and incidentally, Mr. Morale is a refutation of Kendrick’s purported immaculateness, capturing him as a flawed human and artist.
Mr. Morale fuses classical instrumentation with hip-hop production. Melancholic piano stretches and dramatic string sections mingle with hi-hat patterns. The opener ‘United in Grief’ sets an exhilarating tone with sudden beat switches and jarring collisions between disparate elements, shifting from jumpy drums to minor-key piano chords. An unpredictable energy persists into the next couple songs: ‘N95’ showcases constant flow switches and ‘Worldwide Steppers’ finds Kendrick listing every white woman’s he’s had sex with. Unfortunately, Mr. Morale doesn’t maintain its early exuberance. Plenty of songs feature largely anonymous production and some of Kendrick’s laziest verses to date (e.g. ‘Die Hard’, ‘Rich Spirit’, ‘Silent Hill’).
Overall, Kendrick’s lyricism is blunter than ever. Whereas To Pimp a Butterfly mixed direct addresses with cryptic metaphors and narratives, Mr. Morale flocks towards the former. On ‘We Cry Together’, Kendrick re-imagines Ice Cube’s back-and-forth, battle of the sexes-type dialogue with Yo Yo on ‘It’s A Man World’s’ as a domestic altercation. Kendrick and actress Taylour Paige (in her rap debut) hurl insults at each other. Petty and venomous disses swirl around until the argument extends beyond a quarrel between two individuals, into a gendered dispute. In the end, the volatile argument deflates into sex (a resentful “fuck you” becomes a lustful “fuck me”). The performances are a little histrionic and the final note of bathos undoes some of the dramatic resonance. Though awkward in delivery, it’s a welcome change of pace in the tracklist’s driest stretch.
On ‘Sing About Me, I’m Dying of Thirst’ off good kid, m.A.A.d city, Kendrick narrated as side characters from his personal odyssey. In one verse, he raps as a female sex worker detailing the minutae of her work. She critiques Kendrick’s own ‘Keisha’s Song (Her Pain)’ from Section.80: a didactic tragedy about a sex worker, ending with her abrupt rape and murder. ‘Sing About Me…’ marked growth in Kendrick’s storytelling, exploring peripheral characters and even using their voices as self-critique without reducing them to icons of his own maturity. On the other hand, Mr. Morale’s ‘Auntie Diaries’ is a full regression, posturing his trans relatives as vessels for a personal journey towards acceptance. It’s a terrible song, devoid of ‘Sing About Me…’’s decentering of the self. Sprouting from a Macklemore-ian cocktail equal parts well-intentioned and tone-deaf, Kendrick wrestles with his long-delayed understanding of his trans uncle and cousin’s struggles. Rhyming through a minefield of deadnaming and misgendering, he treats his arrival at baseline compassion as a revelation. The undeserved, climactic orchestral swell does no favours, positioning his feeble gesture of acceptance as a roaring act of courage.
The album finds its emotional zenith on ‘Mother I Sober’, the penultimate track. Here, Kendrick traces reverberations of violence and abuse across his life, his family, and larger Black communities. The song’s intimate yet epic in scope, punctuated by a tearful chorus from Beth Gibbons (of Portishead). Mr. Morale is a personal album, its therapeutic framing device allowing Kendrick to speak freely of guilt and traumas. This is hardly different from his other albums (To Pimp a Butterfly’s ‘u’ is a particularly volcanic and eruptive confessional). Yet here, there’s a directness to the autobiographical elements: a need to be understood. Fearful of metaphors’ tendency towards abstraction, Mr. Morale uses them sparingly. As a standalone song, ‘Mother I Sober’ is a towering achievement rivaling Kendrick’s best work. Yet as a track within a larger album, its earnestness and meditations on sexual abuse are muddied by rapist-and-rapper Kodak Black’s presence throughout the album, in both features and allusions alike. Kendrick’s incorporation of Kodak Black is a hamfisted rebuke against “cancel culture,” ultimately eroding the empathy of songs like “Mother I Sober”.
On ‘Mirror’, the album’s bouncy finale, Kendrick reveals a decision. He renounces the fantastical expectations leagues of fans constructed around the image of Kendrick Lamar. He’s neither a Christ figure nor a revolutionary; he’s a father and a husband. “Sorry I didn’t save the world” and “I choose me, I’m sorry”, he remarks: a half-hearted apology to preachers of his mythological status. His dismissal of political duty is confused by the album’s fixation with commenting on major events transpired during his self-imposed isolation (from COVID to Kanye/Drake beef). Yet, ultimately, Kendrick’s concluding admission is an act of shattering delusions. On Untitled Unmastered’s ‘untitled 01’, Kendrick spoke of profound obligation: “I made To Pimp a Butterfly for you/Told me to use my vocals to save mankind for you”. On ‘Mirror’, Kendrick confesses that he’ll never live up to this duty. Mr. Morale is a product of his coming to peace with this acceptance.
If you’re a Radiohead fan, you don’t need to be persuaded to listen to A Light for Attracting Attention. Though the Radiohead extended universe has only been expanding since the release of A Moon Shaped Pool six years ago, the debut album from the Smile marks the first time Thom Yorke and Jonny Greenwood have worked together on a full record outside of their main band. Perhaps the most intriguing aspect of the response to the new LP isn’t that everyone seems to agree that it’s the best album by a Radiohead side project, but the fact that it sounds the most like Radiohead. Yorke and Greenwood have been carving their own unique lanes with solo projects that yield increasingly resonant and innovative results – Yorke’s last solo LP, ANIMA, is his best to date, while Greenwood’s profile as a progressive film score composer has only risen in recent years – and it’s becoming easier to imagine a world where their future releases, however collaborative, carry almost as much weight as a Radiohead album once did. If one of the implications of A Light for Attracting Attention is that we have to contend with the possibility that there never might be another Radiohead album, they’ll have to be seen as more of a significant event than a side project.
Since making their debut appearance at the 2021 Glastonbury livestream, there was something different about the Smile, but it was precisely because it felt like an offshoot rather than a solo endeavor with a group of esteemed collaborators. It’s pretty much impossible to talk at length about the Smile without turning the discussion to Radiohead – though, if you’re a Radiohead superfan, you’d probably have no issue writing thousands of words unpacking the cultural prescience of Yorke’s lyrics, Greenwood’s intricate performances, the spaciousness of longtime collaborator Nigel Godrich’s production, or the new dynamism brought forth by the group’s third member, Tom Skinner, best known for his work with the London jazz quartet Sons of Kemet – all as if it has no connection with anything that came before it. But if we’re being honest, a huge part of what the trio is offering here comes down to the thrill of familiarity, without the same burden of expectation. It’s what makes so much of A Light for Attracting Attention almost fun, despite the characteristically miserablist bent of its lyrical content.
Yet it’s also unfair to describe the album as a lifeless attempt to recreate a specific era or aesthetic associated with Radiohead – if anything, it’s about injecting those sounds with a new sense of vitality and fluidity, about seeing what happens when you let the connections emerge naturally. Certainly, there is a thread from A Moon Shaped Pool to this album: you can hear it in the tendency to imbue the songs with an orchestral elegance, as in the hypnotic ‘Speech Bubbles’, or in the way ‘Open the Floodgates’ seems to follow on from ‘Daydreaming’, casting the same glow even as it revolves around a different subject. But it also serves as a bridge between records: ‘Waving a White Flag’ blends the ornate instrumentation favoured on A Moon Shaped Pool with the sinister arpeggios of ‘A Wolf at the Door’ from Hail to the Thief, the Radiohead album that has the most in common with A Light for Attracting Attention. Then there’s also ‘Pana-vision’, which recalls Amnesiac’s ‘Pyramid Song’, while the striking ballad ‘Free in the Knowledge’ seems to go back even further, like something from The Bends that’s been carefully preserved for the present moment, in the vein of ‘True Love Waits’.
Beyond their flawless execution, there’s something fascinating about how the record freely explores these stylistic fusions where previous efforts might have sought to break new ground. This makes a song like ‘A Hairdryer’ harder to trace back to any particular album; there’s a bit of The King of Limbs, a bit of Yorke’s The Eraser, and maybe something distinctly the Smile about it. If you’re not a Radiohead fan, you’d have to figure out if you like any of these albums before listening to A Light for Attracting Attention; I can’t think of a way it towers any one of them, except maybe Pablo Honey – and even then, that album achieves the kind of immediate impact this one continuously, and probably deliberately, eludes. As much as I appreciate the Smile’s insistence on teasing out but denying the simple pleasure of a memorable hook, I can’t help but wish all the uneasy tension found some sort of release.
Yet this is a great debut because it reaches for more than the kind of beautiful complexity its members normally excel at; the songs are as knotty and layered as you’d expect, but they also sound refreshingly looser and spikier than they would in the context of Radiohead. This is especially true of the more rock-oriented cuts – you could compare ‘You Will Never Work in Television Again’ to something off Hail to the Thief or even Pablo Honey, but it’s the perfect debut single because Radiohead have never made post-punk sound quite this visceral, and you can hear Skinner’s influence driving the track. ‘The Smoke’ is similarly surprising, riding a mesmerising groove but twisting itself into something funkier than anything in the band’s discography.
Perhaps this is the true and simple appeal of A Light for Attracting Attention: listening to talented musicians discover new territory in what has long been understood as theirs. It begins without any drums or additional instrumentation, just Yorke and Greenwood exchanging ideas, eliciting dread as only they could. Instantly evoking ‘Everything In Its Right Place’, ‘The Same’ builds a dystopian atmosphere any Radiohead fan will recognize, but Yorke in particular seems more comfortable lingering in that uncertain space, that familiar numbness: “When we realize that we are broke and nothing mends/ We can drop under the surface,” he sings on the final track. Yet by observing the present and looking back on the past, the Smile keep searching for a path forward – or, at least, eerily anticipating it.
The Los Angeles band Automatic have shared a new track, ‘Skyscraper’, the latest offering from their forthcoming record Excess. “It’s about spending your life making money and then spending it to fill the void created by said job,” the band’s Halle Saxon-Gaines said in a statement about the song, which follows early singles ‘New Beginning’ and ‘Venus Hour’. “Kind of like going to LA to live your dreams,” Lola Dompé added. Give it a listen below.
Excess, Automatic’s sophomore LP, arrives on June 24 via Stones Throw.