“2016 gonna be weird” - videogamemusic
There’s a room in my apartment that keeps overflowing with children’s toys. Nobody seems to know where they’re coming from, but every day I walk by and have to kick some colorful transforming truck person thing out of the way. The nature of the toys make them not-so-conducive to stacking, so the is always slightly ajar, with a pile of physical residue from some keen inventor’s imagination ultrasound crowding the space. We filled like six trash bags with them (the white kind that are good for the environment, so they constantly tore on the sharp plastic edges.) and tossed em in the public bin, but then even the next day I realized we had forgotten a box in the corner. They all emit eerie, fascinating streams of light and sound when nudged even slightly. Sometimes, a person will walk by and put their hand on my shoulder, and I’ll realize I’ve been staring at the toys and it’s made me late. Then I hurry away and forget about them.
I called up my man Broshuda to check it out. The toys immediately reminded me of him, because it seems like on the weekly he’s dropping stacks of kool-aid cassettes brimming with eerie, fascinating streams of sound. He calls it “glambient,” which is too fucking clever for me to admit. No sound goes unpunished. He’s like Vince The Sham-Wow Guy for ghetto blasters, shoving all 18 instruments from “Music For 18 Musicians” into a modded out food processor. What comes out looks like muddy goop at first, but give it a good shake – it’s different every time! It’s an arcade with this guy, full on butt-stomping dub one moment, pale new age the next, lazy sunday jamming in the attic straight into frantic interweb jazz shuffle. His next release, Fatima’s Dream, is out on videogamemusic!, that wavy London tape exporter y’all know and adore. Check out “Vanilla Sneak,” a chilly drop of sunflower oil in a slush solution of curious midi mallets. Shuda said it was about this girl named Fatima that falls asleep on a train and misses her stop. This must be the part where she’s trying to pick up a massive gumdrop, but every time she stretches her arm, it wobbles out of reach.
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