Kicking off 2014 is a little reminder from the age-old TMT favorite Sun Araw. Recorded from Sun Araw Band X’s Euro tour last spring, Live ROMA roars with lingerers and slimmers. Including a DOPE-ASS collab between DEEP MAGIC and DRACULA LEWIS. Stream directly below:
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Also, scope they’s tour zine here, maybe by The Prophet Alisa Lyudinshina.
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However, looking back one last time at our Top 50 of 2013, I figured I’d dish out a bit of goofball judgement. So, to flagrantly rip off Flavorwire, and without further ado, I bring to you: “Know thy digital self via stereotyping you by your favorite Tiny Mix Tapes album:”
• Paisley Parks - Бｈ○§†: Lurkers who have no problem relentlessly and absentmindedly trolling through text communication.
• Grouper - The Man Who Died In His Boat: Saps too lazy to find something else that sounds exactly like Dragging A Dead Deer Up A Hill.
• Death Grips - Government Plates: Conspiracy theorists who believe that playing all the Death Grips albums simultaneously reveals deeper meaning to our government’s secrets.
• Jenny Hval - Innocence Is Kinky: Transcendentalists looking for them 1990 lyrics and vocal rhythms; looking, but not touching.
• Chief Keef - Almighty So: Internet big-wigs who talk with their hands behind the computer screen while nobody can see, but still get their point across.
• Ahnnu - World Music: That chill-ass homebo[d]y who do work on the outsider forums and blogs, but ain’t always around, so you know they live outside in the world, on occasion.
• Colin Stetson - New History Warfare Vol. 3: To See More Light: Those who secretly LOVE Justin Vernon, but don’t publicly download or share shit by him out of embarrassment.
• Wolf Eyes - No Answer: Lower Floors: Folks who remember the internet being a skeptical and muck-ridden playground of wormholes.
• Lee Noble - Ruiner: Faux-techies who get super bummed out about building a computer o listen to Lee as their victory music after putting it all together.
• Nmesh - Nu.Wav Hallucinations: Emulator players who listen to the lag between game OSTs and hours of recorded VHS to digital late-80s MTV programming.
• Matana Roberts - COIN COIN Chapter Two: Mississippi Moonchile: Writers who can convey their text as though they’re actually talking through the monitor.
• Bill Callahan - Dream River: Finger lickers who take a long time to type anything.
• Danny Brown - Old: Going from the club to the streets, “you know you ALWAYS on ya touch screen, yo!”
• Inga Copeland - Higher Powers: This is the person who aggregates a lot of presence and sensibilities in the digital world, but remains virtually nonexistent.
• James Blake - Overgrown: Keeping a presence through social networking is the only way people know this person emotionally feels empty.
• Dirty Beachs - Drifters/Love Is The Devil: Travelers who only hold friends online and contact them while flying overseas, jetlagged, and hallucinatingly shaving, maybe.
• DJ Rashad - Double Cup: Texters who wear soft socks and are obsessed with slick-cleaning their apartment floors.
• Dean Blunt - Stone Island: Perfectionists who can capitalize on word-limited text boxes by getting directly to the point. @400?
• The Knife - Shaking the Habitual: 18/ghost-maybe/middle stall
• James Ferraro - NYC, HELL 3:00 AM: Those so burnt out on bohem art-shows in Bed Stuy yogi centers they started literally LOLing in Auto-Tune IRL.
• The Body - Christs, Redeemers: Guntoting misanthropes pretending to be tough while hanging out in yuppiefried providence.
• Lucrecia Dalt - Syzygy: Transgressionally-driven, avatar-wielding pornographists interested in whatever, just let the sex-line drop and get on with the show.
• D/P/I - Fresh Roses: That gorilla-terrorist software hardwired beneath the Astoria high-line singling wi-fi hacks into minds across the five boroughs transmitting from Eagle Rock, Los Angeles.
• Laurel Halo - Chance Of Rain: People who only call Laurel by her first name, even if she doesn’t remember their first name.
• Sean McCann - Music for Private Ensemble: Sound-collage recorders who use their favorite freely downloaded production software to remember the last wedding they attended and captured via cellphone mic.
• Beyoncé - Beyoncé: You type sexy as hell. You wi-fi like ya own the net. You distract rumors about everything in your life by releasing an unannounced album.
• Forest Swords - Engravings: Forum assassins who slice into topics without remorse and continue to come out swinging.
• Arca - &&&&&: Listeners who denied having heard Yeezus or even FKA Twigs for pretentious particular reasons.
• 18+ - MIXTAP3: Literal junkies logging into chat rooms looking to get off while pretending to be the opposite sex, inevitably with someone doing the exact same thing.
• Graham Lambkin / Jason Lescalleet - Photographs: You will not find these people on the internet; these listeners are out in the real world doing things.
• Autre Ne Veut - Anxiety: Karafun.com goers who sing with their laptops in the closet to early Salt-N-Pepa tracks, but should really be hitting up the karaoke joint two blocks away with four new potential pals.
• Kanye West - Yeezus: You know who you are…
• Pharamkon - Abandon: Eh, no big deal, right? Just download some music, listen to it real loud, and then BOOM: therapy. Let’s get a bottle of water.
• Julia Holter - Loud City Song: The processor light flickering inside each one of our computers that holds the key to our every bit of digital life.
• Oneohtrix Point Never - R Plus Seven: See preset #4.