The Club investigates the emotional and personal ramifications of idolizing our favorite rap stars in this weekly post series with cross Atlantic contributor, Harry Monaghan. “Don’t like my women single, I like my chicks in two’s.” – Drake I love it when rap lyrics promote women’s safety, this does just that. The buddy system is… Continue reading
The Club investigates the emotional and personal ramifications of idolizing our favorite rap stars in this weekly post series. “Never trust a hoe with your child.” – Pusha T While I don’t want to pre-judge the character of every prostitute there is, I think it is fair to make some generalizations when trusting someone… Continue reading
Compressed bounce and West Coast keys meet the disaffected cool kid in the back of class raps of Vince Staples on “Trigga Witta Heart.” He’s here to bring you knowledge they left out at your college, and that’s exactly the sort of education we support around these parts. Good raps, good production, and good subject… Continue reading
Go ahead and press play on that track right above there. The production is massive, the sort of astral plane, atmospheric stuff that’s made those kids from the Bay so popular in 2011 and Fader writers do backflips, except it was recorded in 2009 and couldn’t be further removed from anything taking place in Oakland.… Continue reading
While the whole world, including myself, has caught Adele fever after her colossal year, we’ve forgotten about Florence Welch and her equally as powerful voice. And though Florence’s album came out over six months after Adele’s, Florence still seemed to be overshadowed by her robust British counterpart. I wouldn’t necessarily say Florence is better, but… Continue reading
Tenderly (forthcoming Make Mine) by Disclosure. In preparation for the New Year’s debauchery you’re set to engage in in just under twenty four hours, here is quite a hefty tune from two British bastards by the name of Disclosure. If you’re not two step shimmying, turning on a robot, or shucking and jiving by 30… Continue reading
Classic perfection does not require additives, endorsements, or edits of any kind. Things that land on this list: The Sistine Chapel, Hawaiian Beaches, Redwood Forests, the game of soccer, Illmatic, The Nike Air Max 1, Beyonce’s existence, Reese’s, Luther Vandross’s Never Enough, Korean BBQ, Jay-Z’s Dead Presidents, Just Blaze’s production on Dear Summer, Rashida Jones,… Continue reading
I don’t want to make fun of Tyga. Not only is it far too easy, but it’s abundantly clear that he has issues of his own he struggles with on a daily basis. Like whether or not to wear a gold choker when he’s picking up organic lettuce from Shop Rite or to opt out… Continue reading
Much has been said about synthpop’s obsession with the 80s funk and ambience, but few acknowledge that the chillwave microgenre not only borrows from the weird, experimental decade, but engages with it. Toro y Moi’s heavy reverbs, distorted vocals and melancholy chords all create a soundscape of sad beauty—music to party to after a break-up,… Continue reading
Rarely are there ever songs great enough to capture the essence of that one particular mood. And with R&B in the crisis that it’s in now, it’s just damn near impossible. Don’t even get me started on the techno influence. Now that all the love’s being made in the club (thanks Usher), most people don’t… Continue reading