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Seeing things: art, puppets behaving badly, Kanye loves Kanye, explosions, more art, skateboarding, hardcore, hooters and a buddha parable to boot.
How did you spend your year since the first Drankenstein mix gave some of the dirtiest, southest rappers of all time a purple nurple they would never forget? I spent it mostly guzzling up new skills, greedier than Lil' Tunechi on a relapse sizzurp bender, and collecting gems from the brain of the dragon. Who ready? Who runnin'? First hater that steps up, is the first one that gets tossed out.
Warning: the following video by Kyary Pamyu Pamyu includes laser skulls, puking eyeballs, morphed blobby heads, a faceless chubby stranger dancing in a dress, a royal duck, toys, lots of fonts and a chorus that goes something like: 'pon pon ponponpon way way waywayway ponponpon waywayway ponponpon waywayway".
It's the second official The Weeknd mixtape called 'Thursday', you guys. So now Thursday isn't just the new Saturday anymore. It's also the new edge of 21st century music. Drake makes a welcome appearance, bleeps, grinds and general depressive degeneracy abounds. You know what to do.
Just when you thought official Lil' Tunafish mixtapes were about to be extinct: here's the bait for Tha Carter iv. Say what you will, when Wayne gets to cruise missile speed, he still goes hard (for your face, like Oil of Olay) while the rest go figure. OK, enough with the half-assed quotes. Download the thing already.
The 'the sound of Johannesburg' mixtape, a BLKJKSSNDSYSTM collaboration with Domus Magazine and Athi-Patra Ruga, is a real treat for anyone who likes to step off the beaten hype machine track.
Finally! Radio Soulwax is kicking off. 24 hours of themed mixtapes, with every second of it accompanied by visuals based on the cover art of the records being played. The first mix is 'Introversy': all intros, all the time.
There are certain things my family has to live with. One of those things that I imagine are included in the 'or for worse' clause of our (as yet unspoken) vows is my fascination for Claudine Longet.
A no-nonsense full-on party mix for sweat-soaked summer nights. You barely need to move your finger to download, so I suggest you do just that.