The Indelicates’ debut album, “American Demo”, is one of ILB’s top 20 LPs of the decade. We get the feeling nobody else likes them, being as they are basically two trolls, one of whom wants to be Luke Haines and the other one who looks like the chick who does the “Real Life Photo Drama” spoofs in Viz. But we hold them very close to our hearts here at ILB. Read more…
More to the point, judging by its output in recent years, it’s become a deadening force: as a listening experience, but also as something that maintains a deadlock on the musical imagination (and personal ambitions) of Black American youth. I doubt very much that this demographic has no more surprises up its sleeves in terms of sound and style, judging by past form(s) (jazz, rhythm and blues, funk, house, et al ). But that New Thing won’t come until they tire of hip-hop themselves and turn against it.
Dear Dom Passantino,
I found you on the web, you seem to be a blogger and music writer.
Maybe we are distant cousins?
Anyway, I thought I would humbly ask you to check out the music of
me and my brother.
My trippy music is at http://www.sprucesap.com
and we make Passantino-style hiphop at:
Please let me know what you think!
Thanks for your time.
We were sent this email 18 months ago, but could never be bothered to do anything with it. However, nothing says “building a brand” more than repeatedly mentioning your surname over the course of a filler-filled blogpost. So while Big City Philpassantino doesn’t get owt from us, here are some other classic Passantino moments on Youtube, thankfully not include that one time I did “On A Ragga Tip” at karaoke. Read more…
As said before, we’re working on something else at the moment, so we weren’t going to post today, but… what the fuck is this? I know it’s Movember, but personally I’d be happy to die of testicular cancer if it meant never having to look at this monstrosity again. It’s like a cross between a Wrestlemani XIX era Triple H and the dead one from the Village People. Fuck me.
We’re working on another one of our award-winning articles about, idk, the state of the British music journalism industry or some Mid-West lyrical cat rapper that only six people actually care about at the moment, but we thought we’d just interrupt your Google Reader profile to let you know that over the past two hours we’ve seen at least 30 hits for this site for people searching for “Sarah Boden”, “Sarah Boden Observer Music Monthly” and, my personal favourite, “Sarah Boden Cunt”. Could someone be self-googling? Or does she just have a particularly ill-skilled stalker? We’ll keep you informed here at ILB.
Always wondered how that little lad’s career was going to cope after Mike Jack rolled a seven. Sarah, can you phone up some of the peeps in your contact book and let us know? It’s not as if you have an actual job to occupy your time any more, huh?