Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Friends - I'm His Girl

Hells yeah you are. You're his girl. This ultra hip joint from Brooklyn band Friends is super sexy and cooler than the other side of your pillow. 'I'm His Girl' follows up from their double A side 'Friend Crush'/Feelin Dank' which was released way back when, in March 2011. It continues their bubblegum funk sound, a brand of NY pop that's sweet and sickly, not dissimilar to Sleigh Bells, just sans the grungey guitar riffs.   


Samantha Ubani's vocals are like candy floss with a hint of venom. She's confident delivering the sultry lines, "When you see me walking around with him/ I'm not just another chick/ I'm. His. Girl." The video's made even smoother with it's retro flavour, from the gold bling and 80s tube top, to the boombox and lackadaisical Super 8 camera.

'I'm His Girl' is out on 7" and digital download on Lucky Numbers.

Monday, 21 November 2011

Jack Beats - End of Love

They've been making bombastic bass driven fidget house for a while now and this tune is the epitome of everything they stand for. It's got a preposterously funky bassline following a beat that keeps you guessing, switching from dubstep to house and back again, while a Leonard Cohen sample toasts "to the end of love".

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

In the Face @ The Volks

It's been a while since I've been brave enough to venture to The Volks and they've had a touch up renovation since my last visit so what better way to welcome me back than some blitzkrieg bassline.

Photo by Zac Colbert

In the Face has been representing Brighton's bassline scene for a while now, catching my attention when they tore up the Concorde's bar during Dave Clarke's gig last year. Tonight Kanji Kinetic and Submerse top the bill, packing their new collaborative EP - Gyaku Gire. Their future bass sounds have the crusty crowd thrashing on the floor from the get-go, the razor blade reverb of 'Nerv' stomps on a demanding 4x4 beat before Submerse's 'Oppai Misairu' become's an instant favourite. The 90's piano chords ring out playfully until a squelching breakdown drops down into a singing niche bassline that wubs away at the dancefloor.

Photo by Zac Colbert
Photo by Zac Colbert

As with most club nights these days, the smoking area is as popular as the dancefloor, which is by no means empty, in fact there's just enough room for a dedicated ravers to get their full skank on. The acid rave vibes of Kanji's 'Southern Cross' stab through the air while a confident techno beat marches underneath and some harmonious female vocals coo over both. The wonky ket-step sonics don't let up till 6 in the morning as the In the Face crew takeover the decks and ram the rest of the night home with nauseous wobbles and jagged drum beats.


Photo by Zac Colbert
Photo by Zac Colbert
Photo by Zac Colbert