Settle in with a hot cup of this week's best songs. Fresh roasted alt hip-hop, hand-picked indie rock beans, and some pulsating electro, which is the biscuit.
"Palaceer Lazaro floats at the foot of your bed, delivering a bullet-pointed sermon for all your spiritual sins surrounded by yelping goblins on the beat. Then, absolution! With loops of plush chord clusters and zapping licks, the pleasant chat and coffee with the congregation after being convinced you're headed to hell."
"The pace is fairly sedentary, with G's gossamer vocals pulling against a mud of grubbiness impeding every widely-spaced acoustic strum and false-starting solo. Crucially, neither wins out, and the dreamily articulated tension carries the song."
"...a windowless van with an elaborate fantasy mural pulling up on the grimy garage of their last record Death Dreams."
"Entering on the field recording of some damp and lonely rustbucket, we fade into quadruple-time kicks pushing out junky riddims and synths stained with breakup tears. But it's nowhere near neutered, not even in the middle's ambient Aphex Twin plateau."
"From sustained organ and piano chords grow an unlikely orchestra of horns, underwater guitars and twinkling synths, building up like stories without a book to contain them."