This week WIDE Recommends takes you on a tour among the most sophisticated and raggedy-ass places of independent music around the globe, bringing together deep and melancholic artists from London, sleazy perreo revisionists and electronica projects both stuck on the classics and what we may only difficultly call «contemporary»: a selection from which itâs hard to go through without hating quite a bit of things and fall in love with a couple, at least.
1. Miink – Scorched Moth
London producer Miink regales us a piece much like Clint Eastwoodâs, with the difference that the «hero» trades his six-shooter for a falsetto voice. It looks like someone dropped a jar of maple syrup in the desert. This track asks for the «minimalist» label, its skeleton a beat in the midst of hip-hop and jazz dressed up with two basslines (one acoustic, one come out from the guts of a ghetto blaster) and hyper-dramatic piano chords. The bodyâs flesh is made of Miinkâs voice, which can shrink like lights sliding from under doors or grow into the dimensions of a concert hall by means of multitracking and reverb, with a cryptic message about «turning back to the known for fear of the unknown».
2. MPEACH – TBT
Venezuelan-singer-based-in-New-York MPEACH has been frolicking about those genres which, before the trap epidemic, were the go-to reference in terms of latin rhythms: changa tukki, dancehall, caribbean bass, etc. On her last released track, which bears the very fitting name of TBT, itâs the reggaetĂłnâs turn in the line: remembering those 7 measures of cowbell amidst the âtĂș pa-tĂș-pĂĄâ with straightforwardly flirtatious lyrics to shake yr booty: a buen entendedor, pocas palabras (ven: to he/she who is quick to understand, few words). A homage to the music genre for sexually frustrated (latino) teenagers, that ruined your (latino) highschool years and youâll probably dance on the day of your weddingâs day, until death do you part.
3. R1ZOM4 â Afrodititita
As a second course of futuristic reggaeton, we bring you mexican producerR1Z0MAâs work, on a track that might as well bring Deleuze & Guattari out of the grave. Tolucaâs mixomaniac revisits the genre with an aesthetic far off its beverage and homegrown hallucinogens tab at 4 in the morning, when the rush is starting to fade and death catches us on sofas, hugging the commode or our friendâs boy/girlfriend. A sample collage which stutter until it sounds like motorcycle engines on naphtalene and eerie synthesizer marimbas out of an alien flick accompanied by a satanic voice from the underworld.
4. Ama Lou â DDD
Switching to a terribly smooth tone, a couple of weeks from now, London singer Ama Lou released an audiovisual tryptic to accompany her most recent EP DDD. A discreet tragicomedy in three acts, written and directed by her and with her sister Mahalia John on film direction, hinting to classic Tarantino mob flicks that ends with the singer vanishing in the horizon, like a luckier Frank Semyon.
Channel Tres returns surfing the wave that weâve come to know and love them for, with a track that struts along gracefully on a thick bassline, in theliving image of a TR-303, Â and an uncomplicated beat that makes heads nod: with a charm so palpable and dismissive of every unnecessary complexity which perfectly fits their visuals, in which everyday life is portrayed as somewhere almost as elegant and refined as the disco, bubbling with rhythm and cool.
7. Brisa Fenoy â Free
Since weâve had any recollection ofBrisa Fenoy, the singer from Algeciras has always leaned towards political correctness and feminist critique. Today, she jumps on the bandwagon again for her latest video, parading with a small crowd of gender-diverse bodies and surrounded by ideological sloganeering: a very developed visual aesthetic with pro-equality lyrics. Is this her way to endear herself with the crowds after her past tweeter disaster? ;3
8. Bad Gyal â Internationally
On the same note of female empowerment and Spainâs emerging independent pop music scene, renown catalonian singer Bad Gyal has just unveiled her latest music video: a celebration of her new superstar status in which she pokes fun, with a measure of both sarcasm and joy, at having become a musical phenomenon Internationally. A very EDM-y track, with a sugary staccato synth, where she rejoices on being able to come and go airport to airport at her leisure and party forever and ever: a self-made lady who neednât answer to anyone: ÂĄEnhorabuena a esta chavala!*