This Oakland jazz trumpeter has outdone himself this year. A quietly refined and confident album resonating with a kind of moral obligation to the craft, thoughtful and engaging through every moment of its hour-plus playtime. Interspersed with masterful guest instrumentalists and sparingly-used vocal tracks, this is an understated but soaring triumph that I can’t recommend highly enough.
And the kids said jazz was dead. One of the best releases of the year so far and it’s been in constant rotation.
One of the best albums of the year. Sorely lacking representation on Youtube with full-length tracks but you’ll get the gist. Some instrumental, some vocal tracks, some raps, all fresh beats and nujazz tones. Don’t sleep.
Funky and freaky, a dub reworking of a hip-hop album by the artist himself. Deep grooves and revolution, my friends.
The blog is back in business, just like old times.
Does anyone still come to this blog? If anyone would like this to all begin again, let me know.
“The four tracks follow the thoughts and trials of a man finding himself trapped and alone in a mysterious room laden with symbols of his own making. Exploring themes of solipsism, quantum physicality and metafictional post-modernist philosophy, the E.P. sees the warped thoughts of a man alone manifest. Whether there is anything within remains in the hands of the listener and their depth of thought.”
This is how the artists describe this work in progress…these four tracks are the first part of a larger concept album to be released later this year. Dark trip-hop beats which evoke (to me) an expansive urban landscape occupied by none else but yourself and the haunting voices riding these beats…I’m a sucker for this shit. Check it out, free streaming and download available.
http://soundcloud.com/rough-drafts/sets/sonnets-of-solipsism-brandall/
“It hurts for me to have to tell you the truth / it’s really not about who’s better than who / it’s really all about the truth, bein’ better than you“
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