The Music Feeds team wrangle together the fresh new tunes that made an impact on them this week, for the ultimate new music playlist. It’s Music Feeds Faves!
London based newcomers Young Native continue to make their mark across the pond and are beginning to make themselves known down under as well, this week dropping latest single of their forthcoming Consciousness is King EP, titled Stripes.
Claiming the likes of Sticky Fingers and King Krule as inspiration, the band definitely wears its influencers on its sleeves, but there’s also something unavoidably raw and, well, very British about their sound, which at times more sonically reflects the unhinged mayhem that was Wu Lyf. Stripes lurches unrestrained through rising and falling guitar lines, some barely existing in the distance, some glistening momentarily in front of you, all before being whisked away by frontman Sean’s penetrating, Jamie-T-esque wail.
Expect big things from the lads. Methinks a certain triple-lettered youth radio station will be all over this very soon. / Mitch Feltscheer, Creative Director
Ball Park Music continue to explore new territories with their music. Following their third, and undoubtedly breakthrough 2014 album Puddinghead, the Brisbane five-piece began to border on the unstoppable. Whilst they’ve never been a band with a propensity to intentionally record songs of radio-friendly length – they’ve also never gone as far as to record a seven minute epic… until now.
Pariah is a truly ambitious project, but one that they pull off with ease. There are two short lyrical verses, but the majority of the track is taken up in the five-minute instrumental section through its middle. It may sound clichéd but it’s a certainty that Ball Park Music are continuing to improve – on a trajectory shared by frontman Sam Cromack as his mastery of powerful composition is furthered.
The interplay between Cromack’s recognisable, inimitable vocals and the piano in the introduction tugs at the heart-strings, before the entire band launches the track into motion. The instrumental section travels between straight rock, and intense psychedelia – before the song concludes as it starts. Pariah is an incredible achievement – and the first new track off Ball Park Music’s new album. / Zanda Wilson, Staff Writer
A few years ago the Australian music scene was awash with tropicana-licked, indie-rock outfits, who seemed to be falling onto our laps like coconuts in a Fijian storm. Whilst the likes of New Navy and Panama have either called it quits or quietened down in the past few years I’m happy AF to see Melbourne’s Buchanan continue forward with their delicately balanced, sun-drenched goodies.
Latest track Stop!, off their sophomore album Pressure In An Empty Space, sees the tempo knocked up a notch or two and is an undeniably danceable slice of fun. The track has also just been delivered an equally bright and cheerful video with some impressively skilled young’uns dancing up a storm. Try not to smile. / Mitch Feltscheer, Creative Director
Italian born Aussie EDM mad man Ribongia has dropped his new EP, ESCAPISMS.
It bounces along, dripping with jungle beats, tropical electro fun, and doesn’t feel dissimilar to waking up in the midst of a jungle safari, only to find you have a monkey on your back and a Pina Colada in your hand. It’s laden with synths, samples and marimbas, and intricate hip-hop-afro-beats, giving us a huge dose of sunshine just in time for the impending winter.
With the likes of Skrillex and Nina Las Vegas backing his first release back in 2014, and just finishing up an international tour with Hermitude, it’s of no surprise that his latest work induces some pretty fancy footwork on the dance floor. It’s as wonderfully chaotic yet oh-so-soothing as ever. / Zana Rose, Staff Writer
As made abundantly clear with the surprise release of her 2013 visual album – and reaffirmed earlier this year with Formation – the release of any new music from Beyoncé was always going to be a special event. A mixture of surprise, spectacle, cinematic visuals and genre-traversing musicality.
Lemonade is all that, and more. Weaving themes of oppression, empowerment and womanhood through a narrative of infidelity, Beyoncé turning the tables on the tabloids to create art from gossip. With the help of Somali-British poet Warsan Shire, Beyoncé claims her own narrative, blurring the lines between reality and fictionalised drama to the frustration of the gossiping world.
To me, the embodiment of this shift in Beyoncé’s public image from conciliatory pop starlet to a clap-backing force to be reckoned with, comes to the fore in Don’t Hurt Yourself. The Led Zeppelin sampling Jack White collab is a stomping, aggressive, ferocious moment in Lemonade, recalling the frenzy of ‘60s and ‘70s psych rock and introducing us to angry, pissed off, DNGAF Beyoncé.
Discussions about the many layers of Lemonade will continue for some time from now. Whether it’s about the album’s genre hopping, its powerful visuals, its conceptual arc, its musicality, feeble discussions about the identity of Becky, or, on our side of the world, its place on the triple j rotation. I’ll partake in some of those sure, but mostly I’ll be here, air drumming on my steering wheel to Don’t Hurt Yourself in a way angry Beyoncé intended. / Nastassia Baroni, News Editor
Listen to Lemonade here. What you expected a SoundCloud? It’s Beyonce, you jerks.
With all the unrestrained hysterics surrounding Beyonce at the moment, inevitable for at least a month following anything louder then a sneeze emanating from Hey Royal Beyness’ direction, it’s sometimes refreshing to balance out the constant dosing of one million ccs of Bey directly into our veins (and don’t think I’m not Nastassia, you saw my attempt at imitating the Formation dance in the office the other day) with something in the same realm, yet much, much more low-key.
Introducing Ambition, the latest soothing balm of gentle RnB serenity from up and coming UK singer RAYE. Taken from her forthcoming Back 2 The Winter EP, the tune, which features an equally restrained rap verse from Stormzy, is akin to sinking slowly into the ocean on a 40 degree, heatwave day. MMMmmm that’s the shit. / Mitch Feltscheer, Creative Director