So,
after all these years, what I’d once suspected might be some serial killer/sodomy
cult movement turns out to actually be a hip, new-fangled electronic
music/hip-hop sub-genre: “Chopped & Screwed”
Well,
Rorqual sure as shit doesn’t sound like hip-hop, but more like what an
over-dosed loved one’s inner organs might sound like when shutting down due to the
insufficiently oxygenated blood flow. And, like, cyborgs’ innards, too, or
something.
From
what I can see, this non-fetish/sub-genre allows for some really weird/gross
bassy textures that are only conjured by the electronic slowing down of
samples…and these loops created afterwards keep bringing my mind back to the
ugly organic rhythms of decay/mortality. Maybe it’s all Hallow’s Eve talking,
tonight, but this collection of “beats” feels much more like an arrangement of
repeated death throes, recorded from inside the old breadbox. I both like and
am kinda scared of it.
Do
yourself a favor/curse and listen with headphones all the way through,
otherwise you’re just wasting your time. This is serious meditation/life-assessment
shit here, and well worth repeated listening. Thank you Wood Between Worlds!
and/or
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- Jacob An Kittenplan