TranscendNoise

Mono - The Last Dawn / Rays Of Darkness I admire Mono. They´ve been around for fifteen years now and have continued to convey their idea of crushing beauty in the form of noise, melancholic melody and wordless narrative. After For My Parents in 2011, my favorite album of that year, the question of “what´s next?” began to creep up in my mind. Even though Mono have their own musical idea and have been following it throughout their career, the criticism of repetition does hold trues as for many other instrumental band. I guess not a single fan would contest on the idea of another Mono record centered on the band playing with an orchestra, but as some, the band itself might have felt that they were constraining their energy too much. Thus came the idea for a double album and an approach akin to “back to the roots”. Funny fact and unpopular opinion: My favorite album by Mono, to this day, remains their first effort Under The Pipal Tree . Better known as the Mono album the band t...

This mixtape is worth your time! Up until now I was pretty oblivious to the fact that Saba was featured on Acid Rap´s “Everybody´s Something” but immediately felt familiar with this voice. This mixtape boast some of the best beats of this year. Lucid, others soulful and still as experimental as pure banging. You can feel some familiarity with Chance´s positive sounding work but there isn´t anything “strange” to Saba´s voice or style or rapping. He just goes off and does this with technique and vigor. It´s a perfect mixture of darker and introspective songs and those that deliver a feel good idea. But still, this young rapper comes through with good content and something to say on his work: “Scum” is a great commentary on being categorized and pushed into a corner on accounts of race. A clear standout and if one thing, this comes close to something Kendrick would do. Expanding on this note, Saba doesn´t have any particular sound and executes every familiarity with othe...

Admittedly, I had to listen to this maybe 15 times until enjoyment was the outcome. But thank god I did. For someone never having heard of Cloud Nothings, their sounds is a mixture of singing one might classify between emo and Hardcore and the dirtiest rock instrumentation a indie band could deliver. The voice was my gripe in the beginning, but after some getting used to, it just fits perfectly. With it, and their gear and in just a little over 31 minutes Cloud Nothings burn a hole in your heart. Pressing play will be the only cure.  In one word: Raw. The raspy voice of the singer going between actually trying to hit notes and just howling his words of despair, heartbreak and nihilism. The guitars and drums are the steam roller sucking you in for the words to do their damage. “Psychic Trauma” feels like a surf rock anthems worst nightmare and the pick up one minute in has you thinking of smashing everything around you. “Pattern Walks” shows just how easy the band can exp...