Category Archives: Best New Music

Best New Music: GOODHEARTS EP [Tim Fitz]

a1380931105_10GOODHEARTS EP by Tim Fitz   (Sydney, Australia)

“Gimme some love, gimme some love, gimme some love, gimme some love” Tim Fitz has a long history here on Dingus of being prolific, profound, and popped. The producer/musician/all around solid bro has put out four EPs in his history adorning the pages of this little blog, and now the GOODHEARTS EP is his fifth.

The cosmos that is GOODHEARTS is the same cosmos that every Fitz release floats through. It’s the absolutes in the wavering complexity that is the clash of experiment vs. pop. While each track contains its hook, contains its infectious melody, it also contains is sonics challenge.

Tracks like “Sour”, “Gimme Some Love”, “Goodhearts”, “No Rooms Tonight”, and “Just Pleased to be There” (yes that’s the whole thing) consistently deliver on an unspoken promise to be different while remaining just same enough to worm their way into my dumbed down media corrugated mind.”Gimme some love, gimme some love, gimme some love, gimme some love” @Dingusonmusic

THE DILDO INDIGO YOUTH COMPILATION VOL. 3

vol3The Dildo Indigo Youth Compilation Vol. 3 by Various Artists   (New York City)

I work hard. We work hard.

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“Every single day, I get up at 5:30am, go a regular job, make money and pay bills. Then I come home and work some more- here, on Dingus. And although this is the work that I love, this is the work that’s hardest. None of the writers on this blog make any money off their words. None of the bands are selling records to pay their bills. Often, I’m asked why I hold myself to such a structured scheduled for something that I call a “passion project”. Surely it can be done on my own time. The answer is because I truly believe, that what we do here, on this little wordpress site, is playing its part to define a movement within the audio society of today.”

That’s why day in and day out, we write, we edit (poorly), and we compile, for the few who tune in and catch on while an artist is still embryonic and alive. Before fame (and sometimes money) becomes a pollutant. 

  

Now, it is with great privilege that I present to you, The Dildo Indigo Youth Compilation Vol. 3; a crude title for an irreplaceable piece of our music history. Join Treehaus, Ben Wash, Mumblr, Memoryy, (exitpost), and Andrew Henry as they illustrate a small slice of self produced, heartfelt music:

  

If you can hear the quiver in my voice, than you can understand how deeply moved I am by a community of artists driven, not by profit, but by passion, to create, release, promote and perform the arts as they see fit.

  

Subsequently, the DIY musician has given rise to the DIY label. With this budding community (it’s been budding now for years) we see (growing) organization.

We see the demonstration move from the bedroom to the DIY office, to the DIY venue, to the DIY street and we are enamored by the lustful ambition to fuck the whole world that emanates from each individual as they fight, fail and succeed in being heard. With that we shout out King’s Head Records and Fleeting Youth Records, organizations like our own, putting in the hard work required to push the movement further. Bravo. Horrah. Mavel tov.

I’d like to sit here and tell you about each track, tell you how carefully I picked and placed them together for you, why I broke them the way I did, how I started, How I ended; but I think we’re past that. Have a little faith bb. Have a little love. And give me 5 tracks to change your mind and ways.

“I’m seventeen, I’m seventeen, I’m seventeen, and I like you, but your parents are racist.” – Mumblr

  

This compilation is dedicated to the only other free thinking, liberal in my family, someone who touched my life and gave me the courage to follow my dreams, no matter how absurd or unrealistic they might be- my great aunt Olga. She would have dug that Ben Wash track, I know it.

Album artwork, as always, by the fantastic dream bae, Nika De Carlo.

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Snob Rock [Ben Wash] (Best New Music)

Ben-Wash_Interview_Snob-Rock_Debut_Album_2014Snob Rock by Ben Wash   (Miami Beach, Florida)

  

Are you looking for an album to make terrible decisions to? Something to play while you fuck that thot that you know is about to unload whole new set of VD on your ass? Are you trying to get arrested tonight? Are you trying to get arrested tonight? 

For every thousand slap happy Tiesto fans in the world, there might be one Ben Wash fan. That’s how I know we’re living in dystopia. I don’t need The Wall to remind me how oppressed I am, I only need to look at the current state of our electronic scene. To combat that, Ben Wash might as well be fucking Superman.

‘Emma Watson Walks In’ might as well be finished by ‘to your limp body, dead from asphyxiation, dick in hand.’

  

  

Punk electronica, re-used condom music. I’ll call it what I want. From ‘Greaser’ through ‘Greaser pt. 2′, Snob Rock is here to tell you that this is not about you. It’s not about the “single culture” and it’s not about how good you look at the club. It’s about the melodies, obstructed by gravity, that fail to escape the inner language of this unflinchingly violent music. Where you might here 2/4, I hear a revolving pattern of interlaced loops that reassimilate with themselves to form new boundaries; creating “club” music that remains fresh even on the 10th listen (trust me, I’ve been listening all goddamn day). And where you hear the droning amphetamine rush of movement, I hear the gentle dance between the subtle dynamics. I know, this is not gentle. Maybe not to you. To me it’s fucking ballet.

If you get high, get high to this. If you don’t, get high to this.

  

‘Give Me’ was the come up. I’m almost sure it’s the reason my headphones are broken. Thank God I have a few pairs of Grados because listening to this on anything but, would be an injustice that Wash would have every right to hate you for. This is music to hate fuck to. This is music Trent Reznor would be proud of. Yeah I’ll speak for Trent, no problem.

Thank you King’s Head Records. @Dingusonmusic

Let’s Get Physical: Ben Seretan (Best New Music)

a0596441497_10Ben Seretan by Ben Seretan   (New York, New York)

Rock is not dead. About two weeks ago I received, in the good old fashion physical mail, a beautiful copy of a beautiful record by a beautiful man. If you’ve lost all appreciation for the craft of song-writing, then you can stop reading right here. If you’ve lost all patience for anything that doesn’t “drop”, you can stop reading right here. If you’ve come to expect your favorite tracks to be 3 minutes and thirty seconds flat, you can stop right here. Here we unpack the self-titled debut from Ben Seretan:

The record is 54 minutes long. It’s 8 tracks long. If you can’t quickly grasp why that’s significant, then explaining why it is wont be worth the effort anyway.

  

Before I talk about the music itself, let me make mention of the records packaging. Delivering a physical product is something widely overlooked in the age of Soundcloud and Bandcamp. I’m not knocking the digital release, that’s what we specialize in here at Dingus, but when something comes along so beautifully tied together as Ben Seretan’s debut, it makes the eyes perk up as much as it does the ears. It makes you want to give it a chance because right off the cuff, the album has made a serious impression that lasts longer than the click of a mouse.

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There’s a reason why ‘Light Leaks’ is the only track that you can stream for free. It’s not because Seretan knows that his music is worth your money (it is). It’s not a pr stunt. It’s because if you’ve heard nothing else off this record, this singular track is enough to drum up tears and demonstrate the type of rollercoaster ride you’re in for. That is, if you have the patience to wait out the payoff.

Personally, I live in a word of death. As a recovering heroin addict, many of my friends are recovering heroin addicts. And as someone plugged into social media, it’s hard to avoid the pictures of them overdosing and (if they’re lucky) ending up back in the hospital. Worse yet, is when they die. Right now I have a great aunt who’s dying at the age of 80. I’m often asked if this makes me sad and the answer is no. She’s lived an amazing life and she’s ready to go. What makes me sad is when 20 year olds get high for their last time and wind up in the ground leaving their parents wondering why.

“You will be stronger tomorrow / You will be wiser tonight / You will find new love without warning / You will find new joy with every breath”

  

But this is all for nothing if you can’t get back up and dust yourself off. And that’s the truly amazing thing about Seretan’s debut. Just as you’ve been brought down to re-live your lows, you’re picked right back up through ‘Medowlark’. And this is the constant back and forth throughout the album. Like life, it’s up, it’s down, it’s lost and it’s found. At times, it feels like it doesn’t know itself and at other times it feels so confident in it’s own existence that you’d almost call it arrogant. Without it’s own insecurities to balance out the bravado, Ben Seretan is just another rocker. Through humanity, he might just be the rocker we’ve been waiting for.

‘Medowlark’ by Ben Seretan

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This is the story of music. Or the story of music as it was and should have stayed. Because three minutes and thirty seconds of visceral fist pumping is great when you need to get up for work at 5:30am but music should have a place in our lives that rarely inhabits today. That in which a record can consume you fully, leaving room for no other activity. A proper record is like reading a book. So go read Ben Seretan. @Dingusonmusic

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THE DILDO INDIGO YOUTH COMPILATION VOL. 2

vol1The Dildo Indigo Youth Compilation Vol. 2 by Various Artists   (New York City)   [album art by Nika De Carlo]

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I CAN ONLY SAY BUT ONE THING, FOLLOWED BY MANY OTHER THINGS, SURMISED BY THE INADMISSIBLE, UNQUANTIFIABLE QUALITY OF THIS BLOG: DILDO INDIGO YOUTH. THAT’S DIY.

I’D LIKE TO TAKE THE TIME TO THANK THOSE WHO MADE THIS POSSIBLE. BONO (AND THE REST OF U2), AI WEIWEI, MY LITTLE BROTHER WHO BARELY TALKS TO ME ANYMORE, ANYONE WHO’S MAKING AND UPLOADING AMATEUR PORN (YOU’RE THE REAL HEROS) AND THE CREATOR OF LOST THE TV SHOW (WHAT A GREAT ENDING).

“Dingus is perhaps the most indecisive voice we have, they are literally the worst” – Macho Man Randy Savage

  

I know there are a lot of you out there who are like “I fucking like my Lady Gagas and my Aerosmiths, fuck you Andrew”. No, fuck you. You’re just a part of the musical human centipede. And this centipede is a full loop because there is literally nothing original being fed into the top. Your Che tshirt is unimpressive.

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Here it is. the Dank Isotope YingYang Compilation, the Diddling Incest Yuppie Compilation, the Dildo Indigo Youth Compilation and, it’s Volume 2. This time, we feature such greats as: ONWE, Cepasa, Woodz, Kid Thomas, Salt Cathedral, and Evitceles. It’s a lot of electronic music, you know the beeps and the boops and the whirls of machinery. All these gadgets are broken up by ‘jk bb’, and for good reason.

“NOTHING CAN CHANGE, LET’S JUST SIT ON THE COUCH, SMOKE WEED, AND DIE” – ONWE

  

Okokok, we all love music let’s just try and get along. Now shut the fuck up and listen, it’s five tracks of solid crack. #Slutlyfe @Dingusonmusic

‘Marry Me’ by Happy Lives (That’s Deep with Andrew Alexander) (Best New Music)

10440998_10152833111054668_3451635242492293895_n‘Marry Me’ by Happy Lives   (Brooklyn, New York)

I’ve been around Happy Lives for years. I knew them before you knew them. I booked them before you booked them. So pardon me if I drop some of my mild expertise on the subject here for one fucking second. Shut the hell up and listen:

Happy Lives was Mike Lande and Julian Beel and Jake Holbrook. To my knowledge, Mike was the cute face and Beel was the big dick and Holbrook was the composed psyche. Together, they were the perfect band. Now, according to an anonymous source, Happy Lives is Mike Lande. Julian Beel just gives him blowjobs while he writes and Holbrook (I guess) stands around masturbating as well. This, I’m sure, is misinformation- but it’s misinformation that the band wants you to hear.

Even at their origins, a self titled industrial rock album, they were pushing boundaries that would have made Trent Reznor proud. Now, that first album is unavailable. Like many DIY bands, they have erased their early work from the internet, left to exist solely on their laptops and the laptops of those fortunate enough to know them in those embryonic days. Whether this is done for a purpose of “rebranding” or simply as a bow to those who have been with them from the start is inconsequential because with ‘Feeling Good’ Happy Lives anamorphed.

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And don’t you dare fucking say I didn’t call it. Because I called it. Triple H, suck it. ‘Feeling Right’ was a defining moment. They could have flopped. But Happy Lives came through big time with ‘Marry Me’, and now we here at Dingus can say with some certainty that this is one of the most important bands of our generation.

 

Whether they garner mass media attention or hold onto 50 dedicated fans matters not. Because if the aliens find this 5000 years from now, we will look way cooler than we ever really were.

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But really, let’s talk about ‘Marry Me’. It’s a track that finds Lande getting visibly sicker in the head. And it’s only for our own benefit; our own entertainment. Get sicker, Mike. Get so sick that you jump off the Manhattan Bridge. Get so sick that you get arrested pleasuring yourself in Central Park. Murder someone already. We all see it coming. You can’t fool me with your linear modulation. You’re unstable as fuck dude. And no amount of venting is going to change that.

Don’t you dare make me wait another year for a new track.

 

‘Marry Me’ is a track that will make you never want to marry anyone in this band as they offer to “slobber your knob”. Though it oozes personality in a way that can only be compared to fake cumshots, everything within these two minutes and forty eight seconds is limited to perfection. Those are fake right? If not, I’m doing something wrong. @Dingusonmusic

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友人と [ Y E Λ R S ・・・] (Best New Music)

a0376970324_10友人と by Y E Λ R S ・・・   (Japan)

I’m running in to a lot of trouble with this dreampop mixtape 友人と (translation With Friends) by Yevrs. Despite there being dozens of fair to good mixtapes on Bandcamp, I’ve been wanting to write this up for a while. It’s the sort of mix that sounds like it could be played in either a 13 year old girl’s sleepover bedroom or the living room of a 20 something hipster. The first track sounds like it might be about ice cream. On the cover is a girl who looks like she’s totally over everything, surrounded by Pikachus, holding a super pissed off kitten. It’s adorable. But with journalistic integrity at stake, I felt in order to write about this, I needed to get to the bottom of their process.

Investigating, I got very little info from their Hentai filled Twitter page and even less from their Facebook page. In fact, I think they blocked me when I asked about the mixtape.

“What’s the process,” I wrote to them. “Uh, why don’t you go fuck off,” seems to be their response. Anyway, with little more than the tracks (and the Twitter page Hentai, don’t forget about the Twitter page Hentai), I give you Yevrs With Friends, a great if not groundbreaking mixtape, packed with fragile glass melodies, bleating anime samples, splice and drag vocals, twitch drum ticks, and clips of chattering Japanese school girls. Grade A internet gold. @hiv_aidz

You Wouldn’t Know EP [Aaron Cohen] (Best New Music)

10424346_742065385841345_8510771678801235784_nYou Wouldn’t Know EP by Aaron Cohen   (Seattle, Washington)

Aaron Cohen is above the cut. He’s flow is clean, crisp, crispy cream clean like a dream. He’s got the All Madden team and now he’s finally, and I fuckin mean finally dropped the You Wouldn’t Know EP. For everyones purpose, this can be the introduction to the Seattle raised, Queens perfected rapper. The call him the skinny Bronson because he matches brains with half the popular demand to do so. Cohen isn’t here on the scene for you, or for me. He’s here for himself and the long list of positive adjectives that could roll of the tongue are exhaustive. While each track is something that you could bump loud in your car, completely ignoring the message, it’s the presence of this message that ultimately helps each of the seven tracks work on a profound level. Stanley Kubrick? I think so. I know so. This is Dingus. Back from the dead.

Let’s talk music videos. Music videos are something musicians do 90% of the time because they feel a demand. They feel that in todays Youtube culture, they need more than audio to capture the youth. Aaron Cohen probably realized this at some point, but with the video for ‘Ain’t Shit’ he took it to a professional level that takes a singular shot and brings it into his own dirty brand of hip hop, not the other way around. So, you know, if you’re like 15 and trying to be cool, this is what’s cool. @Dingusonmusic

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OOM VELT [Salt Cathedral] (Best New Music)

a2627489750_10OOM VELT by Salt Cathedral   (Brooklyn, New York)

OOM VELT IS HERE.

Salt Cathedral is a band that began from the humblest of places, performing in the darkest back ally bars and venues that New York City has to offer. Their debut launched a brand of exotic rock music that featured all the typical archetypes that the modern audio consumer has come to love while placing a certain stepping into its pacing that made each track unique. Now they’ve released OOM Velt. And with each track, you get the sense that the group has stepped away from their live elements and more into the roles surrounding production. They make the transition from “drums” to “beats” and wind tighter pop melodies around structures that stray from the pop aesthetic that comes in a battled duality on the album. @Dingusonmusic

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THE DILDO INDIGO YOUTH COMPILATION VOL. 1

10708355_10202542639792132_854109372_nThe Dildo Indigo Youth Compilation Vol. 1 by Various Artists   (New York City)   [album art by Nika De Carlo]

OH MY FUCKING GOD. IT’S HERE. TRY TO CONTAIN YOURSELF, ANDREW, TRY TO CONTAIN YOURSELF. I JUST WANT TO THANK ALL THE LITTLE PEOPLE: MY MOM, GOD, BILL CLINTON, JAMES FRANCO, THE ENTIRE TEAM AT ROCKSTAR GAMES, ISRAEL (AS A WHOLE) AND ALL THE OTHER PEOPLE WHO MADE THIS POSSIBLE. WITHOUT YOU GUYS I WOULD HAVE TOTALLY QUIT YEARS AGO AND GOTTEN REALLY DEEP INTO METH INSPIRED ANAL FISTING.

“MUSIC HAS NEVER BEEN AS APPROPRIATELY DEFINED AS IS HAS BY THE DILDO INDIGO YOUTH COMPILATION, I DON’T FUCK TO ANYTHING ELSE.” – OLD GREGG

[THIS IS A FREE DOWNLOAD XXCORE] INTRODUCING TO YOU, THE READER WHO CONTINUOUSLY HAS ONE HAND ON HIS COCK (OR CLIT); THE DIY COMPILATION, AKA THE DAD’S ITCHY COCK COMPILATION AKA THE DINGUS IMP COOKIE DOUGH COMPILATION AKA THE DUMB INFIDEL COCKSMOKER COMPILATION. AKA THE DILDO INDIGO YOUTH COMPILATION. AND IT’S ONLY VOLUME ONE, SO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS BRO?

SHOUT OUT TO THE GREATS OF THE DIY WORLD: MY HEART THE BRAVE, CHAZ ULTRA, NOPOP, GABRIEL GREENLAND, A FOREST. TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, TRILL, YOLO. YO GO LISTEN, PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH AND SWIG IT AROUND A BIT. HELPS WITH GINGIVITIS, HELPS WITH BEING A BITCH MADE PUSSY.

SLUT LYFE. MURDER 4EVA. DEATH. DEATH. DEATH. GARBLE GARBLE MARBLES MARBLES TABLE TENIS IS FOR PART’CLES.

“I’M IN CONTROL” – TALK TRAUMA BY NOPOP

FOR THE RECORD, SOUNDCLOUD WAS ALL LIKE “YO THESE ARE COPYRIGHTED SONGS” AND WE WERE ALL LIKE “NAH SOUNDCLOUD, DON’T YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE, TELL YOUR MOM I WANT MY TWO FIFTY BACK” @DINGUSONMUSIC 

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