Amina

Cannibalize

9
9/10
Joel Frieders | August 6, 2015

The very fucking SECOND "I Saw You Float Away" gets twinkling I am fucking smitten.

Amina sounds like that far off memory in your head that both turns you on and makes you miserable. It's the nostalgic smell or taste that brings you back to high school handjobs and after school drug experimentation. It's fuzzy thinking back, but it's that cool sort of fuzzy where you could tell people now that your nickname back then was "Beebop" because of how fucking cool you were.

While the vibe of this entire Cannibalize EP is pretty chilled the fuck out, it's borderline creepy. Check the instrumentation on "JINXED" and tell me there ain't some fucking dude in a black trenchcoat holding an arm's full of pop tarts under it, ready to slice your fucking throat with some cinnamon sugar bro. 
That lecherous pit in your stomach, the anxiety, the aprehension, the sexual fucking tension, Amina's Cannibalize has that shit in fucking droves, BUT IT'S SO DELICIOUSLY SERENE. I've been listening to this fucking EP off and on for the last month and it's probably the best example of the type of music that gets me off consistently. 

Sure there's vocals, but the instrumentation is so vastly captivating, I couldn't remember a single fucking lyric and I couldn't give two shits if I'm missing out on some serious lyricism. Maybe the dude's just mumbling the works of Freud, I don't fucking know. I don't fucking care.

"Spice" is another one of Amina's tracks that has taken over my thoughts, with the bending guitars and almost moaned vocals, this is what might keep some people up at night, but it's keeping my attention on not paying attention. I fucking love how I'm both distracted and concentrated as fuck while this shit's on.

The only track that has me scratching my balls is "Cobblestone Eyes", which is either far too complex of a meter for my small minded mind to get into or I just don't care for how it feels overlapping and confusing. But I like chaos. I fucking LOVE things that don't sound like something until the shit sounds like everything. 

I won't delete the track or anything, but I'm convinced based on the strength of the rest of this EP that I'll have the AHA moment at some point and when I do, I'll break my vasectomy and ruin someone else's life.

You owe it to the moments in your life that need a proper soundtrack to buy this motherfucker.