I just wrote about Ecid in our Stop Sleeping column a while back. And now we're fucking stoked to be premiering his new video off of his latest release, Werewolf Hologram - "Go High Lion".
One time at this one show I came up on a tape from this one crew. My memory of that night was foggy enough, but the tape had absolutely no label on it. It had no name, no j-card, no sharpie, no number, no artwork, no contact. In some kind of pre-iTunes version of Joel's "tag yo shit" rant, the tape was absolutely blank. The music was good enough to bump for a few months before getting finally chomped into magnetic spaghetti. I'll never know exactly who they were.
"Go High Lion" sounds like it could have been on that tape. And after listening to it today, for some reason I stopped and stole a new backpack on the way home.
Ecid is probably still Percee P'ing it and handing out CD-Rs at every shit hole bar this side of 1999. His new track "Go High Lion" has an infectiously head-nodding, funk-driven bwap. It's that backpack anti-swag that we all remember. That middle-finger, punk-rock, just-because-we-can assholery we all get down with. I'm widdit.
"Go High Lion" is an epileptic video for a glitchy womping beat and it made all my roommates come to see what it was. That either means someone is caught doing something incredibly stupid on Youtube, Psy and Krispy Kreme have a new collab, or they like what they fucking hear.
So next time Ecid hits you up at a show, take the CD, buy him a drink, and give him ten bucks.