We at SYFFAL like to make sure we are always bringing you the best possible product and the freshest new ways to talk about our weiners. So ever few months we like to exam what we are doing, what works well and how to improve the things that don't.
We recently retired some columns that had run their course, weren't fitting with our mission statement, or that we all grew tired of. This allowed us to open up new avenues to share our music obsession and all the bands we love with you, the loyal SYFFALMANIACS.
We decided it was time to talk a long look in the mirror again with our beloved STOP SLEEPING Column, which has become a bit of an exercise in self satifaction and we realized that we weren't optimizing the space to give you more of what you need - new artists, albums and songs that you need sticking their girthy sound into your earholes repeatedly.
With our new column ONE SONG we realized how much fun it is for us, and hopefully for you, when we all work together. So instead of getting the long winded version of us, you get short and adorable bursts of our SYFFAL goodness.
We decided that we could keep the STOP SLEEPING column, but make it light years better by making it a shared experience. From time to time we will still offer up a long for STOP SLEEPING, but we will not be forcing ourselves to do it, only when the urge is to strong to deny.
So with that said, I give you the new and improved STOP SLEEPING:
Grand Buffet is a indie-ish hip-hop duo from the outer sphincter of the Midwest commonly recognized by the title of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. For every ounce of weirdness these dudes possess is a good ounce and a half worth of genius. Pouring both of these elements into a cocktail shaker and then serving the product in martini glasses to guests may elicit mixed reactions, but I'll be god-damned if it ain't as entertaining as watching geese attack children. It is hardly surprising that these guys associate with the legendary Gil Mantera's Party Dream and share a similar stage presence (read: spouting nonsense about Garfield the cat in the most hilarious way possible between songs). I absolutely cannot resist going through their entire discography once every few months, and thus I want to share this burden with you!
My Guadalupe Plata interactions have been very cyclical bro: I've been going crazy in lust for these fuckers, and then forgetting their name, and then seeing them in my Facebook feed for over a year now. It's this dusty, live-action Western movie being shot in my fucking imagination and rather than country western music, it's post rock, and it's created by these talented Mexicans with angel tattoos on each shoulder.
Stepdad put out one of my favorite EPS in 2011 and none of my SYFFAL brethren gave it a chance. So I alone am anxiously awaiting Stepdad's 2012 full LP release ("Wildlife Pop" out on 6.12.12 via Black Bell Records). Guys, for the love of god stop sleeping on this. I can't think of a better way for you clowns to bide your time waiting for June to come around than by revisting an awesome EP that you never listened to. Revisiting for the very first time. That sounds like a line from "Like a virgin". Let me promise you no one who listens to Stepdad will be a virgin for long. They ear Fuck so well
I'm not too familiar with Wintersleep, but this week I've been digging their sound. Resuscitate is a release off of their new album that drops in June and it touches me in all the right places. The song has a little bit of everything: futureinstic synth/space sounds, reverby guitar riffs, Morrissey sounding vocals, and killer hooks that are all packed into a listener friendly jam. I'll be looking forward to when the LP drops in June.
MuFuckas need to stop sleeping on Brother Ali. My roomie saw him at paid dues and said that the show was captivating! How can a 250 pound albino Muslim transfix us as so? Because not only can he fucking flow better than you, his songs are more than twelve homies yelling hooks while Ali crowd surfs. He means that shitz. Ali should be considered in the upperest of upper echelons of rap's pantheon.
New Coke is so fucking good. It sounds like a 60s Brit Pop band fell into a worm hole and found themselves in the Lower East Side in the late 70s/early 80s, started hanging out with the Ramones and but being that they were better technical musicians and possibly graduate students who ate a shit ton of acid, they were able to swing their dicks a little more on their tracks.
If you think there is an artist, album or song that we are sleeping on drop us a comment below and we will look into it. If we use your suggestion we will send you some SYFFAL stickers.