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Our interview with The Doppelgangaz: E smells like wet dog every time it rains

One of my favorite things about music is how something can be completely familiar and yet totally new. It is one of those rare mysteries of the universe, part of some life cycle that was set in motion millions of years ago with the Big Bang and plays itself out time and time again for our amusement.

It's why I never got those people who bitch about out artists borrowing from the past. Without borrowing from the past there would be no new and exciting music, shit, the past 50 years of music is artists borrowing from the previous generations and taking that foundation and renovating the innards till you got something new and fresh. At least now we are smart enough to track the linage of artists now, as opposed to say fans of early rock who thought their heroes...

Redman - Lookin Fly Too (Feat Method Man & R.E.A.D.Y. Roc)

Tim Says: It is amazing that something so smooth could band so fucking hard. I love the beat, Redman Redman-ing is always better than anything else happening, R.e.a.d.y. Roc kinda kills shit and Meth, well Meth is making hay doing what Meth does it's all flow and voice bro.

Joel Says: If there was a place and time to execute shoulder shimmies like I just experienced that was socially acceptable, I would've already perfected such moves. Therefore, I have decided to hit play in my brain whenever I feel like shoulder shimmying, and I shall use this song as the basis for my shoulder shimmying bros.

 

Shadows and Dust - Homely Ground

Holy shit, Shadows and Dust's new song Homely Ground feels like a stiff shot of brandy after coming inside from burying your dog on a cold and rainy night. Perfectly still yet swirling and swelling with emotion. My heart is dancing in my throat right now, my mind is racing through lonely streets and my soul is fucking alive. Thanks bros.

DOOD COMPUTER's SWEET 16 - EP. 4 - Dezmatic

Welcome back to DOOD COMPUTER's Sweet 16, our biweekly installment of rappers rapping over DOOD COMPUTER beats which are then turned into a video for SYFFAL. This is the 4th installment of this awesome project week launched with Pig Food Records and instead of trying to have something cleaver to say about each of the past installments (because I'm really not that clever bro), I am just going to list them. You should then click on them and enjoy them for the first time (or like it's the first time if it's not your first time you sluts.)

Masai
Ses Da Great
Koncept & J57

Episode 4 features DOOD’s partner in crime Dezmatic, who is not only one of the best rappers working today, he is also shaped like a keg, a keg of locally made craft beer that has a hint of pumpkin flavor and a the sharp after taste of Dial soap.

He absolutely kills this shit.

We sat down with Dezmatic to discuss all sorts of things at least until he offended my tastes by speaking ill of the 2004 Boston Red Sox. Who the Fuck does he think he is?

SYFFAL: So is your goal when writing raps to make me feel bad about my abilities or is that just an added perk?

Dezmatic: I'm sorry if I made you feel bad. I only want good things for you, Timothy.

SYFFAL: You are the only person on the planet allowed to call me Timothy. That beat is hella jazzy bro. What about it spoke to you and said "Hey Dez why don’t you throw your rap dick in my juicy beat vag?"

Dezmatic: Lotta angry tough guy rap comes outta Albany. Figured I'd sexify something more velvety and Buckshot LeFonqueish for once. For you, Timothy.

SYFFAL: Wow a Buckshot LeFonque reference, Branford Marsalis just collected royalties’ bro. You claim that no team could Fuck with you and Mitch, well here is a list of teams I think can, tell me why they could not:

The 92 Bulls

Dezmatic: Yeahyouright. John Paxson's gangster is ruthless.

SYFFAL: The 86 Bears

Dezmatic: You mean the '85 Bears? The '86 Bears were dog shit. McMahon showed up to training camp 25 pounds overweight and Packers' Charles Martin separated his shoulder in week 12. Or did you mean the '86 Giants? Unfukwittable.

SYFFAL: Where do you get the stones to talk to me like that bro? Team Jacob

Dezmatic: Ed Cullen bro. DOY.

SYFFAL: Is it because you are both waifish and pale? Ok. Team America

Dezmatic: Puppets? Really Tim? You're really reaching now.

SYFFAL: Hickory High

Dezmatic: Your obscure references have no effect on me, Timothy. Next.

SYFFAL: Hoosiers bro, it’s the team from fucking Hoosiers. Show some fucking respect. The Chicos Bail Bonds Bears

Dezmatic: Tatum O'Neal's bitch made. Kelly Leak aka Rorschach aka Dukes (Jackie Earle Hailey) may pose a threat but the rest of them kids was all soft as hell. Matthau rest in peace. Still tho, we good there too.

SYFFAL: Tanner is a beast bro. A fucking BEAST! And possibly a racist. Finally the 2004 Boston Red Sox.

Dezmatic: That had more to do with luck and some magical voodoo witchcraft about a candy bar than anything, both of which Mitch's beard could overpower no prob. We still good.

SYFFAL: HOW DARE YOU! Is it just me or do you keep getting cuter?

Dezmatic: It's just you. Oh yeah, wifey has an issue with those late night sexts, Timothy.

SYFFAL: Enough with the Timothy shit bro. I am not wearing pants and it is starting to get weird….OK? You wasted a lot of food in this video, how do you explain yourself to them Sally Struthers kids?

Dezmatic: It was just cauliflower bro. Rotten cauliflower. So back up with all that left wing we are the world public works liberal shit, hippie.

SYFFAL: Just because I only shop at Whole Foods and listen to rap from the Pacific Northwest made by sampling Rain Sticks and the wails of indigenous populations it doesn’t mean I am some sort of hippie bro. Promote anything you want here.

Dezmatic: WWW.PIGFOODRECORDS.COM ALL DAY EVERY DAY

GIANT GORILLA DOG THING "HORSE" is coming soon, idiots.

SYFFAL: You are adorable bro. 

The Planes - See You Next Tuesday

I have been on some hater shit for the past few weeks, looking for a reason to write any and everything off. As one of the primary contributors on the interwebnetz's premiere music blog that talks about their own dicks to express how much they love a band, it probably isn't fair. I am man enough to realize this, and in the words of Jules from Pulp Fiction "I'm trying Ringo."

Well thanks to See You Next Tuesday, the baller as Fuck new single/video from British Indie assholes The Planes, I might have made a breakthrough bros. As much as I wanted to hate and skip out, I just couldn't stop listening. I was so ready to be done with the emails in my inbox when this fucker landed in my lap. Then those guitars kicked in with that weird combination of heavy, melodic, noodly, distant, and erotic; my fancy was tickled bro. By the time ol' boy with the "The Doors" shirt shouts about someone looking like a wanker I was toe tapping the Fuck out of this shit bro bro. 

The Planes got me so fucking open. Big guitars, sweet melodies, huge hooks, and sense of urgency that just makes me pre-nut all over my keyboard bro. 

This shit bangs. 

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