The Editors' New Groove is a weekly pow-wow on the freshest new releases on THUMP's editors and regular contributors' radars.
: I'd love to tell you the whole story about how I was working on a track with UFO! and a giant fight erupted in his house and I hid in the bathroom, but I'm too busy listening to him and Bro Safari's remix for ya boy Brilly Twonka. Straight cinematic neojungletrap that's not afraid to get weird. 1:05 and 3:36 are particularly good.
Vivian Host: It doesn't get any more insider than a vinyl of Ron Morelli outtakes from the Spit album on Vatican Shadow's bleedingly cool Hospital Productions. Break out a copy of this record in any Bushwick bar, and you'll get at least five phone numbers; someone might even jizz on your Oak jeans. The temptation of getting a psycho-sexual HJ to this claustrophobic 9-minute version of "Crack Microbes" is great indeed. (Listen to a preview of this EP on Boomkat.)
It's almost impossible not to associate Damscray's 80s dystopian aesthetic with movies of that era—like the triple-boobied hookers from
, the urban cyber-warriors from
, and the ultra-violence of every Arnold Schwarzenegger flick before
. The near future back then was nothing but hellish, and it was great. Damscray is Russian, which somehow seems very relevant.
I can't help but get excited by listening to this dark, minimalist tune. It's sparse, cold, and metallic; a stripped down track that avoids repetitiveness with expertly-placed accents, subtle effects, and large beat switch-ups. Seems perfect for the ricketiest of warehouses, where the kicks loosen debris from the ceiling.
I guess it's Goddess Week here in Pearlsville because these women are ROCKING MY WORLD. Bey hasn't made this track available in full yet but this is a highlight from the album, despite Jay-Z's verse which is decidedly meh. Drunk love is so romantic.