from the EP oOoOO, Disaro Records, 2010To quote Beck, a true master of the headiest steez, “…I'm just talking about a chorus like, 'Can you feel my bass drum?' That's potent, you can't even mess with that. There's things embedded in that that you can't communicate in any other way…” Can you FEEL my motherfucking bass drum?!?!! This is a ridiculously sultry cover/re-edit of a late ‘80s freestyle track by Nocera called “Summertime Summertime”, and although the original is fresh as well, this redux is some serious panty-droppin’, bottle service-havin’, slo-mo-slangin’ moistness, on the real. Having one of the more cryptic (and difficult to know how to pronounce) names in modern music, oOoOO is actually Chris Greenspan of San Francisco; this newer style of eerie electronics, essentially a mashup of hip-hop beats and coldwave synth-pop, is being called “drag” and “witch house” in the press---both of which suck as names. How about calling it “Ouija beats”? Just kidding. Whatever you want to dub this, it’s hard to deny those macabre & detached, yet strikingly bucolic & melodic, beats! His new EP drops in a week, so don’t sleep… I realize that summer is now officially come and gone for another year, but come on, “…take me, take me to the par-ty, summer time, summer time…” That’s a vibe I can get behind all year!
