Klaxons Release Album on DGC, Tour

Jamie Reynolds, Simon Taylor, and James Righton (a.k.a. Klaxons) are on the verge of showing their stateside fan base that they’re more than the tip of an ambiguous iceberg dubbed new rave by releasing their full-length, Myths of the Near Future. But given that every year the British seem to have a new musical darling, there’s plenty to prove. Perhaps the most important thing is that they are more than a beacon for the new rave amalgam.

Klaxons bring to the table a sense that anything is fair game. Lyrically, their influences and content ranges from the fractured narratives of William Burroughs to the occult writings and thoughts of Aleister Crowley. Musically, they’re anywhere and everywhere, thriving on their own referentiality. There’s even a cover of Grace’s rave classic “It’s Not Over Yet” near the end of the record, a curveball that solidifies non-identification as their identity. But amidst all the glow sticks and neon yellows of new rave, Klaxons are an interesting and darker pastiche, something like danceable neon black.

Myths of the Near Future is out March 27, 2007 on DGC.

Tracklisting
1. Two Receivers
2. Atlantis to Interzone
3. Golden Skans
4. Totem On The Timeline
5. As Above, So Below
6. Isle Of Her
7. Gravity’s Rainbow
8. Forgotten Works
9. Magick
10. It’s Not Over Yet
11. Four Horsemen Of 2012

In early April, Klaxons get on the North American road to support the album.

Tour Dates
04/08 Toronto, Ontario: Lee’s Palace
04/10 New York, NY: Bowery Ballroom
04/11 Boston, MA: Great Scott
04/13 Brooklyn, NY: Studio B
04/14 Philadelphia, PA: Transit
04/16 Chicago, IL: Schubas
04/17 Minneapolis, MN: 7th Street Entry
04/19 Denver, CO: Larimer Lounge
04/22 Vancouver, British Columbia: Richard’s on Richards
04/23 Seattle, WA: Crocodile Café
04/24 Portland, OR: Dante’s
04/26 San Francisco, CA: Popscene
04/29 Indio, CA: Empire Polo Field (Coachella)

Dexplicit: Bassic Instinct

In September 2005, Jay-Z became the first rap artist to perform at London’s stodgy Royal Albert Hall, causing young ‘uns raised on pirate radio and bashment beats to pay close attention. About halfway through the night they were rewarded, as Memphis Bleek and Hov delivered the springy verses of “Is That Your Chick” over the craggy terrain of Lethal B’s “Pow.” It was an important moment for cross-pond hip-hop: The best in the game invaded the old folks’ home and spit lyrics over a homegrown grime instrumental.

The man responsible for “Pow”‘s demanding beat is 22-year-old North London whiz kid Dexplicit. The son of a reggae lover, he spent his childhood watching his dad cut tracks in his home studio. This sparked an interest in the nuts-and-bolts side of music-making–before Dex could even grow a mustache, he was parked in front of a computer, slaving away at rudimentary electronic beats. By the age of 15, he was sending material to heavy-hitting pirates like Heat FM, where MC Slick D would deliver entire sets over his big, angry basslines and lightning-quick breaks.”It doesn’t bother me at all when people talk about my age,” says Dex. “I’m very proud of achieving what I have so far.”

As well he should be. In a few short years, he’s put a unique stamp on his music. By pushing average hip-hop to warp speeds, tossing in enormous, growling basslines and exploiting the bass-driven energy and propulsive, kick-heavy relentlessness of 4/4 garage house, Dexplicit has created a distinctive sound, exciting even the UKG naysayers who’ve been bemoaning the genre’s death before it even started. His dancefloor-ready jams have made him one of the most sought-after producers in the “UK urban” scene–he’s worked extensively with UK pop acts like NaNa and Maxwell D while releasing underground bangers on his DXP Recordings label. Now, his star is starting to rise in America, thanks to recent remixes of Dipset and M.I.A. “I want to build an empire,” says Dex. “I want [the Dexplicit] brand to be well known throughout the globe, like Aftermath or Def Jam.”

With his Melodic Energy Vol. 1 mixtape flying off shelves, a new NaNa record in the queue, and a remix of Dem Franchise Boys’ “I Think They Like Me” forthcoming on Virgin UK, that doesn’t seem so unlikely. When Dexplicit says he’ll achieve an unthinkable amount by the time he’s 25, it doesn’t come off as wishful thinking–it sounds like a promise.

Carl Craig’s Top Ten

This weekend Detroit techno legend Carl Craig takes his Demon Days party to San Francisco for the first time. Over the last couple years the event series has taken him to New York, Chicago, and other U.S. cities, in between the many other show dates, remixes, and DJ mixes that keep him busy. XLR8R was lucky enough to snag a few minutes of his time and find out what’s keeping him excited these days, be it music, books, or visits with the family.

Catch Carl at Mezzanine this Friday, February 9, for the S.F. premiere of Demon Days. Not in the Bay Area? Tune into the Demon Days radio show.

Photo: Rob Walbers

1. Faze Action ‘In the Trees’ Rmx
2. A black label that I picked up in Milan entitled “Heroin” (please note: I hate actual heroin)
3. Goldeneye, Jamaica (complete paradise!)
4. Revisiting Bill Laswell’s reinterpretations
5. Visiting Grandma
6. Hunter S Thompson
7. Hot Chocolate (only the kind served in Milan)
8. Demon Days w/Tim Sweeney in Brooklyn (refreshing)
9. 10 Corso Como
10. Rat Pack Confidential

J Dilla Ruff Draft

With several great songs (and a bonus instrumental disc) added to the original, vinyl-only 2003 version, Ruff Draft feels like yet another miraculous, posthumous gift from the ghostly hands of production master J Dilla. It’s best to avoid hyperbole when discussing Dilla beats but it’s hard to imagine a better 1-2-3-4-5 punch in his catalog then “Let’s Take It Back,” “Reckless Driving,” “Nothing Like This,” “The $,” and “Interlude”-brief, emotive blasts that perfectly preview what was to come on his masterful 2006 LP, Donuts. Anyone with any interest in hip-hop or music production needs to get this.

Kassin+2 Futurism

It can’t be easy competing with the adored baile funk of Rio. But in the final installment of Moreno Veloso, Domenico Lancelotti, and Alexandre Kassin’s +2 trilogy, these Brazilians don’t seem to be too worried about appeasing hipsters. This album, directed by vocalist/bassist Kassin, is actually rooted in the traditional sounds of Brazil with only a hint of modernism added to the mix. Songs like the subtle bossa nova-styled opener “Tranqüilo” or the past-meets-present number “Samba Machine” offer a fascinating look into the rich sonic soul of Rio.

Jumbonics Talk to the Animals

Ditching their predominantly instrumental productions for a more song-based, vocal-led album, Jumbonics welcomes vocalist Norman Anderson on their sophomore effort for Tru Thoughts. The addition of Anderson’s vocals puts them in a similar vein to Plant Life, showing their shared love of organ-driven, ’60s soul. Although a bit sugary, their signature soulful and jazzy punch still shines through. It’s their instrumental tracks that steal the show here, proving that they haven’t lost their ability to combine disco strings and funk drums with a b-boy aesthetic specially tailored to wreak havoc on the dancefloor.

Macromantics: Ausssie Hip-Hop Export

Aussie MC Romy Hoffman has a lot on her mind, which quickly becomes clear when listening to her full-length debut as Macromantics. On Moments in Movement, her train of thought runs wild, whether she’s spitting with bizarre braggadocio or melancholy introspection. Lines like “Everyone’s just trying to jump on the bandwagon/But I’m just chasing the back of a damn dragon” (from “Bandwagon”) show this up-and-comer is as in touch with fantasy as she is reality.

“My thoughts are all scattered and cluttered,” Hoffman explains of her abnormal lyrical approach. “I go on tangents and I wanna talk about myself and philosophy and how I fit into the world at large and the cosmos and chaos. And you’re allowed to do that in hip-hop. It’s a really post-modern form of writing.”

Rhyming wasn’t always Miss Macro’s chosen form of expression. Originally a guitarist, she made a name for herself in the mid-’90s by playing with Ben Lee’s now disbanded pop-punk band Noise Addict. While touring with Noise Addict in America, then-15-year-old Hoffman discovered and fell in love with hip-hop.

“Everyone’s voice is important and should be heard, and that’s what really spoke to me about hip-hop,” says Hoffman. “It was saying something about society and culture and blending thoughts about self and philosophy and politics. It became a genre of music and a genre of writing that I found to be perfect to get my voice across.”

Hoffman started sharpening her rhymes, but opportunities for MCs in the Land Down Under were scarce. Thus, in the early 2000s, she moved to America to record, and found no shortage of inspiration. As the war in Iraq began to spin out of control, she recorded Hyperbolic Logic, an EP full of dark, stream-of-consciousness rhymes ignited by the climate in the U.S. “I was kind of overwhelmed,” she admits. Moments in Movement was recorded back in Australia, and it finds Hoffman lightening things up a bit with catchier songs (such as the progressive “Scorch”) and genre-bending producer Tony Buchen (a.k.a. Buchman) behind the boards. That’s not to say that this album is less socially conscious–all of Hoffman’s life experiences are reflected in her imaginative freestyles.

“The way stars twinkle at night is going to affect my writing as much as who gets into power next and what happens in Iraq,” she says. “I feel what I do is journalism–I’m commenting on all of that stuff.”

Now Playing At Peepshow: James Christopher Kendi

Peepshow‘s latest arrival showcases the work of James Christopher Kendi, whose last seven years of photography cover, in his words, “comedy, tragedy, friends, and music.” In a less abstract terminology that means he’s snapped everyone from buddies, to Ratatat and Devendra Banhart, to male models posing in fake underwear campaigns.

See Kendi’s work now, exclusively at Peepshow.

Kieran Hebden and Steve Reid Tongues

British laptop musician Kieran Hebden (Four Tet) and legendary jazz drummer Steve Reid’s two previous releases generated much challenging improv jazztronica. Both discs abounded with sonically adventurous and spiritually fulfilling spontaneous creativity. Tongues features more concise pieces that foreshadow some fantastic new species of noise rock and genre-defying experimentation. It’s a shocking turn of events, but Tongues rivets from start to finish. The duo is both unchained and disciplined, two masters thriving in a “hellbent for freedom” scenario. Hebden has never unleashed a more staggering array of digital freakery, while Reid matches him with phenomenal athleticism.

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