GET BEHIND THEE
Having recently signed with Michael Gira’s Young God Records, Larkin Grimm’s haunted tribal folk, her darkened honey lullabies which with clawed hands and rabid eyes consumed by a bloodlust of the most primal kind, often owl screech to the high Heavens of the erotic should finally receive the attention it’s so deserved ever since she made an incantation as seemingly innocent as “I’m going out tonight”, repeated over the light brushing of a broken drum set played with what sounded like the possible remnants of a former lover, sound like the most unnerving thing you could choose to listen too in the pitch black of the night on her debut release “Harpoon Baptism” all those years ago.
On “Parplar”, Larkin rides into town on her trusty steed with a manic grin plastered on her face, eagle wings tied to her ankles, and her phantom mariachi band of Mexican skeletons in tow, kicking up a dust storm around them, taking delight in flashing their sun-baked bones hidden under torn, centuries old clothing to unassuming passers by who find themselves ensnared by all the witchy hypnotics, a fever dream of Ennio Morricone atmospherics that have been re-imagined by feral children raised in the wilds solely on a diet of peyote and mountain mythology.
(image by Bobby Dangles)
Oh, and before I forget to mention, as if possible, to all those out there who voted for the RIGHT person and made Mr Obama the 44th president of the United States of America, pat yourselves on the back. Now we can start to clear up this unholy, bloody mess of ours, but not I hope before we all indulge in just a little bit of partying before we pick up those shovels and get to work. If anyone is looking for a new jam to secrete bodily fluids too, you could do worse than to lose yourself to Dinowalrus’ nifty and frankly quite ridiculous remix of “Black Star”, which with a beat that gallops along at breakneck speed turns the epic guitar wankery of Yngwie Malmsteen into something of a lil’ discotheque killer which will shred you alive if you let it.
So where’s the actual jazz funk? ‘Cause I’m not seeing any.
Thursday, November 6, 2008 1:59 amDiego
Oh dear Diego, oh dear. XXJFG 4ever.
Thursday, November 6, 2008 2:25 ambobo
Just fucking wonderful stuff.
Thursday, November 6, 2008 9:44 amjames
Ha! yeah, where the FUNK is the JAZZ people!?!?!
Thursday, November 6, 2008 9:45 ame*rock
is it time for a name change?
Thursday, November 6, 2008 9:55 amcompetition time folks – what should we be called ??
20jazzfunkgreats
Chimp Vs Ass?
Thursday, November 6, 2008 10:14 amRob(iy)n
Blood Is Compulsory.
Thursday, November 6, 2008 11:23 amVanWorden
“hamburger lady”?
Thursday, November 6, 2008 9:13 pmbcr
Fabulous stuff. Parplar is incredible.
Thursday, November 6, 2008 9:22 pmpikle
-MOONROCKS-
Friday, November 7, 2008 10:34 amShort-Circuit
“change” IS good. but i MUST insist that xxjfg should NEVER CHANGE!
Saturday, November 8, 2008 12:21 ambcr
dearest friends! glad you posted the dinowalrus, pete’s a friend of mine from college…not to mention Larkin also went to school with us–a lovely alma mater pairing. cheers!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008 6:08 ambianca o'blivion
wow, it sounds like you went to a very cool school.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008 12:09 pmRob(iy)nJFG