Pictureplane has been surfing the waves of the tie-dyed pop nouveau atoll for a while, a bit like Patrick Swayze in Point Break, but wearing x-ray specs and heavy liquid tattoos. Telepathic dolphins, megalodon sharks and surreal all-encompassing consciousness coralline configurations stare in his wake as he lands careless from his last wild stunt and wonder, ‘where will he go next?’. This question will be answered on the 4th of August when Lovepump records release a new album, ‘Dark Rift‘, which is a perfect storm of 90s jacking paraphernalia, digital savant sorcery and warped soul.

You know how in all those 90s cyberpunk films (Johnny Mnemonic, you come to mind like chrome nails scratching a silicon blackboard) everyone seemed to assume that the music of the future would be a pastiche of dissonant opera being sung by a fat Tina Turner look-a-like mixed with some ethnic vibes concocted by a second-rate Vangelis ambient hack? They were so wrong it was hilarious. They should have had a Pictureplane jam playing in the background and then they would have been closer to what we should hope future pop was going to sound like. But then the future is here, only it’s unevenly distributed- and while some wallow in the sterile shores of nostalgia, others stand up tall and reconfigure the beautiful detritus of the past to push things truly forward. Enter Dark Rift.

Pictureplane- Dark Rift

All of which does of course apply to our fave ‘council state answer to Butthole Surfers’/'Jamming Bohemian Rhapsody across the plains of the Fantastic Planet’ dudes Gay Against You, who shall be releasing the most definitive statement of digital progressive Sorcery ‘Righteous Signals/Sour Dudes’ via the totally excellent Upset the Rhythm label in but a month. These are the  pyrotechnics of your brain collapsing into itself as beheld by that little man-shaped creature that inhabits your pineal gland, or the music that will happen when Christian Zander, doubtful of the survival of the human race,  launches a golden capsule into Space crammed with unruly children, this will be the beautiful primeval shriek, gloriously sprawling glam mess and new babylonian poetry they intone upon crashing through the last atmospheric gate beyond the grasp of the gravitational thug and across twinkling stars looking for new lands to colonise.

Fuck choosing between my wings and my song, I can have ‘em both, this is Gay vs You’s message.

Gay Against You- Righteous Signals

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We’d like to welcome LA fellow conspirator Bianca O’Blivion for a sweet and hard hitting postcard from LA, top Sympathy for the Record Industry distressed jams and much tribal stomping, absolute kowabunga!

The Press Fire! aka TPF! needs no added emphasis, but who can resist a good exclamation point? A trio of total rock dudes (Justin, Clay, Pepper) fronted by the sassiest of lady singers (Merisa) and you’ve got yourself a most volatile solution of chemistry class proportions…forget the fire,  get your hazard suits on because TPF! is majorly exploding onto the LA scene with robot alarms and disco punk bass/drums that keep you dancing ’til the end.  Merisa beckons you to join in her antics, chirping all cutesy-core like the favorite femme leads of Les Georges Leningrad, Kap Bambino and Sick Lipstick.  “Hard to Break” blasts neon fireworks that transform into rainbow sprinkles and gummy bears on your strawberry frozen yogurt…I’ll take two please.  With some production love from Anavan’s Aaron Buckley, expect nothing but high ponytail hits from TPF!’s upcoming “ES SLASH TEE” EP, coming to a backyard moonbounce party near you July 7th.

The Press Fire- Hard to Break