FaltyDL Is A Poet and We Didn’t Even Know It

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New York-based producer FaltyDL (a.k.a. Drew Lustman) has announced the upcoming release of his latest full-length, In the Wild, out via Ninja Tune on August 12. He’s also collaborated with British artist Chris Shen to flesh out the album’s concept about releasing his music “into the wild.” The first track off the album is “Do Me,” a crafty sample jam based around a highly insistent vocal snippet. An accompanying video for the track features NYC dance crew W.A.F.F.L.E. — who are known for consistently disrupting any semblance of peace a subway rider can wish to have when the board a train — dancing to “Do Me” on the subway in New York City. FaltyDL will support the release by kicking off his summer/fall tour in June and will play select dates with Bonobo. He has penned a poem in honor of his upcoming album. So grab a cup of tea and take it in.

“In The Wild”

Upon a mountaintop in Port Lligat I found my true love.
We wrapped each other Uptight,
never will I forget so much regret.
Never apologize.

Do Me is truth is progress is death is pain is boredom is sex is dance is silence is void.
Nine is eternal stream is people is family is anger is fight is father is not all.
Heart & Soul is female is more anger is ignorance is blisters on sun soaked lips.
Greater Antilles is two parts masculine one part crystalline structures.
Ahead the Ship Sleeps in Danger is Grief resolved through Rolling in New Haven.
Dos Gardenias para ti.
Frontin.
Never apologize.

Post-stroke vernacular, insult to salt intake fake injury to resume sideline spectatorship.
Strained precision, illegal decision and fat masterbatorial visions.
Vapid vaper-what never signed up, tell a lie, till the day I die.
Never apologize.

Ghost written by Shanghai Den,

Very best, Falty

PS. Sorry

BSTV: Bonobo Talks ‘Black Sands’ to ‘The North Borders’ [Video]

Bonobo Simon Green

Simon Green, the one-man musical force behind Bonobo, broke out in a big way with his 2010 downtempo masterpiece Black Sands, an acclaimed album whose impact was unexpected but much deserved. Nearly four years later, Green, a Brit who now calls Brooklyn home, has turned heads once again with The North Borders, an album that finds him exploring darker, glitchier beats and collaborating with the likes of Erykah Badu and an array of rising talents.

Before setting off on his world tour supporting the new release, we caught up with Green on a rooftop in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, and asked him to talk about the creative path he traveled on in order to go from Black Sands to The North Borders.

Album Review: Bonobo / ‘The North Borders’ (Ninja Tune)

Bonobo The North Borders

★★★★☆

Simon Green broadens an established electronic compass with exceptional composure. Beginning with opening track “First Fires” you may be expecting something reclusive, hardened by the cold or quietly embittered. Instead it’s a balance of the honest — Bonobo dotting the sunshine with blackspots — and the tender and reassuring, burning incense and burbling at one with nature. With an embrace always available within a layout of organic meets electronic via an orchestral-folk double team, Green’s emotional awareness is never grandiose but always provides a crutch to lean on.

At the album’s core, a chime structure links rustically refined club grooves and “Emkay” doing picture postcard two-step for the discerning headphone wearer. Acting as a key cog to a chain of instrumental events, set off in perfect synch from a perfectionist’s tool shed, it makes the folk elements and wooded components intertwine with a satisfying snap through styles. Post-dubstep/après-bass roll “Know You” makes light of the heaviness crowding round it, neo-soul-improver “Antenna” chases butterflies to extend the footloose feeling, and hip-hop conscious instrumentals “Jets” and “Ten Tigers” safeguard a richness that stays limber.

Biting its tongue at noodly or twee, being in touch with on-trend sounds gets to nestling comfortably inside your head while introducing themselves to your soul. Beats to picnic by, for messing about on the river to, or hiding away with – and that’s not to forget the requisite alerting of advertising strategists along the way.

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