A bare instrumental is like an abstract landscape waiting to be filled with the listener’s impression. The remix is a snapshot of that imprint. Paul Grant’s “Connection” paints with lo-fi strings and a splash of funk that sends Brittney Carter down a lyrical journey into building confidence from trials put behind.
fika returns with another lesson in love on “Don’t Say I Don’t.” The stripped back goodness is fika doing what they do they do best. Jazzy lo-fi instrumentation and songwriting that cuts straight to the heart. Find your yourself longing for love you didn’t know you were missing.
Sly Wes blends sound from funk, reggaeton and electronic to produce rhythmic bliss. “I Wish” is an instrumental escape into yearning.
As Daisy Vorakhanh sings the hook to “Right One,” she warmly invites emcee and producer Lebbs to rap through the challenging introspection of his soul over jazzy lo-fi production.
With all the chaos in the world it’s easy to forget to take a moment and enjoy the sweeter things. That moment could be now and that sweetness could easily be Love Stories, a jazzy lo-fi escapade of romance and heartbreak. We sat down with fika to discuss their new EP, the meaning of love and acceptance of loss.
The very nature of “Pt222” is one of conflict, of being pulled in so many different directions by your emotions that it feels like you’re running in circles. Brwnsounds raps dynamically over shifting production that direct the song’s emotional range.
As the weather becomes colder and isolation more desired, art with the intention of spreading hope is welcomed as the battle against seasonal gloom begins. “Lift Me” is a plea from Critical Mischief for hope.
Looking back, we didn’t have much a summer this year. “Stay (Summer Interlude)” by Just J brings about memories past, especially in the stagnant space that’s filled the year. But sometimes when we think of better times, we find ourselves trying to stay there.
Darkly honest, the ominous poetics of Otis Mensah and Hemlock Ernst creep up on the listener, slithering through the headphones until their hooks are in. The soft instrumental of “Breath of Life” is almost an afterthought, as if drums and brass were summoned by the rappers’ eviscerating flow.