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Kimmie Rhodes & Willie Nelson's Picture in a Frame First Vinyl Pressing Interludes touch on the trio's reaction to making our 21-in-21 story and Elixer inspiring his sibling to rap.

The 22-minute Audiomack exclusive sees the hardened trio deliver bars dealt through clenched teeth over filthy production altogether reminiscent of NY collective Griselda. The potent duo now adds Brosevelt's brother, Elixer, to their Hoody Rap stable for debut project Genuine, Grime, and Grit. – Raoul Hernandez SLO BLO 4 FRNZ & SXY by Cherubsįeddi Brosevelt could've made the Chronicle's '21 Austin Rappers to Know in 2021' cover story off the strength of his solo efforts alone, but a January playlist introducing producer Chucky Conway on the mic doubly intrigued. The quicksand B-side transforms that aforementioned first track into a rhinoceros sucked down your sink, while “Tart” then lays out like Dresden after the war, and 'Sooey Pig (Sad)' lurches as if the Cherubs' copy of Skip Spence's lo-fi heart & soul dump Oar warped.

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Magic carpet ride of decomposing bass and airplane hangar riffs ('Die Robbin''), thunderstorm beats and cymbal radiation ('A Pair of Pear Tarts'), and unplugged Immaculada High upgrade 'Sooey Pig,' whose gap-tooth grin vibes a Ry Cooder roots noir, SB4FS fractures earth and sky. Embedding its own DJ Screw delineation, the long-player calcifies a crackling set of groove punk that represents their audio arc from 1991 grunge inception to the distressed state of 2021. Ten tracks in 44 minutes, the five sonic flairs of the first side repeat on the flip – slowed from 45 rpm to 33 rpm. That goes triple for follow-up Slo Blo 4 Frnz & Sxy.

'Gutted, dissolute, keening, Whitely's voice remains magnetic regardless of the distortion piled atop this trash compactor of sound.' 'Second studio full-length since Austin triad Kevin Whitley, Owen McMahon, and Brent Prager re-collided in 2014, the untamed exultation of Immaculada High makes antecedent 2 Ynfynyty sound refined,' ventured this post-punk in Decibel magazine, 2019.

Even in heartbreak, True Love's velvet soundscapes offer welcome comfort. ' Feel your light fade into me/ Turn into a memory,' he intones on the latter, once it's all fallen apart. ' Memory won't let me take a picture/ Turn to me and tell me you'll remember,' he sings in the foreboding former, while Ben Littlejohn's pedal steel lends a subtle twang. Taylor's longing singles 'Around Again' and 'Junior Day League' traverse a fractured romance. This insight permeates a work that, naturally, examines relationships. In an album rife with ear-catching specificity, the track offers some of Martin's most memorable lines: ' I love my nephew Rex/ My mama called me crying/ Her son is a father.' Soon after, another revelation: ' My father is a son.' Bike rides to Tom Thumb and air drumming to 'Everlong' animate the nostalgic, piano-climbing 'Blindsided.' Centerpiece 'Hope' breaks the acoustic spell as the duo's distorted harmonies and droning organ swell. Taylor's opening lullaby 'Sometimes' gives way to Martin's uplifting title track, where chiming chords soundtrack the singer's contentment. On their fourth LP, the Andrew Sarlo-produced True Love, Hovvdy advance from vibey pillowcore beginnings to their fullest, catchiest release yet. Songwriters create warm, Alex G-style indie rock, a sound that swaddles you in folksy guitar and wispy production. Charlie Martin drawls sing-along choruses.