The garage door to your one-storey house clinks up early one morning, shuffling trinkets of light over your khakis; left leg loosely built on top of your new leather Cortez, right leg stuffed into blue-striped tube socks. You wheel out the chrome low-low you finished soldering the night before, tucking earphones behind your billowing white tee. Lane switching, cruising to the beach, blunt already inhaled during breakfast, the bright colors eject around you, parachuting into your eyes. You knock the shades off your forehead, hiding the bloodshot alleyways carving connections under your lids. You wonder about the force it takes you to rotate the wheels enough times to reach the sand, salty air spicing your lungs for the seemingly infinite stretch of road ahead of you. And as you clink your joints in unison with the bike, you thank SWARVY for his slowly-sweating album, SPORT, playing under your bucket hat.
Another great piece of music brought to my attention by the *potty-mouthed* ABGOHARD. This time, he blessed the Facebook feed with SWARVY’s album Sport. With additional production by Matt Houston, this collection reaches its hands into a few spaces, scraping sounds raw. Calling up reminders from Kool Keith (AKA Dr. Octagon, AKA Black Elvis, AKA Poppa Large), Lil B, and JAY Z (amongst other mentioned below), SWARVY taps sounds for their hidden beauty.
SPORT acts much like a remixtape, sourcing sounds from a stew of artists, bubbling together to pop chemical relaxation into our veins. Like a mad scientist dropping his subjects into a ropy pulp to see how they move around, SWARVY relaxes his sounds. He does this with synth suction cups, rotated hand cymbals glistening in Kool Keith’s eyes, funky keys boiling molasses, skull-rubbing warps under Nicki Minaj’s back weight, bobbing and weaving broken strings, rubbering static onto a chalkboard to rip K.Dot, humming Soulja's crank into an alien transmission, hollowed #BASEDGOD vocals tilting into digital discombobulations, a vinyl-impurity bath drowning JAY Z, and a jazz piano slowing [
that classless trick] Chris Brown & Busta Rhymes. Regardless of the original track, SWARVY’s grip on his sounds tightens to calm them, shifting gears around your brainspace.
SWARVY included the following, along with this tape, so I’ll add it here, as well :
1. a person who has a good attitude about playing a game or having to do something.
2. diversion; recreation; pleasant pastime.
3. jest; fun; mirth; pleasantry.
4. mockery; ridicule; derision.
verb (without object)
5. to amuse oneself with some pleasant pastime or recreation.
6. to play, frolic, or gambol, as a child or an animal.
7. to engage in some open-air or athletic pastime or sport.
8. to trifle or treat lightly.
9. to mock, scoff, or tease.
verb (with object)
10. to pass (time) in amusement or sport.
11. to spend or squander lightly or recklessly.
12. to wear, display, carry, etc., especially with ostentation; show off.
13. to amuse (especially oneself).
-CUTT CZAR (HERONALD REAGAN)
FORMERLY KNOWN AS : FRANKLIN WEATHERFIELD AKA DENZEL SPLASHINGTON AKA PATOIS VUITTON AKA CHUCKDEGAULLE