I'm looking for two things at the moment.

1) Abstract Hip-Hop with great lyrics.

2) Hip Hop + Indie Rock. Like Beck, Astronautalis and Why?

Anyone got any ideas?

Look for Genocide (it is not band, he is solo artist but he rocks :D )

Dalek fits the first option very well. Very abstract sounds, with socially conscious lyrics.

Dalek is great. I love Absence. Any other ideas?

Well, try Bike For Three. They're another anticon act. In fact, try any and all anticon that you can. Alias & Tarsier was nice (Brookland//Oaklynn). Sole and Skyrider Band. Themselves. 13 & God. Pedestrian. Thee More Shallows. Telephone Jim Jesus. Restiform Bodies.

I'll give it one more try.

They're more on the comical side at times, but Company Flow are great. Their album, Funcrusher Plus is a very important underground album. I would post a specific track, but I would recommend the whole album.

http://www.plugonemag.com/wp-content...usher-plus.jpg

They have another album that's all instrumentals, Little Johnny from the Hospital, that I enjoy very much.

Suzy Pulled a Pistol on Henry



El-P was a member of Company Flow, and his solo stuff is pretty awesome. His album I'll Sleep When You're Dead is a lot like Dalek, but more quirky. His lyrics aren't mind blowing, but hes pretty good and his backing tracks are great.

I wishlisted Funcrusher Plus the other day as well. I'll get round to listening to it ASAP. Thanks.

I love that album man. The production value is top notch. His style of hip-hop is unique and different from the mainstream. Very good stuff.

I had *my* mind blown by El-P's lyrics on his solo records. I love the hell out of Fantastic Damage.



Preliminary di-section of Deep Space 9mm. Thoughts? Suggestions? Additions?
Note: the first 2 sets of parentheses are whispered by El-P, and I imagined it as a hint to break down the song line for line... so... the rest are my notes.

One two
you're behind the walls of new Roma, you wanna buy the farm (you wanna kill yourself)
But the land's not yours to own (but your life's not yours to take)
Who owns Police? Who holds fold green, sold sand to beach? (Look at who owns everything)
Blood beach (Sell us what we don't need, we kill for it)
Dance with the land sharks clutchin' heat, ugly (Dodgin' the other hustlers in the streets)
monks hung, halo teach (this one gets me, but... they teach the halo, but kill the monk...)
Hung by the math where the cables reach (I don't even know if this is accurate)
[Hung by the map with a capo reach]
A hundred and sixty-six channels lit
They train that animal **** (TV is mental conditioning)
Where the mind's eye redefines
Where's God?
Buy car, Kick tires (Idolize our possessions, our homes, gear, vehicles)

Back in Eighty-Six I lived
for the four-course artistry (the four pillars of hiphop: graffiti, bboy, prod., rap)
In other words took turns showin' off colors and **** (showin' off what he could do)
Like I invaded a mating dance ritual (and they weren't havin' it)
Criminal now (outcast)
Why the things we find beautiful undermine power?
El Product flash vet text, mother****ers is like "Al, why haven't we lept yet?"
dithering sine wave twang for youth and brain management truth
Then vanish like "poof"
You can't touch the Krush Groove
I live on the lunch table
Touched fables
Ducked labels
capitol one heat em live for the terrordome stables
Signed to Rawkus?
I'd rather be mouth ****ed by Nazis unconscious
(He was with Rawkus with Company Flow; let's say they left on bad terms and he went on to make his own label, Definitive Jux)

Callin' all bomb threats
the Radio re-activated Koresh! (probably THE david K. of WACO religious cult incident)
Under hellafied missle defense
Fenced in, better blame it on... /feign ****ty grin (its our fault, and those before us, that we are in the spots we're in, feign a ****ty grin in the face of your accuser)
Walk with a bag full of kittens
Take me to the river and throw yourself in (do the world a favor)
In about four seconds the ether will begin to leak [or release]

Who wanna hold hands with this sicko malnutritionist
Soaked in newspeak? [Love the 1984 references throughout]
Dissolve into the syncopated fragments of vinyl
splashed on loose leaf
We can embrace on the business end
of my face first Joe vs. the Volcano suicide leap [Sick]
Dance with the vinyl monster
Devil in blue sky flyin' with clean conscience [devil in heaven?]
Save the gesture
you can't save the children, we weren't worth the effort [apparently, that's how it's been goin']

I'm a Caveman
Your modern ways frighten and confuse me
I watch your spirit box with the blinking lights and think
Are those little people trapped in that box? (No, Caveman)
But I do know converted mic digital 8-bus Mackie Avalon compression
Combined with 8-step perfected
Dirty words paralyze crumbs and infect ****
Infectious

Insofar as the ineffectual beg for the lectures

Development arrested

Trapped in the Cuckoo's nest

Looking for the nexus

If it's wild like that child fire 'em

infrared scope in the clutch of a tyrant

New World lullaby, Sirens

Stuck migrants, lust and blind violence
It's all bad timing
Getting murked on a Tram over Roosevelt Island
You think that's spacey?
Deep Space 9 millimeter, son, keep smiling

This is for the fringes and such
my generation just sit like ducks
see the rubble glisten that what I trust
tell the historians I'm right here holding my nuts
Right here holdin' my nuts
Right here holdin' my nuts
Right here holdin' my nuts
Right here holdin' my nuts (guardin' my own ****)

Existence on the fringes and such
My generation make friends with slugs
Thank god for the drugs and drums!!!
Tell history that I'll be right here hiding from guns

right here hidin' from guns
Right here hidin' from guns
Right here hidin' from guns

For the love of god, run

Dr. Octagon - Dr. Octagonecologyst