Atmosphere – So Many Other Realities Exist Simultaneously | Album Review

Rhymesayers

Long before “emo rap” was trending on SoundCloud and blaring from fentanyl dealers’ iPhones, there was Atmosphere. The Minneapolis hip-hop duo comprised of lyricist/rapper Sean “Slug” Daley and producer Anthony “Ant” Davis have been celebrated for their emotionally vulnerable albums like 2002’s God Loves Ugly and 2008’s When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold. In those years, it was called “backpack rap” — indie rappers with a turned-up nose at the mainstream, money-and-women music on the radio. These were the guys focused on introspection and self-reflection, big ideas and small bank accounts. Many of the artists from the Definitive Jux and Rhymesayers label rosters spearheaded the subgenre, like the lexiconically encyclopedic Aesop Rock and the politically charged Brother Ali.

Atmosphere wrote a lot about heartbreak and angst, notably on classic tracks like “Fuck You Lucy” or “Trying To Find A Balance.” Slug’s mission to pull at heartstrings and brain stems can come off as forward-thinking or totally corny, depending on how much weight you’re willing to give his mantras. Take, for example, “Bigger Pictures,” the second single from their latest album, the galaxy-brained mouthful So Many Other Realities Exist Simultaneously. On that song, Slug takes us chronologically through his life at the ages of 1, 11, 21, 31, 41, and 51, which he’ll turn this September. In his younger years, he was “just the first son to carry the burden. I was barely a person” and “an extension of environment and reinforced messages.” As an adult, “learning how to deconstruct my puzzle” and “following my design, trying to find a little solace in how the stars aligned.” I could see how someone may find those excerpts trying too hard to be meaningful or “fake deep.” Especially in the song’s final moments, where he repeats “on and on and on and on” until his voice breaks and strains. Maybe a bit melodramatic for the half-centenarian, but I personally love how much feeling he throws into the entire piece.

The previous few Atmosphere albums were released in 2019, 2020, and 2021. With things feeling fairly back to normal now, May 2023 could seem a little late for a group to release music reflecting on the mental toil of the COVID-19 pandemic. Lead single and album opener “Okay” references it directly: “I need to believe in the simulation that we’re living in, spent the whole stimulus check on some stimulants.”  But with how taxed so many of us were during that time, and likely still are now, it’s not unwarranted. And after listening to this album as much as I have in preparation for this review, I think it may have actually landed at the perfect time.

So Many Other Realities… runs through 20 songs in just over an hour, but it feels like a breezy and cohesive listen. A handful of tracks are under two minutes, like the off-kilter “Sterling,” which seems to be about Slug discovering his love of music as an escape from real life. “When the preachers and pastors speak about the rapture, I think about eating the Stratocasters.” There’s also “After Tears,” featuring Atmosphere’s labelmate and previous tour support Sa-Roc. She leads the track without any Slug vocals at all, rapping poignantly about the end of a bad relationship. Even giving a nod to the group in the closing lyrics, “So maybe I need space so I can face that which I fear, that me without you might be a vast improvement in my atmosphere. So choose your fate.”

A handful of other features are also contributors close to the Atmosphere family. Shepard Albertson delivers the chorus on “Eventide,” a general lamenting track that fits right into the Atmosphere catalog. Albertson was previously featured on “Crimson Skies” by Felt, the collaboration between Atmosphere and California rapper Murs. “Talk Talk” is a wild dance-inspired cut, potentially giving props to the ‘80s synthpop-turned-‘90s post-rock band Talk Talk. The bulk of the track is carried by Bat Flower, aka fellow Minneapolis musician Dan Monick. Monick played drums for Lifter Puller, the band Craig Finn and Tad Kubler were in together before The Hold Steady, and the namesake of “Lifter Puller” from Atmosphere’s 2003 album Seven’s Travels. Lastly, British neo-soul singer Murkage Dave provides the emotional hook on “Still Life,” one of the post-pandemic anthems on the album. Slug raps, “Poison in the well, airborne contagions, government surveillance, and home invasions. We’ve been predicting Armageddon ever since the beginning.” To no fault of Atmosphere’s, I’m a bit burnt out on the topic of “still life” in music, but due to the nature of the theme here, I think it’s pulled off very well by Atmosphere and Murkage Dave alike. This is the first time the two have crossed paths, with hopefully chances to do it again moving forward.

Ant’s production throughout the LP also shines with a mix of traditional-sounding, jazz- and soul-sampled instrumentals to totally off-the-wall electronic-driven beats that remind me of some of Paul White’s music on Danny Brown’s recent albums. “In My Head” is a highlight, with the relatively sparse production underneath echoing synths and unconventional piano stabs. It complements Slug’s distorted vocals perfectly, and his lyrics about anxiety and paranoia. Or the 6-minute penultimate track “Sculpting With Fire,” led by a baseline nearly reminiscent of the underground theme from Super Mario Bros. There are plenty of odd, space-age sound effects riddled throughout while Slug composes the final, core farewell. “When I go, I hope I go from supernatural causes. But man, I'm exhausted, it's all about how you handle your losses and whether or not you recognize that you're toxic. You're a product of putting the prophecy below the profit.” The track’s last lyric gives some context to the album title: “Let's bring it back to the original topic. It's a graham cracker, marshmallow, and some chocolate.” Those would be the ingredients to s’mores, and with a word attached to each letter, you get So Many Other Realities Exist Simultaneously. In an interview with British rap magazine UKHH, Slug says, “I named it that because I wanted to see people try and say it,” but doesn’t specifically mention why “s’mores” was his snackronym of choice.

The very end of the album is the “Okay” reprise, which I could have done with or without. I think “Sculpting With Fire” is such a strong finish to the world Atmosphere created, but reprising the opener does cleanse the palette a bit and drives home the idea of perseverance even through unpredictability. With that said, the subpar moments on So Many Other Realities are microscopic compared to how exceptional the great bulk of it is. Even closing out on another track’s coda doesn’t tarnish the hour.

Atmosphere is one of the most prolific hip-hop artists working these days (not including multi-dozen mixtape rappers), averaging about an album every two years since 1997. For any band, no matter how great, it’s pretty rare that every single release is gonna be a knockout at that rate. While I haven’t loved or listened to every single album since When Life Gives You Lemons, it’s a true accomplishment that they’re able to put out a record this captivating with this much going on in it so late in their career. And if I’ve observed Atmosphere for long enough, I don’t think we’ll have to wait too long for the next one. At least not in this reality.


Logan Archer Mounts once almost got kicked out of Warped Tour for doing the Disturbed scream during a band’s acoustic set. He currently lives in Rolling Meadows, IL, but tells everyone he lives in Palatine.

Grave Saddles – ​​Willie Nelson Golfing Dream #3 | Single Premiere

Really Rad Records

The one-word pitch I would give for Grave Saddles is “countrygaze!” If that semi-fake combination of genres makes you think, ‘fuck yeah,’ then this one’s for you. If you appreciate a pastoral view and a cool breeze just as much as you like blowing your eardrums out to Cloakroom, then you’re in the right place. If you dig crushing riffs just as much as you love crushing brews, then this is the band for you. 

Grave Saddles represents a promise placed at the exciting middle section of these two sounds. In their music, we hear distorted shoegaze guitars that jangle, twang, and hum but also know when to sweep things up into a big, chaotic dustbowl of noise. The vocals are often crunched up and just as distorted and twangy as the guitar. The end result is a sound that fleshes out a distinct version of shoegaze that’s caked in dirt and grit like a car traveling cross-country. If you want an introduction to Grave Saddles, there’s no better time to start than right now with the goofily-named “​​Willie Nelson Golfing Dream #3.”

“​​Willie Nelson Golfing Dream #3” is a conflicted love song that finds our hero desperately trying to pin down their emotions. The only scene-setting exposition we get is an allusion to springtime, which is placed over a world-weary guitar strum. The following line immediately delves into the topic at hand while accidentally evoking mid-90s family-friendly films as the lyrics question, “What exactly is that thing you do?” 

We soon learn our narrator is “absolutely fawning” over whoever it is they’re singing about, but with that elation comes a price. The song's emotional core comes in the chorus, which lays out exactly how it feels to have found your person and then not be able to spend as much time around them as you’d like.

​​I’ve got mixed feelings about you
Making things this fun
Cuz all the times without you now drag
On and on and on

That was some real shit you just said, Grave Saddles. 

While the relationship depicted in this song seems like it’s still fresh, this type of sweeping and all-consuming love is all one could ever hope for. Time will tell how this infatuation influences the band’s songwriting going forward, but for now, I’m happy to saddle up to these emotions and commiserate with the awkward feeling of missing someone you love so dearly.

This song is just one of three that make up an EP coming later this month via Really Rad Records. If you haven’t been paying attention, Portland, Oregon’s Really Rad has been on an absolute tear. Since this time last year, they’ve put out attention-grabbing emo releases from Avec Plaisir, Celebration Guns, A Place For Owls, and Swiss Army Wife. They’ve also released the awesome Violent Picture / Violent Sound by Dosser, a “contemporary grunge band” that sits somewhere between Drug Church and Taking Meds. The label has been around since 2014 but has really started to up its game in recent years with a string of impressive releases, up to and including this new Grave Saddle EP.

While three songs might sound lightweight for an EP, anyone familiar with Grave Saddles’ last release, 2022 Tour Tape, will know just how substantive three songs can be. That tape is comprised of two pitch-perfect countrygaze songs and is capped off by a 9-minute rendition of “Minnesota” by The Mountain Goats. Those three tracks combine for a woozy listen that makes a strong case for Grave Saddles as a band and countrygaze as a concept.

The band’s latest collection of tracks is called There You Ain't and drops on May 23rd via Really Rad Records. Lead single “​​Willie Nelson Golfing Dream #3” will be available on all streaming services tomorrow. 

Ness Lake – i lean in to hear you sing / bl0ss0m | Single Premiere

SELF-released

Like many people, the first time I went to New York was an event. Not only was I going to visit the greatest city in the world for the first time at the ripe age of 28, but I was also going to visit my long-distance girlfriend and meet her family. It was a lot to take in, prep for, and look forward to. At the time, I was fresh off a Succession binge and even had my own little dorky playlist of New York-themed songs to hype myself up for the journey. I had no idea what to expect, but the trip went swimmingly. My girlfriend, a NY native, took me all over Brooklyn and Manhattan; I saw Coney Island, walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, and ate some of the best meals I’ve ever had in my life. One night I also had a drug-induced panic attack.

In a classic case of not knowing my limits, one night, I found myself wide awake at 3 am, petrified with fear, staring at the ceiling of our Air BnB as she slept soundly beside me. Physically everything was perfect and still, but the inside of my head was a panicky horror movie where I was continually experiencing my own death. Eventually, my restlessness woke her up, and I had to explain what was going on. In a moment of complete compassion and love, she put on some Yo La Tengo and sleepily talked me through another hour or so of Generally Bad Vibes until we both passed out in the early hours of the morning. 

This was a formative experience for me and not something I ever want to put myself or my partner through ever again. It was also a pivotal moment in my relationship – this person I’d only known for a few months was sweet and caring enough to talk me through this experience. It was love. 


The newest songs from Ness Lake stem from a similar brush with the psyche that bandleader Chandler Lach experienced at the end of 2021. After experiencing the intense realization that all relationships ultimately end in either breakups or death, Lach began reflecting on the series of failed relationships that led him to this point in his life. 

Anyone that’s had even one relationship gone south can likely relate to concluding that they are the problem. Of course, every relationship (should be) 50/50, and the weight can never entirely be placed upon one person’s shoulders, but still, when one finds themselves looking back at a string of bad breakups and failed partnerships, it’s hard not to think that you are the common denominator. As Lach puts it, he grew to expect every relationship to fail and learned to avoid vulnerability in the process. 

His solution? Lean in. 

“i lean in to hear you sing” is the title track, lead single, and mantra-like sentiment that Lach has been returning to ever since that panic attack he experienced two years ago. In the wake of these personal realizations (and the dissolution of yet another relationship), he arrived at the conclusion that “leaning in” and committing is the answer. 

It’s easy to avoid intimacy, love, or a real relationship when you’re sure it’s going to fail from the outset. It’s also easy to find yourself in a “relationship” that is more emulation than truthfully sharing yourself with another person. You can feel like you’re getting all the benefits of a relationship on paper, but it’s merely a superficial checking of boxes that robs you of genuine connection. 

“i lean in to hear you sing” is a melodic and earwormy bedroom emo song with a chorus that has embedded itself deep in my brain after only a few listens. First laid out in a demo two years ago, the mind behind Ness Lake spent the intervening time returning to his own words and bringing them to life through multiple iterations, eventually culminating in this final version of the song. 

According to Lach, he and Marco Aziel (of Kiss Your Friends) spent about two years wringing the best out of these songs, thinking through every single aspect of the music, and figuring out how these sentiments could come to life visually. The music video is a kaleidoscopic swirl of colors pulled directly off the album art, all pulsating in time with the music as hand-written MS Paint lyrics guide the viewer past 3D Blender models and home video footage.

The second part of the band’s new double single is “bl0ss0m,” a tune that first appeared on an EP called marry the moon in 2021. While the first version of this song was a shaky and inward acoustic track, the newer rendition is considered and confident with electronic elements that sputter to life over the course of its three minutes. When compared to its original incarnation, “bl0ss0m” ends up being a perfect showcase for the artistic and personal growth that its creator has undergone in the intervening years. 

Similarly concerned with love and connection as its counterpart, “bl0ss0m” is about how you have to work for the beauty and love you find in your life. In Lach’s words, “If the conditions aren’t right, you have to be prepared for things to die.” Again, this song strikes upon the notion that your relationships have to be an intentional endeavor. In this way, both “i lean in to hear you sing” and “bl0ss0m” are perfect companions.  

Together these two tracks make an exciting update from Ness Lake and provide a perfect amuse-bouche for the project’s upcoming 14th album, which releases in-full next week on May 4th. Both “i lean in to hear you sing” and “bl0ss0m” will be available on all streaming services tomorrow.

 
 

Jesus Piece – ...So Unknown | Album Review

Century Media Records

There’s a spotlight on hardcore these days that is undeniable. Even if you’re only passively following the genre, it’s hard to avoid the hype. What’s interesting about this broader attention is that, historically, heavier music has been a much more underground style and therefore hasn’t typically attracted as many open eyes and ears. Nowadays, mostly thanks to TikTok and other social media, people don’t have to try as hard to discover art that falls outside the usual commercial guidelines of what is consumable and proven to sell to the masses. The combination of the “Turnstile Effect” and social media algorithms means that people who never would’ve previously considered engaging with the scene now have a foot in the door. To top it all off, there’s a virtually endless stream of live footage exposing countless bands to new audiences, maybe even more than the albums those bands release. All of this feels considered, understood, and taken into account on Jesus Piece’s heavy and determined second LP …So Unknown.

From the second the record starts, there is no breathing room. “In Constraints” kicks things off with vocalist Aaron Heard roaring the opening lines by himself for a matter of seconds before the full band stampedes in behind him, and things don’t let up once from there. Track after track, we’re beaten, pummeled, battered, and bruised by crushing riffs, thunderous drums, harrowing growls, and screams spitting pissed-off anthems of exhaustion and fighting through malaise. In all honesty, the relentlessness of it all washed over me with little effect the first few times I sat with the album. It goes hard. It goes very hard, but it didn’t connect much deeper for me at first. However, I know myself well enough to know I can be a hard sell. I have a joke amongst my friends where I claim that I don’t like movies anymore due to how picky and over convention I am. I didn’t dislike this record by any means, but something felt a bit distant. It wasn’t until I threw the album on while working out that things began to click for me a bit more.

What is apparent on …So Unknown is that Jesus Piece have written a conscious and active album that speaks directly to the crowds they’re playing to and will be playing to in the future. These crowds will range from the TikTok kids who are there because they saw a wild video online and want to experience it for themselves to 30-somethings like me who’ve always had a foot in the scene. I’m not going to front and say I throwdown in the pit. I can’t lie and claim I have a history of doing so whatsoever. I’ve been going to heavy shows since I was 14, but even in my younger days, I always admired them at arm’s length. I like a rowdy audience and a good crowd surf as much as the next guy, but the inherent violence that comes with a proper pit isn’t something I’ve felt compelled to experience firsthand. I’m content as a present observer. These songs weren’t written for me. They’re first and foremost written for the band members to expel and push themselves to darker and heavier depths, but they’re also clearly written to pop the fuck off live. These songs were written to soundtrack bodies in motion.

FTBS” may be the best example of this, with its driving pace and call to “fuck the bullshit” if you don’t like what you’re hearing. Or take a song like “Fear of Failure,” whose sinister opening riff moves effortlessly into the crushing, doom-paced breakdown of the ending. There’s not a complacent moment on the record. Jesus Piece see what’s in front of them and are attacking it head-on. Every song needs to hit, so every song hits. The only real instance of any kind of reprieve is found in “Silver Lining,” a track that finds Heard ruminating on the deep love he has for his child. Even so, it would still be the hardest track on a lesser band’s album. 

I truly feel that any song from …So Unknown could’ve been a single, and that feels by design. There are countless Finn McKenty-types who will wax poetic about how “the album” is dead and the algorithm is capital G God these days but as much as I hate to admit it, they have a point. As a musician myself, I understand the reality of releasing music in 2023. Singles are king, but albums still matter, and it’s comforting to see a band understand and appreciate this. …So Unknown offers a tight 28 minutes of hardcore, and while it can feel a bit one note at times, it really grew on me even in the short time I’ve spent with it, and I am glad I gave it the time and space to do so. Putting this record into the context of physical movement really amplified my experience and has made me eager to witness it the way it was intended - in a room surrounded by a few hundred people all climbing over each other and screaming, “FUCK THE BULLSHIT!”


Christian Perez is a member of the band Clot and is always trying his best to exist gently.

Kicksie – Slouch | Album Review

Counter Intuitive Records

Kicksie’s previous full-length, All My Friends, was released in August 2020, a time when society was essentially folding into itself as we collectively came to terms with the fact that COVID was not just a couple-month-long endeavor. Much of the world was forced to shuffle indoors and find ways to occupy their time, unknowingly unearthing who they are without any external means of coping. I was no different, as I too found myself burnt out with work, mundane online college courses, and life in general. While I don’t exactly remember how Kicksie’s 13-track pandemic release came into my field of view, I was immediately taken aback by the effect it had on my life. The opening track, “Sleepyhead,” had me wanting to run through a wall, all without using down-tuned guitars, breakdowns, or aggressive pit calls. This is where Kicksie finds their niche-- hard-hitting lyrics that stick to your brain for weeks on end, all while sounding like the soundtrack to a blockbuster coming-of-age movie.

Almost three years later, Kicksie, otherwise known as 22-year-old Giuliana Mormile, still never seems to lapse in consistency when it comes to creating captivating hooks and charismatic lyrics. The indie bedroom pop-emo project carries on its impressive run of self-recorded releases, this time around backed by scene anchor Counter Intuitive Records. One might find it daunting to release an album alongside labelmates with as much experience under their belts as Origami Angel, Oso Oso, and Mom Jeans; however, Mormile holds their own and then some on every track throughout their fifth full-length album, Slouch.

The record goes on an absolute tear in the first five tracks, which include the album's two singles, “You’re On” and “Sinking In.” Mormile tiptoes a fine line between confrontational, almost boastful lyricism on some tracks while being entirely introspective on others. She leans on this strength throughout the release, finding an immaculate balance between making the listener feel on top of the world, then at their lowest point, all within the span of a few minutes.

The first three tracks all portray Mormile at their feistiest. It’s in these tracks where crumbling relationships are confronted, including one song about having a complete lack of sympathy for straight-up stealing someone’s girlfriend. Track four, “Arcade,” is where the earnestness and lack of certainty begin to spill out. It is a spectacular love song about being unsure who someone really is in comparison to your expectations. Starting the track with melancholic chords, Mormile shows off her keen ability to pair lyrics with an exquisite vocal melody.

Tracks like “You’re On,” “Sinking In,” and “Go-Getter” all display Mormile’s pop-rock abilities at their finest, striking the listener with loud, memorable choruses. Although this is not all the album has to offer, she does a hell of a job writing slower, pensive tracks like my favorite, “Wish I Was (Anyone Else).”  The album offers a satisfying spread of upbeat, energetic pop-rock tracks alongside emo-tinged slow burners.

Many bands get away with writing 10 or 12 okay-ish tracks on a new album and calling it a day. It’s clear that Kicksie put their all into each and every song–not a single cut on Slouch lacks emotion or musicianship. While the two singles chosen for this release represent the album well, literally any other song could’ve done the same. 

Although it may seem obvious to some, I had to take a step back when listening to this album and appreciate how much these songs simply make me feel. Kicksie does a phenomenal job of crafting high-quality music, all while connecting with the listener on a personal level. Given the level of production and musicianship on display, it’s hardly accurate to call this a “bedroom” project anymore. Slouch launches Kicksie into a realm that longtime fans always knew the band would reach. 


Brandon Cortez is a writer/musician residing in El Paso, Texas. When not playing in shitty local emo pop punk bands, he can be found grinding Elden Ring on his second cup of cold brew. Find him on Twitter @numetalrev.