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This is my best friend Tim. Tim is a rapper. If you don't understand because I didn't give him a rap nomdeplume, dude's rap name is Alaska. He's been one of my favorite rappers since before I met him, and after I met him I didn't even know he was the rapper I was already a huge fan of. It's kismet we're besties, not just because I can brag that he's what this song entails, but because he's SUPES HANDSOME. All cockrubbing aside, peep the new single from power pop duo Words Hurt, featuring rappering by Alaska and production by Lang Vo. Also, the B Side has some guesties in Marilyn Carino (LOVE HER, LOVE HER SHOW!) and Hemlock Ernst aka Sam Herring from Future Islands.  This is the lead...

Allow me to fanboy out a second right quick. NEW P.O.S.????? BROLY SHIT BRO, I FUCKING NEEDED SOMETHING TO ESCORT MY FISTS INTO THE FUCKING AIR LIKE I NEEDED THE SNOW TO FUCKING MELT AND A NICE STEADY RAIN RINSE OFF ALL THE BULLSHIT MEMORIES OF A WINTER THAT CAN SUCK MY ASS. A new P.O.S. is exactly what the fuck I wanted without knowing I wanted it damnit. (Is this where the kids say "yaaaas"? JUST WONDERING.) P.O.S.'s "sleepdrone​/​superposition" is an eight minute and forty eight second rage filled celebration of anger. The only thing consistent throughout this entire song is your fingernails buried deep into the skin of your palms. Holy FUCK this dude encites the part of me that wants to break shit, and then calmly and...

California sample-pop band TV Girl has a new record out. A record that asks the question that most need asking when the time comes for asking the questions that need asking, Who Really Cares? The new project sounds like TV Girl. There’s nothing remarkably different about it. If you liked TV Girl before you’re still going to like them. If you didn’t, then who really cares? The heaving-hitting “Song About Me!,” featuring Maddie Acid, is a standout banger. It has this recess b-a-n-a-n-a-s break that makes me want to procure a milkshake and bring it promptly to said yard. It’s like Zooey Deschanel eating Hot Cheetos and Takis. Munch! It’s like it’s past 8 and there’s a DJ in the auditorium and I’m high on sour straws...

This dude Kauf makes electronic music that makes me want to swim in fucking pudding.  THERE, I SAID IT. Not "fucking pudding" bro, I ain't into other people's fluids and shit, but fucking "pudding". I mean that seductively smooth and thickly viscoused delivery vessel for the delicious bro, THAT pudding. Kauf is the mayor of viscosity city bro.  Every fucking song this dude drops feels like I've heard it a thousand times before, and not only is his shit erotically relaxing, it makes me feel like however fucking fast life is flying by me, I still have my Kauf to swallow with my side face holes to calm me the fuck down. It's almost like Kauf understands that life is extremely and uncontrollably fast for most of us and it...

Brzowski is the homie. He’s a kindred spirit out there on the road. When you realize you’re on the same bill as a rapper from Portland, Maine opening for Grandmaster Bizzy Bee in San Di-fucking-ego, you just know.  Ole Brz has teamed up with fellow Portlander, C Money Burns, and morphed into doomsday rap duo, Vinyl Cape with DJ Mo Niklz. (The lack of vowels in Maine, I find disconcerting.) Vinyl Cape's apocalyptic li’l ditty, “Ordinary Monsters featuring Renee Coolbrith” recorded as theme music for Damnationationland Horror Film Festival, makes me want to open my arms to the end. Makes me want to dance on our graves. Makes me want to bare ass, full moon a mushroom cloud. Makes me drive my...

One of our favorite production duos and fine cheese connoisseurs, Morbidly-O-Beats and Hoot are gutter$nipe$. Their first single is "DOUBLEBAGGED". It's like Peewee Herman jackin it in the back of a XXX short attention span theatre. Give me a moment to get the soles of my shoes unstuck from the floor and my zipper up. With each violent flip of image or ass, of somehow soulful yet sedated sample or precise partition of polyrhythmic poonanny, the track goes all Clockwork Orange on my penis sculpture. Put it over a loop of fuzzed out, scramble-porn and slow motion double dutch and you have yourself a video that I'd watch. Thanks for keeping us up on the new new, fellers.  Their debut LP, Collected Unconsciousness is out via ...

I've been blessed to be included somehow in a group of rappers and producers all working under the umbrella of French artist Bertrand Blanchard. Bertrand started Hello.L.A. as a place to slang his art, and, what he is most known for, his concert and music posters. His taste in bands, as evidenced by who he chose to make posters for, fit to my sensibilities like a cog in a huge machine. So we were instantly friendly. Bertrand even designed the current incarnation of our Syffal logo as seen on social media.  But Bertrand would soon transform Hello.L.A. from art house to actual record label. Blanchard curates some of the most interesting, underground, slept...

Pretty impressed with the song here, but even more impressed/depressed after reading the lyrics and understanding what's been happening without my knowledge. I couldn't say it any better than Sidney here. So... Peep the write up from Sidney Chase and then give the song a spin or three. Also, if you're so inclined, consider purchasing the track from their bandcamper linked in the image.  This song was written by transgender writer and artist Sidney Chase. It is about the 17 deaths of transgender women of color this year alone. The track is name your own price, because every download sold will go straight to Trans Women of Color Collective, an organization set on uplifting the narratives and ending the genocide of trans women of color.  You don't have to be...

Say what you want about our little blog here, but our fearless (pssst, he's totes afraid of condiments bro) founder Alaska is fucking balls. With his latest drop we see Alaska side by side, neck to neck, arm in arm, man flesh to man flesh with SYFFAL favorite Elsphinx, and not only do their voices meld deliciously together, but they're a perfect demonstration of super old guy rapping super dope and super young guy on his way to being super old and super dope. YES, I just called Alaska old, but I also mentioned the dopeness of the dude. If you don't hear that, you're a dickknuckle in need of some serious fondling. While I've been best friends with Tim for almost ten years, I've never heard him sit back in a track like on...

Life lesson: When it comes to new music recommendations always give your coworkers the benefit of the doubt. Generally they all mean well and deserve your ear’s attention. Except for that one ahole that insists on doing multiple stop-n-chats in your office when you're clearly busy and asks you to play Train during meetings. They deserve nothing but extreme disdain. Get bent, Gina! Serenity now! Where was I? Oh yeah, I mention all of this because I’ve been mesmerized by a co-worker’s recommendation for a little while now. BTW Did I say a little while? I lied. Sin Fin released their debut EP, Volver, way back in January, which in internet time is just about 500 years, but I needed all that time to myself. Del time is very important. I had to come...