Kutmah

Kutmah's BLK/SMR is your anti-BBQ soundtrack. It's your summer is over, back to school funeral march. I meant that as a compliment. 

I don't think I've ever covered anything by Kutmah on Syffal. He hardly needs the press. But this surprise beat record was just too good to not toss into the lion cage. Feast!

In case you don't know, Kutmah was a staple in the early beat scene that would become the prolific Low End Theory and spawn international artists such as Daedalus and Flying Lotus and Gaslamp Killer. Basically he had a ham sammich in putting bass music on everybody's gay-dar. I'm pretty sure I don't have to break it down for you, but if you didn't know any of this, go do your homework, kid. 

After being deported to the UK in 2010, Kutmah has continued touring and producing music from a camp set up decidedly in left field. Every now and then, he likes to drop a project on our heads like a bucket of fuck y'all. BLK/SMR (Black Summer) is just that kind of mysterious release. 

Without fanfare and seemingly from out of nowhere, BLK/SMR is what to throw on at the BBQ once the sun goes down and all the people leave. It's the soundtrack to finishing off all the potato salad in a lean dream state. It's the noise of your bowels as they fight against the chicken flesh soon to be lodged in your colon. BLK/SMR is the epitome of a soupy beat buffet and I pulled my chair right up to the fucking counter with two spoons.