this is where i post when i cant be bothered to contribute anything interesting. so eat this
F
ucking sweet. This came out in 1999, it's the original crew of producer extraordinaire (anybody who doesn't own
Madvillainy, hip-hop head or not, get on that sh*t) and MC (as Quasimoto) Madlib and it's just... pure head-nodding funkiness without being outdated/old skool (whatever your bag is). Sort your life out and cop this. If you don't, you hate music and therefore don't belong here. BAN YOURSELF
1997. Morrissey is apparently a racist. He did a song I haven't heard with Bengali in the title which is supposed to be nasty about Indian people. Cornershop are, as the name would suggest if you are British, Indian-British.
This album and this band have been totally blotted out by the huge success of Fatboy Slim's remix of the hit 'Brimful of Asha'.
But sweep all that aside and uncover an album that seamlessly fuses Eastern modes/raga, 90's indie and electronic/dance music AND manages not to sound contrived/a f*cking mess you have an album worth checking out. Peppered with insane instrumentals that at times straddle trip-hip-hop and even
country (don't run away!) and indecipherable/profound lyrics addressing nonsense/racial cliche this is also an album I just know I would enjoy with a spliff, if I still smoked. I don't think that makes any difference I was just running out of things to say now but I don't want to stop. Okay I'm stopping..... now.