Internet Songs of the Week

Trust Fund - Football

Turnstile

Ellis Jones has never been shy about his relationship with the beautiful game (see the  reference to falling asleep in front of it in Cut Me Out). On the latest teaser of Trust Fund’s upcoming album he positions the universality of footie as a solution to the age old conundrum of relationship ennui. That’s pretty smart right?

The song continues to showcase Trust Fund’s seemingly involuntary talent for writing the kind of melodies that enter your head and simply refuse to fuck off. The video features soundbites from the infamous 1988 FA Cup final clash between Liverpool and Wimbledon and a Bristol City shirt that made my office extremely proud and nostalgic.

There are no dogs this time though. (I know, I’m pissed too.)

Billy Black

Empress Of - Standard

Terrible Records

I do love a good pop song, and if catchy hooks and splintering vocals tickle your rhubarb, then Lorely Rodriguez’s Standard is just the thing to round off a week’s hard work. Layered harmonies start off the track, shortly followed by surging synths and dreamy vocals. Like a flickering film-reel, Rodriguez casts snapshots of her life into the listener’s ears. “See the distance that comes between us/ Is it measured by the weight of gold?” she cries as she reflects on the gentrification of her native Brooklyn and her failing relationship.

Now that that’s cheered you up – happy Friday!

Gunseli Yalcinkaya

Jay Rock - Vice City ft. Black Hippy

TDE

In a Black Hippy/Beatles analogy, Danny Brown once compared Kendrick to McCartney, Schoolboy Q to Lennon, Ab-Soul to Harrison and – half-jokingly – Jay Rock to Ringo. You’d be forgiven for thinking that the concept of Black Hippy as a group had been pretty much forgotten about by this stage, but here the boys have chipped in to help drum up some buzz around Jay Rock’s long-awaited second album 90059, which is released today. Stylistically, Jay Rock might be Black Hippy’s most conservative member, but there’s an unhinged trippyness to Vice City that’s marked each member’s work. It’s kind of like the West Coast rap equivalent to Octopus’s Garden. You heard that here first. 

Davy Reed

Dilly Dally - Purple Rage

Partisan Records

We’ve all felt it – that itch. Something deep within that says, “it’s time to move on”. Or, “you need to push harder”. Or, “your hair looks shit, get a haircut”.

Everyone has their own ways of dealing with that thirst for rebirth, too. Author Emer O’ Toole periodically shaves her head, loads of people go off on gap yahs to find themselves, and if you’re anything like me, once in a while you need to get off the web – I can usually tell it’s time when I start using internet acronyms in everyday conversation. LOL.

Vocalist of Dilly Dally, Katie Monks, has her own ways of self-strengthening.

When I have been badly hurt in the past, I am usually filled with a huge amount of energy. I always try to use that energy to make myself ‘stronger’ and ‘tougher.’ For me, that has meant working harder on the band and my art shit, quitting cigarettes cold turkey after being a pack a day smoker, dying my hair weird colours, investing more energy into my friends… all kinds of stuff. It’s kinda like you become a superhero version of yourself… and no one can fuck with you.

Purple Rage is an empowerment anthem performed in the style of Courtney Love fronting Weezer. I’m in – so if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna GTFO the internet. Happy weekend.

Sammy Jones