LARP of Luxury is a new adventure through Desire and Sound by New Zealand’s digital-fantasist: Eyeliner. Nine tracks of romanced-commodities re-imagined as a virtual-vacation destinations and add-to-cart artifacts. From the kinetic-grooves and intimate finger-swipes of “iPod Touch” to the exfoliating pristine-reverb wash of “The North Face”, LARP of Luxury is the perfect augment to a contemporary life full of near-futures longing. Crystalline CPU-conservative VSTs paint a Nu-World of potential and promise, where products dissolve into ephemeral lifestyle-choices and recycled genres occupy our subconscious cached for future purchases; musical concepts as prole-drift-desktop-wallpaper, the marketplace soundtrack to the virtual muscle-bound avatar.
Eyeliner is the alias of one Luke Rowell of Wellington, New Zealand, synthesist, producer and deep-thought enthusiast. LARP of Luxury is the follow up to his popular “High Fashion Mood Music”, considered a definitive example of the netmusic genre #vaporwave. Eyeliner renders thought-tools into musical-environs, exploring where post-consumer/post-scarcity “vibes” collide with real-world artists’ toast-again poverty.
LARP of Luxury is the roleplay of desire, the act of fashion, a post-consumer social-network profile of an artist faking comfort. Let Eyeliner soundtrack your life-pretend, add new totems of promise to your iTunes playlist. Join Eyeliner as he stares through the Windows. Download a brand new desktop-theme for 2013, indulge in a LARP of Luxury and live the lifestyle you deserve.
Sleaford Mods started out sometime during 2006 whilst Jason Williamson was living in Nottingham. Born out of part frustration and part accident, it quickly found its feet as an aggressive verbal onslaught on all that is contrived and connected to the day-to-day hammer of low paid employment and domestic situations arising from that trap. After a year of working ideas out in both the studio and in live performance around Nottingham, Williamson moved south and took the cause to London for a couple of years, before returning to Nottingham in 2009.
Soon after that he that he met Andrew Fearn and the Sleaford Mods became a duo. Fearn’s first work was on the production of “Wank” – the Mods’ fifth CDr album. Soon after he started stalking the studio and stage with Williamson.
Just after the release of “Wank” the duo were invited to play a three day festival curated by Nottingham’s Rammel Club. During that weekend they were introduced to the Harbinger Sound label. A meeting which – a year later – resulted in the release of the “Austerity Dogs” vinyl LP. Numerous shows around the UK and Europe followed, including further festival appearances. Rave reviews of the album appeared in magazines as diverse as The Wire and Uncut, along with interviews being published both on paper and on the internet, both here and abroad.
With more international dates on the horizon including excursions to Poland and Sweden the interest in the Mods continues to spread. 2013 will not only see four 7″ releases, but at the end of the year the latest album should see a release – again on the Harbinger Sound label – in both the vinyl and CD format.
Basement Up is a trio of emcees out of Frankfort, KY. The group’s name and meaning were derived from their early recording history, which started in a home basement studio and was later moved to an attic. The name is also a metaphor to signify a persons rise from the “bottom to the top” in life situations. It is those stories of struggle and triumph along with a shared interest in music that brought the three and their talents together nearly 10 years ago.
The future of the Basement Up is one of hopeful promise, in which the group will continue their current trek of recording, performing, and self-promotion in order to spread their sound to a larger audience. Currently, they are off their newest release titled “Ubuntu”, which is the second studio LP in Basement Up’s catalogue, to accompany 2011′s release “No Fillers”.
“The snow nation is eating your brain and your young heart – dark as the apocalypse. So just go perish in the snøw. mø mø mø MØ MØ MØ”