F*cked Up Friends
Released On: Oct 14, 2008
Released By: anticon. records
Tobacco sometimes runs with a group called Black Moth Super Rainbow. On F*cked Up Friends, his latest mission, he works alone.
Tobacco's tools are analog synths, tape machines, and deformed incantations from throats unknown. His music is a wash of distortion and melody over jagged beats. It amalgamates hypnotic, cosmopolitan pop, gritty, propulsive hip-hop and a night full of fevered dreams. It buoys the spirit, braces the nerves, and smuggles disoriented paranoia deep into the subconscious. These are anxiously driven, effortlessly smooth and unapologetically badass sounds of inner nature.
F*cked Up Friends is a collection of boombox rockers that sidestep lazy nominalizations as they weave their cryptic inferences. "Hairy Candy"echoes the summer-fixated celebrations of BMSR, but with a dark, fevered perimeter. "Hawker Boat" and "Dirt (Instrumental Version)" strain stadium-rock grandeur through a dirty filter and serve it with rocks and salt. "Side 8 (Big Gums Version)," "Backwoods Altar" and "Get My Nails Did" expose a deep menace beneath their enticing rhythms - they get stuck in your head like sinister get-rick-quick schemes,
As a whole, the album establishes a one-man genre. Even with the latest tape-to-tape dubbing technology, F*cked Up Friends can't be duplicated.
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"For his first solo record, he transplants his band's pastoral psychedelia into a more ominous urban setting: Moody melodies that echo the sing-song confections of Air or Boards of Canada are run through a lo-fi blender and poured over jagged hip-hop beats that radiate mischief and dread." — Blender Magazine