Monday, September 16, 2024

Burial be like

 Someone posted this on Twitter, I can't remember who

Burial songs be like

*thunderstorm sfx*
*6 separate vinyl crackle loops*
(ASMR whisper) π‘œπ“ƒ π“‚π“Ž π‘œπ“Œπ“ƒ...
*moody ambient synth*
*UKG beat mixed -8db below the crackle sounds*
(nightcored R&B vocal) ALL YOUR LOVIN’s GONE
*entire song stops*
(in the distance) α΄…α΄α΄œΚ™ΚŸα΄‡ α΄‹Ιͺʟʟ...


I chuckled, we all chuckled...  

But then self-parody is the price - the inevitable next stage - of originality

Only true originals get parodied by others... only originals tip over into self-parody, at some point. 


^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^


How I put in Pitchfork when blurbing  "Strange Neighbourhood":

The mark of achieved style for an artist is when you can be parodied – by yourself as much as by others. So yes, you could say that “Strange Neighbourhood” and the almost-album it comes from, Anti-Dawn, are formulaic. But it’s a formula Burial patented. He owns this sound:  the shivery shards of imploring vocals that flare up like embers carried aloft by the wind, the funeral-parlor organ swells,  the moist reverberance and muffled found-sounds, the disconcerting pauses and glitchy lapses where it feels like the track is giving up the ghost.  Rather than seeming deja, this 11-minute audio-movie evocation of the hauntedness of urban space impacts with feels-like-the-first-time freshness.  You start to think Burial could carry on like this forever. It doesn’t hurt that his music’s signature mood of orphaned desolation suits the emotional rawness and fragility of our times more than ever. 


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