Young Montana’s New Album
Photo by Adele Reed
Usually when I hear new Young Montana music, my first thought is “what the fuuuuuuuuuuuu……” and my mind ruffles up like a throttled chicken on psychedelics before floating up to the ceiling of my skull. And then before I can realize what the hell is happening, I am up dancing in the middle my living room, hand still in claw from clicking play, body freaking out like my cells are on fire with moves that I have never made before. My body is possessed: dancing on the floor while I crawl, arms flinging about loosely like gummy worms, hands punching the sky, legs spinning wildly and screams rabidly pushing themselves out of my mouth. Sometimes I just hop up and down, laughing, thankful that music this risky, this profound and this precocious actually exists.
I don’t know the title or any track names, but Young Montana’s new album has been in my top rotation since I received it a few months ago. It has taken me that long to come up with even a few words that can possibly describe its avant-garde mastery, its mind-melting beauty and its body-moving glory. I am smiling right now thinking about it; and now I’m pushing play.
Slippets of soul, funked up samples from a childhood dream, warm rays of sunshine and bass so round that it rolls… the sounds jump from the speaker and morph into a brilliant auditory hallucination of wild shapes and sizes and colors, all mutating and swirling into each other and back out again; they grow into faces and turn into fruits and laugh and bounce uncontrollably to the beat, take the car out for a spin and hump the sky and then scramble in through your ears to find your brain, where somehow – all these pieces fit together perfectly in a hypnotizing hypercolor wash of sonic ecstasy.
So yeah…it’s kind of like that. Put Young Montana on your list of “MUST BUY ALBUMS FOR 2011.”
Waiting is SO hard….here’s a link to Young Montana’s mix for Mary Anne Hobb’s Experimental show on the BBC Radio 1: http://www.mediafire.com/?vdhxmkmyzmg