A1. Teebs - Why Like This?
A2. Jeremiah Jae - $easons
A3. Lapalux - Without You (feat. Kerry Leatham)
A4. Iglooghost - Bug Thief
A5. TOKiMONSTA - Fallen Arches
B1. Miguel Baptista Benedict - Phemy
B2. Matthewdavid - Group Tea (feat. Flying Lotus)
B3. Martyn - Masks
B4. Mr. Oizo - Ham
B5. Daedelus - Order Of The Golden Dawn
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C1. Jameszoo - Flake
C2. Taylor McFerrin - Place In My Heart (feat. RYAT)
C3. MONO/POLY - Needs Deodorant
C4. Thundercat - Them Changes
D1. DJ Paypal - Slim Trak VIP
D2. Thundercat - Friend Zone (Ross from Friends Remix)
D3. Brandon Coleman - Walk Free (Flying Lotus Remix)
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E1. Thundercat - King of the Hill (feat. BADBADNOTGOOD)
E2. Lapalux - Opilio
E3. Ross from Friends - Squaz
E4. Georgia Anne Muldrow - Myrrh Song
F1. Dorian Concept - Eigendynamik
F2. Louis Cole - Thinking
F3. Iglooghost - Yellow Gum
F4. WOKE - The Lavishments of Light Looking (feat. George Clinton)
F5. PBDY - Bring Me Down (feat. Salami Rose Joe Louis)
F6. Jeremiah Jae - Black Salt
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G1. Flying Lotus - Ain't No Coming Back (feat. BUSDRIVER)
G2. Miguel Atwood-Ferguson - Kazaru
G3. Taylor Graves - Goku
G4. Little Snake - Delusions
H1. Strangeloop - Beautiful Undertow
H2. MONO/POLY - Funkzilla (feat. Seven Davis Jr)
H3. Teebs - Birthday Beat
H4. Moiré - Lisbon
H5. Locust Toybox - Otravine
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A 36 track compilation showcasing the past, present and future of the label. Includes 22 previously unreleased tracks
For the last ten years, Brainfeeder has reminded the world that the future is only as far away as it needs to be. It’s less a label than an international conspiracy to conquer clichéd sounds, a glowing neon helix re-organizing the DNA of hip-hop and house, jazz and ambient, techno and soul, funk and footwork and every other strain of beat music that eludes compartmentalization. The Flying Lotus-founded label has become a sanctified refuge for those who believe that nothing is too weird, genre is largely obsolete, and the wildest style will always reign supreme.
It is where Sun Ra would have signed. It’s the rightful inheritor of Alice Coltrane’s most mystic and astral prayers. George Clinton technically released much of his canonical work on the Casablanca imprint, but when he signed to Brainfeeder, he seemed most spiritually at home. If it isn’t considered among the most innovative and impactful independent labels of the last decade, you probably wandered down the wrong rabbit hole on wholly ineffective hallucinogens.
In the pre-gentrified expanses of Hollywood, the Valley, and Lincoln Heights, at Dublab and at Low End Theory, the lawless sonic collusion sparked what became Brainfeeder. You can hear the formative influences of Radiohead and Dilla, Aphex Twin and Shadow, Boards of Canada and Dr. Dre, John and Alice Coltrane and Portishead, but in the Brainfeeder constellation, they assume wholly original forms. These are beats hexed with delirious sun and stronger sativa, adhering to few of the previous nodes of sound. As Lotus once said: “It’s some Braveheart shit”.
The list of co-conspirators doubles as a short list of the millennium’s best. Scan the tracklist for a reminder of these extraterrestrial Afro-Futurist odysseys, distorted and muddied psychedelia, and samba-infused hymns to the Boxer rebellion. High-powered by MPCs, DMT, and the blinding lightning bolts of invention. Brainfeeder had everything you needed this decade from glittering wind-chime glides to golden apocalypse odes to ecstasy and cats.
If the resuscitation of jazz has been one of the predominant narratives of the last several years, it’s unquestionably due to the lasting impact of the Brainfeeder confederation, via their imagination, wry humor, and total fearlessness. These are artists who exist in in-between states, the interstitial vortices between genre, who don’t merely slap together old ideas to create something new, but rise up from underneath, intuitively aware of the historic cross-pollination of ideas without being academic or pretentious. This is fundamentally LA shit, carefully franchised worldwide to spiritually aligned kinsmen.
The list of classics is scarcely contained over these two volumes - one is retrospective, the other comprises an unreleased future canon. Movements rise and fall, but the ideas espoused over the last ten orbits remain indelible. If Brainfeeder hadn’t built the future, no one else could have even dreamed it.