Brooklyn’s Flatbush Ave. has been brewing with talent since the beginning of hip-hop, but the neighborhood has only been put back on the map in the last year with young talents like the Flatbush Zombies and Joey BadA$$. Now, Zombie and Bada$$ affiliates The Underachievers are adding fuel to the unsigned fire with their latest music video, Gold Soul Theory, directed by Yasha Gruben and Indigo Child Productions.
Smoking weed, snorting coke, and dropping acid is what Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice and producerErick Arc Elliot, collectively known as Flatbush Zombies, are all about. The Brooklyn-based trio regularly uses these vices to escape the world they live in, or rather, DON’T live in. After amassing over 30,000 YouTube views in two days for their viral gem “Thug Waffle” and storming through Austin the other week for SXSW, Flatbush Zombies released their latest video, “S.C.O.S.A.,” last week, and just yesterday, the internet unexpectedly gave leak to the group’s latest single, “Laker Paper.”
The soundtrack to their psychedelic underworld is propelled by the urgent and bass-heavy production of Erick Arc Elliot, which comes off like a DMT-fueled concoction of Gravediggaz, Tech N9ne and Three 6 Mafia. Together, their addictive, haunting soundscapes make even the prissiest of prudes pledge allegiance to the walking dead, as became evident with “Thug Waffle” and “S.C.O.S.A.,” the latter combining warbled and head-pounding bass into a video of blurred and frenzied shots, the trio’s perverse addictions on full display.
The Zombies’ allure is once again evident on “Laker Paper.” The single, with artwork designed by Erick Arc Elliot, opens with glassy-eyed synths and dirty bass guitar that, together, give the track a washed out, alluring feel. The hypnotizing darkness is a perfect compliment for Meechy and Juice’s weed anthem, driven by a drugged out chant on the hook. “Purple in the blunt / Swisher be the paper,” raps the screwed-up vocal. “Mouth full of gold / I’m feeling like a Laker.”
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