E.M.M.A. justifies a reputation that outweighs her scant output - a trio of sweet LP, EP and 7” released over four years ago - with the immersive dream sequence of LA Mermaid for Cali’s excellent Astral Plane crew.
The chunky, percolated dub rawness of E.M.M.A’s early releases is now exchanged for a gauzier sort of depth perception and tighter melodic structures across these five cuts, with little or no concession to the stripped down and modest immediacy of her music.
Her music now sounds more like mutant UK road rap instrumentals or wistful US trap drills than dub or grime, evident in both the title and trip lean of Magna Kanye and like a more lysergic, blue adjunct to Slackk’s R+B mutations in the brittle tics of Pyramids.
At the EP’s centre she nests its most impressive work with the beautifully coy title track nimbly shifting its airy figure from oxidised baroque to heads-down techno and back again in superb style, and Cobalt and then gets it so.damn.right with the slurred trap melt of Cobalt, where you half expect Giggs to come in at any point.
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E.M.M.A. justifies a reputation that outweighs her scant output - a trio of sweet LP, EP and 7” released over four years ago - with the immersive dream sequence of LA Mermaid for Cali’s excellent Astral Plane crew.
The chunky, percolated dub rawness of E.M.M.A’s early releases is now exchanged for a gauzier sort of depth perception and tighter melodic structures across these five cuts, with little or no concession to the stripped down and modest immediacy of her music.
Her music now sounds more like mutant UK road rap instrumentals or wistful US trap drills than dub or grime, evident in both the title and trip lean of Magna Kanye and like a more lysergic, blue adjunct to Slackk’s R+B mutations in the brittle tics of Pyramids.
At the EP’s centre she nests its most impressive work with the beautifully coy title track nimbly shifting its airy figure from oxidised baroque to heads-down techno and back again in superb style, and Cobalt and then gets it so.damn.right with the slurred trap melt of Cobalt, where you half expect Giggs to come in at any point.
Tip!
E.M.M.A. justifies a reputation that outweighs her scant output - a trio of sweet LP, EP and 7” released over four years ago - with the immersive dream sequence of LA Mermaid for Cali’s excellent Astral Plane crew.
The chunky, percolated dub rawness of E.M.M.A’s early releases is now exchanged for a gauzier sort of depth perception and tighter melodic structures across these five cuts, with little or no concession to the stripped down and modest immediacy of her music.
Her music now sounds more like mutant UK road rap instrumentals or wistful US trap drills than dub or grime, evident in both the title and trip lean of Magna Kanye and like a more lysergic, blue adjunct to Slackk’s R+B mutations in the brittle tics of Pyramids.
At the EP’s centre she nests its most impressive work with the beautifully coy title track nimbly shifting its airy figure from oxidised baroque to heads-down techno and back again in superb style, and Cobalt and then gets it so.damn.right with the slurred trap melt of Cobalt, where you half expect Giggs to come in at any point.
Tip!
E.M.M.A. justifies a reputation that outweighs her scant output - a trio of sweet LP, EP and 7” released over four years ago - with the immersive dream sequence of LA Mermaid for Cali’s excellent Astral Plane crew.
The chunky, percolated dub rawness of E.M.M.A’s early releases is now exchanged for a gauzier sort of depth perception and tighter melodic structures across these five cuts, with little or no concession to the stripped down and modest immediacy of her music.
Her music now sounds more like mutant UK road rap instrumentals or wistful US trap drills than dub or grime, evident in both the title and trip lean of Magna Kanye and like a more lysergic, blue adjunct to Slackk’s R+B mutations in the brittle tics of Pyramids.
At the EP’s centre she nests its most impressive work with the beautifully coy title track nimbly shifting its airy figure from oxidised baroque to heads-down techno and back again in superb style, and Cobalt and then gets it so.damn.right with the slurred trap melt of Cobalt, where you half expect Giggs to come in at any point.
Tip!