You Said You'd Hold My Hand Through The Fire
Pairing up with 3XL/Good Morning Tapes' Nueen, Iceboy Violet sounds energised, tracing the ups and downs of a long romance with pithy rhymes that coil and pirouette through gravelly, back room drill and trap inversions. It's achingly beautiful, soaked with Northern rain and fuzzy, after-hours memories - the mid-point between 6LACK, Unknown T, Slug Christ, Yungwebster and Space Afrika we never knew we needed.
Iceboy Violet's been hinting at something this expansive for a minute now, teasing us with EPs and guest appearances before laying their soul bare. 'You Said You'd Hold My Hand' is the Manchester mainstay's weightiest release yet, a confessional rap concept album that inhales the vapors of their nascent 'Drown 2 Float' EP - an ahead-of-its-time beatless reduction of tracks from artists like Drake, Lucki and chynna - and blows them into the cognizant, weightless drill excursions that buoyed releases like last year's 'Not a Dream But a Controlled Explosion'. They came in contact with Nueen after noticing a similarity between their approach to ambient music, and the harmony is immediately palpable. Nueen's productions share a nexus with Iceboy's own: his last EP, 'Link', took as much from Southside, Metro Boomin and 40 as it did from Basic Channel or Gas.
This uncanny synergy allows the duo to follow their dreamiest fantasies - first evident on the almost wordless 'Inside My Head (Interlude)', bending jazzy horns into an anxious, melancholy meditation somewhere betweeing Terry Riley and Future's 'U.O.E.N.O.'. It's indicative of the Lynchian radio rap backdrop that provides Iceboy with a perfect canvas for their most soul-emptying rhymes. A ticking pocket watch replaces the hi-hats on 'Pixel Petals' as if time's running out; "You said you'd hold my hand through the fire, hold my hand with the tightest grip, said it's sublime on the other side of it," oozing palpable pain.
"I'll always carry a piece of you," they mouth on 'Terrence's Time Bomb' over white noise, overdriven 909 womps and blunted tom rolls. And on 'Fragmentary (Eraser)', Iceboy slips into a near croon, calling tearfully to the darkness as Nueen sculpts an impeccable drill bump from winding pads and muffled, wormy pops. The duo invite Dawuna to assist on 'Still', who moans sweetly through Iceboy's gauzy rhymes and Nueen's gristly, gaseous soundscapes, and Manchester's Bennettiscoming appears on 'Kiss Me Again (6am in Helsinki)', providing a soulful chorus as Iceboy tentatively falls in love again. But, ultimately, the duo are most impressive - and most concentrated - when operating on their own. On 'Through the Fire', Iceboy revisits the lyrics from 'Pixel Petals', driving them into euphoria while Nueen replies with a subtle grime-inspired flute loop and whisper-quiet footwork percussion that suggests hope might be on the horizon.
The twists and turns of love have rarely sounded quite so incandescent.
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Pairing up with 3XL/Good Morning Tapes' Nueen, Iceboy Violet sounds energised, tracing the ups and downs of a long romance with pithy rhymes that coil and pirouette through gravelly, back room drill and trap inversions. It's achingly beautiful, soaked with Northern rain and fuzzy, after-hours memories - the mid-point between 6LACK, Unknown T, Slug Christ, Yungwebster and Space Afrika we never knew we needed.
Iceboy Violet's been hinting at something this expansive for a minute now, teasing us with EPs and guest appearances before laying their soul bare. 'You Said You'd Hold My Hand' is the Manchester mainstay's weightiest release yet, a confessional rap concept album that inhales the vapors of their nascent 'Drown 2 Float' EP - an ahead-of-its-time beatless reduction of tracks from artists like Drake, Lucki and chynna - and blows them into the cognizant, weightless drill excursions that buoyed releases like last year's 'Not a Dream But a Controlled Explosion'. They came in contact with Nueen after noticing a similarity between their approach to ambient music, and the harmony is immediately palpable. Nueen's productions share a nexus with Iceboy's own: his last EP, 'Link', took as much from Southside, Metro Boomin and 40 as it did from Basic Channel or Gas.
This uncanny synergy allows the duo to follow their dreamiest fantasies - first evident on the almost wordless 'Inside My Head (Interlude)', bending jazzy horns into an anxious, melancholy meditation somewhere betweeing Terry Riley and Future's 'U.O.E.N.O.'. It's indicative of the Lynchian radio rap backdrop that provides Iceboy with a perfect canvas for their most soul-emptying rhymes. A ticking pocket watch replaces the hi-hats on 'Pixel Petals' as if time's running out; "You said you'd hold my hand through the fire, hold my hand with the tightest grip, said it's sublime on the other side of it," oozing palpable pain.
"I'll always carry a piece of you," they mouth on 'Terrence's Time Bomb' over white noise, overdriven 909 womps and blunted tom rolls. And on 'Fragmentary (Eraser)', Iceboy slips into a near croon, calling tearfully to the darkness as Nueen sculpts an impeccable drill bump from winding pads and muffled, wormy pops. The duo invite Dawuna to assist on 'Still', who moans sweetly through Iceboy's gauzy rhymes and Nueen's gristly, gaseous soundscapes, and Manchester's Bennettiscoming appears on 'Kiss Me Again (6am in Helsinki)', providing a soulful chorus as Iceboy tentatively falls in love again. But, ultimately, the duo are most impressive - and most concentrated - when operating on their own. On 'Through the Fire', Iceboy revisits the lyrics from 'Pixel Petals', driving them into euphoria while Nueen replies with a subtle grime-inspired flute loop and whisper-quiet footwork percussion that suggests hope might be on the horizon.
The twists and turns of love have rarely sounded quite so incandescent.
Pairing up with 3XL/Good Morning Tapes' Nueen, Iceboy Violet sounds energised, tracing the ups and downs of a long romance with pithy rhymes that coil and pirouette through gravelly, back room drill and trap inversions. It's achingly beautiful, soaked with Northern rain and fuzzy, after-hours memories - the mid-point between 6LACK, Unknown T, Slug Christ, Yungwebster and Space Afrika we never knew we needed.
Iceboy Violet's been hinting at something this expansive for a minute now, teasing us with EPs and guest appearances before laying their soul bare. 'You Said You'd Hold My Hand' is the Manchester mainstay's weightiest release yet, a confessional rap concept album that inhales the vapors of their nascent 'Drown 2 Float' EP - an ahead-of-its-time beatless reduction of tracks from artists like Drake, Lucki and chynna - and blows them into the cognizant, weightless drill excursions that buoyed releases like last year's 'Not a Dream But a Controlled Explosion'. They came in contact with Nueen after noticing a similarity between their approach to ambient music, and the harmony is immediately palpable. Nueen's productions share a nexus with Iceboy's own: his last EP, 'Link', took as much from Southside, Metro Boomin and 40 as it did from Basic Channel or Gas.
This uncanny synergy allows the duo to follow their dreamiest fantasies - first evident on the almost wordless 'Inside My Head (Interlude)', bending jazzy horns into an anxious, melancholy meditation somewhere betweeing Terry Riley and Future's 'U.O.E.N.O.'. It's indicative of the Lynchian radio rap backdrop that provides Iceboy with a perfect canvas for their most soul-emptying rhymes. A ticking pocket watch replaces the hi-hats on 'Pixel Petals' as if time's running out; "You said you'd hold my hand through the fire, hold my hand with the tightest grip, said it's sublime on the other side of it," oozing palpable pain.
"I'll always carry a piece of you," they mouth on 'Terrence's Time Bomb' over white noise, overdriven 909 womps and blunted tom rolls. And on 'Fragmentary (Eraser)', Iceboy slips into a near croon, calling tearfully to the darkness as Nueen sculpts an impeccable drill bump from winding pads and muffled, wormy pops. The duo invite Dawuna to assist on 'Still', who moans sweetly through Iceboy's gauzy rhymes and Nueen's gristly, gaseous soundscapes, and Manchester's Bennettiscoming appears on 'Kiss Me Again (6am in Helsinki)', providing a soulful chorus as Iceboy tentatively falls in love again. But, ultimately, the duo are most impressive - and most concentrated - when operating on their own. On 'Through the Fire', Iceboy revisits the lyrics from 'Pixel Petals', driving them into euphoria while Nueen replies with a subtle grime-inspired flute loop and whisper-quiet footwork percussion that suggests hope might be on the horizon.
The twists and turns of love have rarely sounded quite so incandescent.
Pairing up with 3XL/Good Morning Tapes' Nueen, Iceboy Violet sounds energised, tracing the ups and downs of a long romance with pithy rhymes that coil and pirouette through gravelly, back room drill and trap inversions. It's achingly beautiful, soaked with Northern rain and fuzzy, after-hours memories - the mid-point between 6LACK, Unknown T, Slug Christ, Yungwebster and Space Afrika we never knew we needed.
Iceboy Violet's been hinting at something this expansive for a minute now, teasing us with EPs and guest appearances before laying their soul bare. 'You Said You'd Hold My Hand' is the Manchester mainstay's weightiest release yet, a confessional rap concept album that inhales the vapors of their nascent 'Drown 2 Float' EP - an ahead-of-its-time beatless reduction of tracks from artists like Drake, Lucki and chynna - and blows them into the cognizant, weightless drill excursions that buoyed releases like last year's 'Not a Dream But a Controlled Explosion'. They came in contact with Nueen after noticing a similarity between their approach to ambient music, and the harmony is immediately palpable. Nueen's productions share a nexus with Iceboy's own: his last EP, 'Link', took as much from Southside, Metro Boomin and 40 as it did from Basic Channel or Gas.
This uncanny synergy allows the duo to follow their dreamiest fantasies - first evident on the almost wordless 'Inside My Head (Interlude)', bending jazzy horns into an anxious, melancholy meditation somewhere betweeing Terry Riley and Future's 'U.O.E.N.O.'. It's indicative of the Lynchian radio rap backdrop that provides Iceboy with a perfect canvas for their most soul-emptying rhymes. A ticking pocket watch replaces the hi-hats on 'Pixel Petals' as if time's running out; "You said you'd hold my hand through the fire, hold my hand with the tightest grip, said it's sublime on the other side of it," oozing palpable pain.
"I'll always carry a piece of you," they mouth on 'Terrence's Time Bomb' over white noise, overdriven 909 womps and blunted tom rolls. And on 'Fragmentary (Eraser)', Iceboy slips into a near croon, calling tearfully to the darkness as Nueen sculpts an impeccable drill bump from winding pads and muffled, wormy pops. The duo invite Dawuna to assist on 'Still', who moans sweetly through Iceboy's gauzy rhymes and Nueen's gristly, gaseous soundscapes, and Manchester's Bennettiscoming appears on 'Kiss Me Again (6am in Helsinki)', providing a soulful chorus as Iceboy tentatively falls in love again. But, ultimately, the duo are most impressive - and most concentrated - when operating on their own. On 'Through the Fire', Iceboy revisits the lyrics from 'Pixel Petals', driving them into euphoria while Nueen replies with a subtle grime-inspired flute loop and whisper-quiet footwork percussion that suggests hope might be on the horizon.
The twists and turns of love have rarely sounded quite so incandescent.
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Pairing up with 3XL/Good Morning Tapes' Nueen, Iceboy Violet sounds energised, tracing the ups and downs of a long romance with pithy rhymes that coil and pirouette through gravelly, back room drill and trap inversions. It's achingly beautiful, soaked with Northern rain and fuzzy, after-hours memories - the mid-point between 6LACK, Unknown T, Slug Christ, Yungwebster and Space Afrika we never knew we needed.
Iceboy Violet's been hinting at something this expansive for a minute now, teasing us with EPs and guest appearances before laying their soul bare. 'You Said You'd Hold My Hand' is the Manchester mainstay's weightiest release yet, a confessional rap concept album that inhales the vapors of their nascent 'Drown 2 Float' EP - an ahead-of-its-time beatless reduction of tracks from artists like Drake, Lucki and chynna - and blows them into the cognizant, weightless drill excursions that buoyed releases like last year's 'Not a Dream But a Controlled Explosion'. They came in contact with Nueen after noticing a similarity between their approach to ambient music, and the harmony is immediately palpable. Nueen's productions share a nexus with Iceboy's own: his last EP, 'Link', took as much from Southside, Metro Boomin and 40 as it did from Basic Channel or Gas.
This uncanny synergy allows the duo to follow their dreamiest fantasies - first evident on the almost wordless 'Inside My Head (Interlude)', bending jazzy horns into an anxious, melancholy meditation somewhere betweeing Terry Riley and Future's 'U.O.E.N.O.'. It's indicative of the Lynchian radio rap backdrop that provides Iceboy with a perfect canvas for their most soul-emptying rhymes. A ticking pocket watch replaces the hi-hats on 'Pixel Petals' as if time's running out; "You said you'd hold my hand through the fire, hold my hand with the tightest grip, said it's sublime on the other side of it," oozing palpable pain.
"I'll always carry a piece of you," they mouth on 'Terrence's Time Bomb' over white noise, overdriven 909 womps and blunted tom rolls. And on 'Fragmentary (Eraser)', Iceboy slips into a near croon, calling tearfully to the darkness as Nueen sculpts an impeccable drill bump from winding pads and muffled, wormy pops. The duo invite Dawuna to assist on 'Still', who moans sweetly through Iceboy's gauzy rhymes and Nueen's gristly, gaseous soundscapes, and Manchester's Bennettiscoming appears on 'Kiss Me Again (6am in Helsinki)', providing a soulful chorus as Iceboy tentatively falls in love again. But, ultimately, the duo are most impressive - and most concentrated - when operating on their own. On 'Through the Fire', Iceboy revisits the lyrics from 'Pixel Petals', driving them into euphoria while Nueen replies with a subtle grime-inspired flute loop and whisper-quiet footwork percussion that suggests hope might be on the horizon.
The twists and turns of love have rarely sounded quite so incandescent.
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 7-14 Working Days)
This item is to the best of our knowledge available to us from the supplier and should ship to you within the time-frame indicated. If there are any unforeseen issues with availability we will notify you immediately
Pairing up with 3XL/Good Morning Tapes' Nueen, Iceboy Violet sounds energised, tracing the ups and downs of a long romance with pithy rhymes that coil and pirouette through gravelly, back room drill and trap inversions. It's achingly beautiful, soaked with Northern rain and fuzzy, after-hours memories - the mid-point between 6LACK, Unknown T, Slug Christ, Yungwebster and Space Afrika we never knew we needed.
Iceboy Violet's been hinting at something this expansive for a minute now, teasing us with EPs and guest appearances before laying their soul bare. 'You Said You'd Hold My Hand' is the Manchester mainstay's weightiest release yet, a confessional rap concept album that inhales the vapors of their nascent 'Drown 2 Float' EP - an ahead-of-its-time beatless reduction of tracks from artists like Drake, Lucki and chynna - and blows them into the cognizant, weightless drill excursions that buoyed releases like last year's 'Not a Dream But a Controlled Explosion'. They came in contact with Nueen after noticing a similarity between their approach to ambient music, and the harmony is immediately palpable. Nueen's productions share a nexus with Iceboy's own: his last EP, 'Link', took as much from Southside, Metro Boomin and 40 as it did from Basic Channel or Gas.
This uncanny synergy allows the duo to follow their dreamiest fantasies - first evident on the almost wordless 'Inside My Head (Interlude)', bending jazzy horns into an anxious, melancholy meditation somewhere betweeing Terry Riley and Future's 'U.O.E.N.O.'. It's indicative of the Lynchian radio rap backdrop that provides Iceboy with a perfect canvas for their most soul-emptying rhymes. A ticking pocket watch replaces the hi-hats on 'Pixel Petals' as if time's running out; "You said you'd hold my hand through the fire, hold my hand with the tightest grip, said it's sublime on the other side of it," oozing palpable pain.
"I'll always carry a piece of you," they mouth on 'Terrence's Time Bomb' over white noise, overdriven 909 womps and blunted tom rolls. And on 'Fragmentary (Eraser)', Iceboy slips into a near croon, calling tearfully to the darkness as Nueen sculpts an impeccable drill bump from winding pads and muffled, wormy pops. The duo invite Dawuna to assist on 'Still', who moans sweetly through Iceboy's gauzy rhymes and Nueen's gristly, gaseous soundscapes, and Manchester's Bennettiscoming appears on 'Kiss Me Again (6am in Helsinki)', providing a soulful chorus as Iceboy tentatively falls in love again. But, ultimately, the duo are most impressive - and most concentrated - when operating on their own. On 'Through the Fire', Iceboy revisits the lyrics from 'Pixel Petals', driving them into euphoria while Nueen replies with a subtle grime-inspired flute loop and whisper-quiet footwork percussion that suggests hope might be on the horizon.
The twists and turns of love have rarely sounded quite so incandescent.