Whether William Bevan is a jack-the-lad, an introvert, a gamer, is married with kids or divorced is irrelevant, he doesn’t make music for money or fame, he makes music to heal people’s souls. To rescue them.
The scene will never be the same with the loss of so many legends as of late, but after a brief scrape with death himself, DJ Nate goes back to the beginning and proves the saying that “constant repetition carries conviction.”
Shlohmo’s third album is an elevation of his mood-driven beats from beyond the realm of introspective headphone listening, to a level of gravitas and urgency that demands a larger space than your skull to reverberate into.
Silk Road Assassins have unlocked the inherent but underused therapeutic properties of trap and grime production, refined to the point of purity and elevate their value to the point of becoming music that can sit comfortably alongside any contemporary sub-genre of electronica.