I've secretly been sat up watching videos of LA skate-rap skanks Odd Future all week since one of those Platform scamps sent me a link.
At first I couldn't get over how clean and neat they looked. But within a few cursory spins I couldn't avoid the fact that it was some of the coldest sheeeet I'd heard in a while. Like Larry Clark directing a sizzurp infomercial with Aesop Rock's spoiled little brother helming Garageband soundbed.
Earl Sweatshirt (He's 15 years old)
It's total good vibes.
I sent a few mates links, and so have also spent a week fielding unsolicited subject-less emails consisting solely of Earl Sweatshirt verses about really grim things.