{"id":32963,"date":"2015-08-12T15:00:20","date_gmt":"2015-08-12T20:00:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toiletovhell.com\/?p=32963"},"modified":"2015-08-11T21:18:15","modified_gmt":"2015-08-12T02:18:15","slug":"big-jazz-boys-unite-and-listen-to-peculate","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/big-jazz-boys-unite-and-listen-to-peculate\/","title":{"rendered":"Big Jazz Boys Unite And Listen To Peculate"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I found some cool music that was new to me, and tried to think of a theme to tie a post together. Maybe get some other, similar bands to go with it, or just get stupid with it<\/a>. But you don\u2019t care about themes and clever garbage. You just want buttery ear globules to slither into your salivating head.<\/p>\n

Music, is what I mean. You want to hear music.<\/p>\n

I was browsing the avant garde metal tag on Bandcamp, being a douche and all, and I clicked on an album called Mines in the Sand<\/em> by a band called Peculate<\/a><\/strong>. Look at these tags.<\/p>\n

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I\u2019m helpless trying to resist tags like that. You can print out this picture of Bandcamp tags and put it next to a dead, sweaty bat on a pile of hair and I will give myself rabies rolling around on it in order to get closer to what has been tagged with such fantastic tags. So I clicked play and was immediately greeted by a marimba riff. I’m helpless trying to resist marimba riffs. I have two useless degrees in percussion, since I use my time and money wisely, so that sank the hook hilariously deeper. Cue some jazz meandering, getting progressively more angular through vibraphone and piano phrases, and BOOM. Mathy, angry, jagged hardcore \u00e0 la Dillinger Escape Plan<\/b>,\u00a0Botch<\/strong>, and (some lesser-known band in that vein that I’ll name to increase my street cred).<\/p>\n