4th single off of "Dorner Vs. Tookie" out now!!
http://hellfyreclub.bandcamp.com/album/dorner-vs-tookie

produced by Busdriver
mixed by Riley Lake

See Busdriver, milo and Open Mike Eagle in Minneapolis for the Midwest DVT release show Novemver 22nd first-avenue.com/event/2013/11/busdriver

Dorner vs. Tookie album release party at low End Theory 12/11/13
https://www.facebook.com/events/337369853073924/

All Pastel Everything w/ Busdriver, Open Mike Eagle and milo prod. by Busdriver

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ka2kntYbQf0&feature=youtu.be

You Took Your Time Feat Jonwayne Live At BBC Maida Vale

KELLEN DE VOS - GRAND SLAM

gang gang mix

from the upcoming album "Hella Personal Film Festival" (3/25)

vocals by Open Mike Eagle
produced by Paul White

About the upcoming album:
Open Mike Eagle might not have all the answers, but few artists in hip-hop, music, or American life are asking smarter questions. In a landscape governed by ceaseless babble, flashing lights, and hollow lies, Eagle harmonizes into the void so we don’t have to. 

On this descent into the digital trenches, Eagle teams up with British producer, Paul White for Hella Personal Film Festival. Released on Mello Music Group, the full collaboration finds White behind the SP-1200s, conjuring a psychedelic strain of soul-funk, booming drums, and 21st century crate-digging in tropical attics of the imagination. On the microphone, the Chicago-bred, LA-based, Eagle artfully breaks down the banalities and perils of the modern condition. 

Recorded in London, Eagle’s new album continues where his 2014 masterpiece, Dark Comedy left off.  It’s anxiety-riddled but whimsical, addicted to and scornful of social media, stuffed with old wrestling in-jokes and film snippets. Self-aware admissions blend into attacks on societal double standards. 

Known for alchemical solo work and collaborations with Danny Brown, Homeboy Sandman, and Mos Def, this is White’s first proper union with Eagle. The two artists bonded over the notion of diversity.  The process started out with rough demos, which White ended up finishing in post-production—playing guitar, drums, bass, keyboards, percussion and pieces of wood found in a forest. Its genius ultimately comes from the pair mining a deep vein of emotional content—a discussion of the things we feel that you don’t say. A movie that hits so accurately it’s almost uncomfortable.  

These are tense anthems for the vulnerable, consecrations to black people with rich internal lives, agnostic prayers for those grappling with pain. They’re emotional landmines leavened by the wry bleakness usually only found in great stand-up comedians. Eagle exists in the lineage of They Might Be Giants and Richard Pryor, Freestyle Fellowship and his longtime friend and collaborator, Hannibal Burress. 

Within the first act, the plot becomes clear. See “Admitting the Endorphin,” where Eagle raps, “I chase my poison tail and get so high that voices fail.”  These are the movies he’d make it he knew how to make movies. Surreal vignettes about waking up with burrito hangovers in hotels you don’t recognize, wondering if you remembered to charge your phone. Aesop Rock and Hemlock Ernst (Sam Herring of Future Islands) pop up as fellow travelers. 

No one is better than Eagle at capturing the nauseous disorientation of day-to-day life. The deluge of sports highlights, unread texts and Twitter notifications. The compulsive need to check your phone at red lights and pauses in conversation. But his incisiveness extends far beyond observational humor. “Smiling (Quirky Race Doc)” examines the slights and casual bigotry of daily interaction. “A Short About a Guy That Dies Every Night” is a morbid rumination on death. 

These are the returns after long dark nights of the soul. When the noises are loud, the lights are off, and the armor is pierced. Short films that loop over and over again, as soon as you close your eyes.  


Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Check To Check

from the album "Hella Personal Film Festival"
https://geo.itunes.apple.com/us/album/hella-personal-film-festival/id1074380694?app=itunes

produced by Paul White
vocals by Open Mike Eagle
Shawn Lee: Drums, bass, guitars, keys, percussion & additional vocals.

artwork by Brad Beatson
Recorded at Office/Space Studios 
Shawn Lee's parts recorded by Pierre Duplan
Mastered by Daddy Kev @ Cosmic Zoo 

I chase my poison tail 
and get so high that voices fail. 
I heard that when you in a fucked up space no one can hear you signal help 
I tried to set 'em straight 
Tell them I self medicate 
All they saw's a glitchy video but then I never show my cards 
Instead I write for stealth 
blah blah blah I cry for help 
All this belly-aching's just to say my belly's hurtin after all 
It's all endorphins though 
Or maybe every Scorpio is predisposed to never feel as cold as the first time they felt a loss 

My addiction, my obsession, my admission, my rejection, I insisted, I accepted 
My prescription carried us away 
carried us away 

Pretend I didn't know who smoked up all the mistletoe 
you'd really be surprised how innovative I can get when left alone 
And once them cravings strike, 
I knew I should say goodnight 
Want for them endorphins got me saying everything except for that 
White knuckle rodeo and failing fills my holy holes 
Staring at my phone wondering how endorphins travel via screen 
As I feel my withdrawal 
I understand them 90's songs 
Rap music has ruined me, I always want to loop my favorite part 

day to day to day is ground zero I'm 20 years im 20 inches tall 
Today today my sky has fallen, I have no resolve 


My addiction, my obsession, my admission, my rejection, I insisted, I accepted 
My prescription carried me away 
carried me away

Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Admitting The Endorphin Addiction

Taken from 'Three/Three' LP by Dabrye, out February 16, 2018.

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Three/Three

Dabrye - Stranded (feat. Fatt Father)

One of the underground's hardest-working young producers, Oddisee has built a thorough body of work with a steady stream of albums, mixtapes, collaborations, and instrumental projects. On Rock Creek Park, he breaks us off with 10 joints that are universally chill, loaded with jazz-drenched loops offering wispy flutes, funked-out bass lines, breezy guitar licks, soft horns, and earthy pianos. “Closed After Dark," "Beach Dr.," and the vibraphone-and-ride-cymbal-laced "Mattered Much" are standouts, though the ‘80s-influenced "Uptown Cabaret" and yU collabo "Still Doing It" are also impressive. Though many of the tracks are similar on the low-BPM head-nod tip, they all sound great and make an ideal soundtrack for just keeping it mellow. 
