LÍNEAS: UNTITLED

July 19th, 2017 | Album reviews

LÍNEAS
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Hit + Run

Eddy Funkster and Zackey Force Funk are LÍNEAS, a one-shot (or maybe not?) collab dedicated to moody peeled-from-vinyl samples and scary stories from the bleak side of the street—think the low-budget horror of Geto Boys’ “Mind Playing Tricks On Me,” and you’ll understand where LÍNEAS must’ve drawn some inspiration. If this was a movie, the first scene would be some guy sticky with blood and lit by fire saying, “I don’t give a fuck about you / I know the devil’s coming for me.” But (so far) it’s a record, and it might be even more unsettling that way. Like Gaslamp Killer and Gonjasufi’s still-potent A Sufi And A Killer, the law here is raw—raw samples, raw production, raw concepts, raw delivery and even raw bootleg-style packaging—and like Sufi, it’s a record that demanded heavy effort to sound so effortless, with nothing left in the songs but vibe and voice. (“Cruisin ‘64” is like PIL Metal Box recut for low-riders.) Zackey and Eddy have worked together before, but they’ve never produced anything this deliberately dusty. These eight songs chop into the roots—or the guts—of G-funk with slasher-movie relentlessness, making for a dimly lit creepy crawl through sleazy modern funk, low-budget boogie and cokey AOR noir that finishes with the ripped-from-the-crypt gangsta-harmony closer “Goodbye My Love.” The atmosphere looms extra heavy thanks to Zackey’s whispered look-behind-you! vocal style and Eddy’s positively scholarly source selection. (He doesn’t just dig … he exhumes.) On the particularly slick “Sugar,” Zackey’s singing about a “disco party in the streets,” and that’s LÍNEAS summed in a single line—rhythm and hypnotic repetition from a place where cops won’t go and streetlights won’t work.

—Chris Ziegler