This album moved and impressed me, the oscillation between ambient music and hip hop – and the skewing of those borders intrigued me, but as you know, whenever I can, I defer to the artist’s words instead of my own.
“I remember when I got that stupid hat with a picture of my camera on it and you couldn’t help but laugh in my face, I was still young and probably took it a little to personally considering it was a lame hat. There was that time we stayed up really late talking about making CG mech music videos for famous rappers just watching the glow from Fenway Park through your window or that time we just ran around the block grinding our teeth chain smoking cigarettes. I remember when you recorded VHS tapes of you escaping the factory and I had to look between the static to catch the tricks. I remember when you showed me all those marionettes you had stashed in that back room while we ate bananas and peanut butter on saltines. I’ve got so many of those memories, some are loud, some quiet, some hazy and some clear. You took off a little sooner than I had hoped or planned, and I’m certainly not the only one who wasn’t finished with the conversation, but it’s ok. I’m always thinking about those stories we’ll tell…” – Pine Grove
