Today’s Sounds: D-Sisive (aka Derek Christoff)
D-Sisive (aka Derek Christoff), Asian Elvis: The Mixtape (independent)
Rare is a rapper as hungry and active as Toronto’s D-Sisive, who so often pays for his entrance, steps to the buffet table, then kinda grins and says, “Nah—but thank yuh very much.”
Christoff’s latest release essentially plays as a rock opera in the key of the unpolished, true-school rough rap “mixtape.” Avid listeners will recognize the rapper’s characteristic sardonica here, in a perspective focused more on effect than cause.
Recommending this tape to brand-new listeners is a gamble, but hell, what isn’t when you’re livin’ “Viva Las Vegas”-style on a TO rap income? It’s all piss, vinegar, shit ’n’ giggle dressing on top of D-Sisive’s 12-inch lunch sub.
Sure, he can break Drake right down to a designer label tank top and a major label think-tank, and do it with genuine, charming-bastard cleverness. Repeat customers might hear this as another entry in a king’s war journal, a third freebie in as many years and a whistle-whetting precursor to installment three of his maniacally engaging Jonestown series, coming Nov. 18.
D-Sisive continues at every turn to demonstrate a tempered management of his artistic hunger. His 2008 EP debut The Book and the subsequent full-length Let the Children Die set a sombre, soulful stage that he would deconstruct in short order with the indie rock-driven Vaudeville and January’s brilliant (if Brillo-edged) Run With the Creeps.
Asian Elvis, despite characteristic hard-hitting introspection, may be Christoff’s easiest-listening project to date. It’s free to take or leave (as D has more or less always presented himself), but takers will be rewarded with candor, comedy and another step toward the rapper’s inevitable ranking as “classic.”
AlunaGeorge, “Your Drums, Your Love”
The grooves stick in the heart on this third single by U.K. duo AlunaGeorge, out on Island Oct. 7, to be followed by an LP in 2013.
Sleigh Bells, “End of the Line”
Melancholy and nostalgia intersect in this dreamy new clip by Brooklyn’s most leathery indie pop duo.