There's a youthful sensibility on Galen Tipton's latest release, Fake Meat. The children's voices and laughter that are spattered across the artist's tracks, the zany, cartoonish cues that jump in from out of nowhere, and the simple and merry Casiotone melodies all evoke a sense of childlike wonder. Listening to Tipton's music is like peering into the ADHD-addled mind of a toddler who has been brought up on a combination of those YouTube videos in which toys are unwrapped and the sugariest of cereals.
There are more ideas and motifs squeezed into a single moment of Galen Tipton's music than there are in most full-length albums. Yet their music is not merely a pop culture information dump. There's a comforting thread of familiarity woven throughout that reels in the chaotic hurricane of samples and anchors the proceedings to a nucleus of sanity.
On Fake Meat, which could possibly be the best album title of the year so far, Tipton is joined by a host of collaborators from across the Orange Milk Records spectrum: Seth Graham, Giant Claw, Koeosaeme, G.S. Sultan and others. This serves both to solidify their position within the label's incredibly eclectic and highly regarded roster, as well as to embolden Tipton's music with ideas and directions that might have escaped investigation otherwise. This community effect heightens an already rising star and wraps the entire cassette in the musical equivalent of a bear hug.
(Orange Milk)There are more ideas and motifs squeezed into a single moment of Galen Tipton's music than there are in most full-length albums. Yet their music is not merely a pop culture information dump. There's a comforting thread of familiarity woven throughout that reels in the chaotic hurricane of samples and anchors the proceedings to a nucleus of sanity.
On Fake Meat, which could possibly be the best album title of the year so far, Tipton is joined by a host of collaborators from across the Orange Milk Records spectrum: Seth Graham, Giant Claw, Koeosaeme, G.S. Sultan and others. This serves both to solidify their position within the label's incredibly eclectic and highly regarded roster, as well as to embolden Tipton's music with ideas and directions that might have escaped investigation otherwise. This community effect heightens an already rising star and wraps the entire cassette in the musical equivalent of a bear hug.