Yom San thanks these people, in this order, on the liner notes of the cassette release, Playa Piano: Trees, Frankie Rose, Spoon, Sigur Ros, Cam’ron, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Pixies, Etta James, Juelz Santana, The ROC, Bjork, Battles, Aaliyah, Múm, Black Rob, Bad Boy, Javelin, Busta Rhymes, Flip Mode, Mariah Carey, Bone Thugs, Coco Rosie, Haerts, David Bowie, Blondie, Jay-Z, Hess is More, Michael Jackson, The Emotions, Will Smith, Ace of Base, The Chromatics, Death Cab for Cutie, TOPS. I mention this because you’ll hear all of these people, I think in this exact order order, as you make your way through this incredibly clever, well-constructed, and downright funky-as-fuck mixtape from Crash Symbols. If Girl Talk calmed his ass down, took about two-too-many spoonfuls of cough syrup and tripped his way into your bedroom, that’s about the vibe Yom San picks up on: A spinning-room delirium under your covers, snuggling up to your ears like it wants some late-night lovin’. Juelz rapping over Etta James? Why the hell not! Especially if Yom San’s gonna spin it this way, with the volume pulsing up and down, throbbing in and out, the beat rolling back and forth across your brain. You’ll definitely recognize the elements here, but oh how the drug of Yom San’s tricky mixing can intoxicate and change the molecular structure of things; these once-recognizable molecules have been altered into beautiful (and trippy) new shapes and sizes. And best of all, that trip is anything but scary: A lovely last thing, better for the ride home than it is for the club itself.
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