Artist of the Week: Holiday Mountain – Shia
Holiday Mountain doesn’t care one bit. Nobody has cared less at all, since Icona Pop threw your personal belongings down the stairs and loved it. Miley Cyrus can’t hold a candle to Holiday Mountain when it comes to the fewest courtesies given. A divorced white lady getting a tattoo while drunk on vacation in Cozumel care more anything than Holiday Mountain, is the point I’m trying to make here.Listen Now
The difference, however, is that Holiday Mountain actually means it. There has not been an artist so simultaneously unhinged and restrained since Pictureplane burst on the scene nearly a decade ago. On their new album, “Shia,” tight production and samples placed with surgical precision stitch together a tapestry woven from a hundred years of music history. Airhorns and trap beats give way to melodies inspired by a dank mixture of The Shirelles, Billie Holliday, and Cyndi Lauper. It all blends together in some hybrid genre monstrosity until nothing makes sense anymore and all you can do is dance.
On an album where every track is a standout, it’s hard to tell which songs are the “best”, but there are three that would be at home on any halfway decent playlist. Opener “Bump That Bass” is a raucous slow-burn that somehow sums up this whole wild ride in about three minutes. “Como Te Llamas” lets us know that Holiday Mountain are here to beat both Diplo and Santigold at their own games. And the sheer audacity of “Buffin”, a kind of madhouse killer clown conveying “let’s all take drugs and love forever in whatever dumpster we can find outside the club” banger, is something we haven’t seen in a very long time. It’s sure to be the point where any party descends into total madness.