Dumb Lunch

Dumb Lunch. Wow. What to say about these guys. They're a sort of conceptual prankster take on Top 40 hip-hop, and while the raps, all centered around blunts, drinking, more blunts and an egregious amount of anal-insertion references, were briefly amusing in a so bad it's good kind of way, they got old pretty quick for me. I mean some of Lil B's stuff is along those lines and he's not trying to be funny, plus he can actually rap when he wants to. Besides which the greatest parody of a thing is itself, so what's the point? But I dug the music, which was four guys playing some combination of laptops/iPads/drum machines, I couldn't really see because they were sitting on the floor, but even the higher tech stuff sounded kind of primitive. I though they were improvising but Chris Rusk, who played with them, swore they were pre-arranged songs. It sounded like a holy mess to me, in a good way, not in a noise for the sake of noise, tripping all over each other way, but a weird, loosely connected exploratory way. It reminded me somewhat of Black Dice's last couple of records or even parts of Royal Trux's Twin Infinitives and Hand of Glory. But mostly I didn't have much of a context for it, which is usually a good experience. - Eric Dawson