due rent is a collaborative double album by solo artists lojii & swarvy. written & recorded in the summer of 2016 in l.a. by the two philadelphian transplants, lojii says this tape is a score to being a broke nxgga in amerikkka (emphasis on the kkk) – full of dreams and hustlin to make em happen, but dealing with the everyday pressures of making ends meet. a.k.a trying to pay rent. the 22 tracks, many of which barely break the two-minute mark, make for a vast voyage through remarkable contemporary hip-hop. the grooves and beats that skip and flutter are smooth and mellow, with nods to the old-school but entirely void of nostalgia. this is a sophisticated, thoughtful, and inventive modern hip-hop record that understands anger doesnt have to be loud. daniel dylan wray, bandcamp (best 100 albums of 2017)

“songs of love sung by robots” from the moment this machine is booted bop begins buzzing with kinetic warmth. this is something characteristic of swarvy’s sound, the la-by-way-of-philly musical polymath with a vast catalog including sunsoaked live instrumentals, jazz-infused loops and lo-f gems. with bop, he is musical mad scientist, ?aunting his technical fnesse as he plunges into the realm of abstraction. swarvy makes his mark in bop even while grappling with its colder, industrial elements. with broken rhythms and jagged textures, he pieces together tunes of emotive beauty. the result is undeniably playful and delightfully odd, something like songs of love sung by robots. through its wavy ambience runs a current of aural ephemera - bits of speech samples, bossa riffs, and r&b with opaque origins. bop’s genrebending tracks will take you to ten compelling dimensions, forming an archeology of cyberspace and musical artifacts that’ll leave your cold robotic heart melting in the la sun.

limited edition of 500 copies on double vinyl, including code for download of all 32 tracks from the digital compilation.

10th album from rap innovator busdriver

this soundtrack is a story about a nomad that got a lil money, been playing the backseat all his life, traveling with just a guitar and a pack of smokes taking heavy inhales of lah on stressful times thinking about his past, but looking forward to the future he is on the road to return to greatness with new friends and family slowly claiming his space and gaining his swagger back only to end in tragedy? - sir froderick