Blown-out bass snarl burns like a massive fuse beneath Moor Mother’s new track, “Zami,” while she spits napalm-laced truths over graveyard rhythms. “Yeah, I’m being erased. And you don’t fucking care. And you was never there,” smashes through walls, the heavy distortion glowing electric. Translucent keys flicker through melancholy scales, trying like all hell to add points of light to the solid darkness, but the gravity well is too deep; every orbit an ellipses straight into the ground. Heavy crackle hisses like a thousand snakes until “Zami” explodes into nothingness, leaving behind an exquisite smoldering husk. “I’m one with God,” no doubt.
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