Tiny Mix Tapes | Chocolate Grinder Mixes

My Cube, the new album by Cube (a.k.a. Oakland resident Adam Keith), begins with "First," somehow a lethal subconscious variation on "Undercover of the Night" that's built on shaky ever-shifting soil, on tape jams and spool tangles. The potential for electronic collapse is as real as the possibility of total alignment. Screws are loosened just to see if they'll stay and for how long. It's a rowdy entrance, tipping its cap for turbulence and saying, "Howdy, you can relax now, you're in it already." Cube's guest mix is not a giveaway as to why any of this happens. The tracks selected do not disclose inspiration. However, they do reveal personality. Jellied interjections and mutations occur, leisurely... sipping a mint julep with the radio at foot. One nudge and the radio with the tall antenna tips into the muck for a shock or two. No dead giveaway; it's mostly mint juleps, a little strong, with tall and thick stems. Suppose alchemy can happen when muddling mint, stomping grapes, or nudging radios into t