Name: Black Encyclopedia Of The Air
Brand: Moor Mother

Bonus disc

Bonus disc: No

Catalogue number

278382

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Download code: No

Rough Trade Exclusive

Rough Trade Exclusive: No

Extended format

Extended format: No

Format detail

Format Music GB

Limited edition

Release date

2021-10-22

Signed copies

Signed copies: No

Supplier GB

Proper

Tax rate GB

UPC / Barcode

8714092783827

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1 / CD / Extended format: No / Rough Trade Exclusive: No / Signed copies: No

278383

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black

8714092783834

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1 / Extended format: No / LP / Rough Trade Exclusive: No / Signed copies: No / black

Artist

Moor Mother

Genre GB

Hip Hop

Label GB

Anti

<i>Black Encyclopedia Of The Air</i> is here, not to save but to drown you. Heads better learn how to swim cause listen, this record is beat soup, hearty yet still minimal, a sonic mirage of prophetic soul that drop kicks your "chill beats to study to" Youtube playlist and hyper-intellectual rap podcasts into a hadron collider; it's only black matter on the other side-- 13 mesmerizing tracks about memory and imprinting and the future, all of them wafting through untouched space like the ghostly cinders of a world on fire, unbound and uncharted, vast and stretching across the universe.

Moor Mother is a holographic figment of an Afrotopian dream, all at once goddess and warrior, mystic and cyborg, griot and future time traveller, etching noisy pieces of reverie into our consciousness for decades now. But check it: on Black Encyclopedia Of The Air she's joined by a wide-range of friends, collaborators and co-conspirators on a trip through the murky cosmos, navigating the black universe with stardust as currency. In these times, they'll say, as they click and mash their way through the same inter-webs that seek to strangle them, <i>Black Encyclopedia Of The Air</i> is just what we need: a post-everything, 12:01 on the doomsday clock, anti-trip hop type of situation. "We ain't gotta fight no more," they'll say; the rest of us, we'll put this record on and imagine again that it's real.

Black Encyclopedia Of The Air

Music GB