Danny Brown never met a combination so unlikely he couldn’t crush it. This is the man whose personal Ben & Jerry’s ice cream flavor would be vanilla, kiwi, and “a little bit of caramel” and called “the Hybrid.” Last year, the Old rapper successfully lent his rhymes to Charlie XCX and Vampire Weekend. More predictably, he and previous producer Rustie just last month went on the “Attak” (Del The Funky Homosapien, for what it’s worth, approves). Now he’s teamed with moody Los Angeles alterna-rockers the Neighbourhood, who sound pretty much how you’d expect from an L.A. band with an affected British spelling, and despite that, he can’t lose.
“Hate Machine,” from the ‘Hood-ers’ upcoming free album #000000 & #FFFFFF, takes about two minutes to prepare for Brown’s arrival, with a cinematic swirl of Eastern-tinged instrumentation and sultry vocals that suggest Patrick Stump emulating the Weeknd (not, now that I write it, a bad thing!). But when Brown shows up, with his signature “check!” ad lib, it’s his show, his uncanny voice letting loose with a thrilling verbal barrage of lust and intoxication, braggadocio and loneliness (from “close my eyes, all I see is your face” to “bitch, I’m the chosen one!” in five seconds flat!). That world-changing Avalanches team-up can’t come soon enough.