From Deadcrow to the Living Tombstone: The 180th LA Weekly playlist, reviewing the musicians that we’ve been writing about all week, is live now. There’s electronic music from Deadcrow, hip-hop from Flo Milli and Maiya the Don, pop from Kim Petras, punk from Inger Lorre and My Chemical Romance, and so much more.

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From Deadcrow to the Living Tombstone

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Print star Inger Lorre told us that, “Everything has gone so insane. Suicide is the number one cause of death for people under the age of 54. This record was a hard birth. Transcendental Medication came very easily. This one was like, forceps, you had to have a caesarean and oxygen, it was very hard getting it out because it was completely stripped down, completely raw. All these songs were either written on just a regular piano or an acoustic guitar, and I felt like the world needed some hope. I’m not Mother Theresa, and I’m kinda like the dumbest person in the class, usually. I need a dunce cap, sit in the corner, I don’t know what I’m doing, but the world needs some hope, so this is my attempt at giving the world some hope.”

In "Not Another DJ," Deadcrow said, “Honestly I find it hard to describe as I enjoy making a lot of different genres and have a lot of different influences. But I think that lately I’ve been leaning a lot more into the cinematic side of things when I make anything that isn’t a drop. I’ve been making use of a lot more orchestral instruments and guitars and stuff. A lot of it being inspired by Hans Zimmer, Mick Gordon, and the original The Fast & The Furious soundtrack. I just love creating a vibe and a story, immersing myself and the listener into a different space for the duration of the song. But, at the same time I also love making really ignorant stuff that is solely made to play out at the clubs and festivals. My sound is just a bit of everything honestly, but with my own spices sprinkled onto it.”


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