
MUDluscious
MUDluscious, like all complex things broken down to their
simplest parts, is comprised of two main ingredients: MUD and MATTER (didn't
your green-slangin' science teacher learn you that?). MUD writes the songs
and MATTER makes them sound good. Shouldn't every duo be that simple?
The story is a familiar one. MUD and MATTER grew up as friends in the heart
of the city, playing sports as students at the school in the Hills, the famed
Beverly Hills High School, and at the school on the hill, Loyola Marymount
University. Parents taught the kids how to balance art and business, fun and
maturity, yin and yang. MUD was an aggressive baseball and soccer player wearing
suspenders and checkered Vans. He was a little strange in the Beverly Hills
universe, but he was good at sports and he'd kick your ass for a sideways glance,
so he fit in, in a weird Angeleno way.
The two drifted a bit during college but reconnected when MUD showed up at
MATTER's apartment one day with a guitar and some ideas. MATTER was teaching
at the world-renown Scratch DJ Academy (and still does) and was all-too happy
to start work on his own shit. Tired of waiting around for someone, anyone
in their circle of talented friends to start something, they combined their
love of ska, funk, hip-hop, Sublime, and indie rock and worked out some songs,
to become the MUDluscious Day at the Circus EP. The seed for the Candylandfill
had been planted.
While MUD hustled his way through the ins and outs of the nearly impossible
grind of daily life in LA, including a brief stint in the corporate clown world,
the pair shopped the EP to engineers and recording studios and landed a dream
base at the world famous Cherokee Studios, thanks to a visionary named Ian
Page. Calling on friends to play in the band and guest MC, MUDluscious found
themselves a very real entity making a very real record in the same legendary
and very real studio that had recorded Bowie, Dylan, Jane's Addiction, Cypress
Hill, John Lee Hooker, Dr. John and Fishbone. Very real, indeed.
The resulting record, Songs from the Candylandfill, is best summed up as music
that could only come from the artistic melting pot of Los Angeles, and only
from artists who were born and raised here. "They're songs about growing
up in LA and piecing together the beautiful things that make up the city, along
with all of its tragic parts," MUD says. "Those things create the
urban decay that draws people from all over the world."
The songs are as diverse as the city itself, but the unifying theme is one
of fighting through the impersonality to make a life for yourself amidst all
the city's distractions.
And Candylandfill's music is a perfect representation of a genre-hopping drive
through LA's center, with the acoustic hip-hop collage of opener "Don't
U Know?!?," the "stripped down" electro-pulse of "California
Karma," the funk rap bombast of "He's a Joker…She's a Choker," or
the grimy urban grit-hop of "Tangwich." The song may say there are "too
many pricks in the city", but MUDluscious knows better than anyone how
to navigate through them and the rest of the candy-color to find the true heart
and soul of their hometown.
The way the pair of masterminds work is deceptively simple. Says MATTER: "MUD
comes in with his stuff and I capture that madness and put it together. He
hears it in his head and it's up to me to really make it happen. Where his
skill stops, mine starts, and where my skill stops, his starts."
(www.MUDluscious.net)