"James Pants’s self-titled third album on Stones Throw slides among dispositions — woozy guitarscapes, octave-jumping disco bass lines, electro, doo-wop, cheap and dated keyboard tinklings, confrontational shouts bobbing in reverb. He’s a disorienting one-man band, playing every instrument, even saxophone, and a record-spinner at heart … There are lots of tunes lodged in this record. The tracks seem to have hidden reserves, pockets within pockets; they develop hooks in weird places. Sweetness suddenly emerges out of fuzzy slime, and startling emotions rise from merely cool ones."
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"James Pants’s self-titled third album on Stones Throw slides among dispositions — woozy guitarscapes, octave-jumping disco bass lines, electro,… read more
"James Pants’s self-titled third album on Stones Throw slides among dispositions — woozy guitarscapes, octave-jumping disco bass lines, electro, doo-wop, cheap and dated keyboard ti… read more
THE YEAR IS 2001 AND THE PLACE IS TEXAS. Stones Throw head honcho Peanut Butter Wolf is DJing while a sharply dressed young man approaches the DJ Booth with his Prom date in tow to formally introduce himself. Thus begins the story of James Pants. What began as a dream Prom night to see his hero DJ went to an internship at the label to eventually landing the ultimate fantasy by being signed to the roster and championed as the ‘next big thing’ by none other than Peanut Butter Wolf himself – on top of critics like Busy P, Urb, XLR8R, & Dazed & Confused Magazines. Mr. Pants is a… read more
THE YEAR IS 2001 AND THE PLACE IS TEXAS. Stones Throw head honcho Peanut Butter Wolf is DJing while a sharply dressed young man approaches the DJ Booth with his Prom date in tow to formally… read more
THE YEAR IS 2001 AND THE PLACE IS TEXAS. Stones Throw head honcho Peanut Butter Wolf is DJing while a sharply dressed young man approaches the DJ Booth with his Prom date in tow to formally introduce himself. Thus begins the story of J… read more