When: Thu., March 6, 8 p.m. 2014
The minimalist Los Angeles hip-hop subgenre called “ratchet” shares its name with a slang term for being on your worst behavior, and Tyrone Griffin, aka Ty Dolla $ign, demonstrates that the connection is no coincidence. He loves to sing and rap about sex—apparently with anyone and everyone who has two X chromosomes—and he does it with sometimes icky frankness. Griffin’s golden voice and smooth, intoxicating delivery make his words seem less raunchy, and he’s so flattering and matter-of-fact about his propositions that it’s easy to forget that he’s operating outside just about every human female’s comfort zone. “Girl, be yourself, ain’t nothing wrong with being ratchet,” he sings in a half-whisper on “1st Night / 4 a Young (Remix),” a sinuous track from last year’s Beach House 2 mixtape—you can picture him grinding on some young thing on the dance floor and leaning in close to her ear. On “Bitches Ain’t Shit” he says he’d beat up a woman for cheating on him, even though in the same song he’s sleeping with the girlfriend of a guy who’s laid up in the hospital; the way Griffin sings about his shamelessness and hypocrisy reveals humanizing flaws and insecurities in a character who’s otherwise pretty unsympathetic. It helps that the music on Beach House 2 is warm and straightforward, and that January’s guest-packed Beach House EP (Atlantic/Taylor Gang) augments that aesthetic with engrossing layers of instrumentation—especially on “Work,” with its weeping strings, jovial horns, and Daft Punk-style vocoder. —Leor Galil Leather Corduroys, Mick Jenkins, and Saba open.
Price: $10, $3 with RSVP