Artaud 1937 Apocalypse – Letters from Ireland by Antonin Artaud
Antonin Artaud’s 1937 apocalyptic journey to Ireland and his writings from that journey form an extraordinary moment of accumulating disintegration and tenacious creativity in his work. After publishing a manifesto prophecy about the catastrophic immediate-future entitled The New Revelations of Being, Artaud abruptly left Paris and travelled to Ireland, remaining there for six weeks and existing without money, travelling first to the isolated island of Inishmore off Ireland’s western coast, then to Galway, and finally to Dublin, where he was arrested as an undesirable alien, beaten by the police, and summarily deported back to France. On his return, he spent nine years in lunatic asylums, including the entire span of the Second World War. During that journey to Ireland – on which he accumulated signs of his forthcoming apocalypse, and planned his own role in it as ‘THE REVEALED ONE’ – Artaud wrote letters to friends in Paris and also created several magic spells, intended to curse his enemies and to protect his friends from Paris’s forthcoming incineration and the Antichrist’s appearance at the Deux Magots cafe. To André Breton, he wrote: ‘It’s the Unbelievable – yes, the Unbelievable – it’s the Unbelievable which is the truth.’ Many of his writings from Ireland were lost, and this book collects all of his surviving letters, drawn together from archives and private collections, together with photographs of the locations he travelled through. This edition, with an afterword and notes by the book’s translator/editor, Stephen Barber, marks the seventieth anniversary of Artaud’s death.
Artaud 1937 Apocalypse – Letters from Ireland by Antonin Artaud
Translated and edited by Stephen Barber
Photographs by Karolina Urbaniak
Artworks by Martin Bladh
Hardbound, 120 pages 190 x 148mm
Voice Christophe Delesques
Production Karolina Urbaniak
The New Revelations of Being [Preface]
I say what I have seen and what I believe; and whoever says I have not seen what I have seen, I will now tear off their head.
—Because I am Brute who cannot be forgiven, and it will be that way until Time is no longer Time.
—Neither Heaven nor Hell, if they exist, can combat that brutality that they forced onto me, perhaps in order that I would serve them… Who knows?
—In any case, so I would tear myself away from them.
It is a true Desperate One who is speaking to you and who knows the happiness of being in the world only now that he has left the world behind, now that he has become absolutely separated from it.
—The Dead – the others are not separated. They are still turning around their own dead bodies.
—I am not dead, but I am separated.
—I will therefore say what I have seen and what is…
To André Breton, 23 August 1937
(Letter, sent from Kilronan port, Inishmore island):
Very dear friend,
—I’ve seen that life in Ireland is horrendously expensive!
—I doubt that in the cities you could get by on less than one pound a day.
—Here where I am, you would pay one pound a week – there are 9 houses, 3 shrubs in the cemetery, and it would take you + 2 hours of walking to reach the village of Kilronan, where there’s a post-office, 4 hotels, 2 alcohol stores and around sixty or so houses. The boat from mainland Ireland stops here twice a week.
—So those are the practical details.
—Now, are you entirely certain that you will not be deeply involved in the World’s Momentous Events until three years from now, that’s to say from 1940? You will be involved, in the full sight and knowledge of everyone, perhaps. But it seems to me that very shortly from now you will enter into a New Path, which will moreover be your true Path.
—Just remember what I said to you one evening:
—‘there exists in you such a spirit of justice, that it is inconceivable to me that it could remain unused in connection with others, and that it will not manifest itself one day in front of a huge number of people’.
—If I’ve been insistent in telling you on several occasions how I’ve been struck by the profound feeling of human integrity and of enlightened justice that I can identify in you, it’s been no kind of flattery, but instead a prediction that I was making to you in a covert form.
It’s probable that many things are going to disturb you and repel you, from the very first sight and moment, in what is now going to be accomplished. But your profound sense of justice will enable you to rise above all that – because this time the end is going to burn up the means.
To André Breton, 5 September 1937 (Letter with an accompanying Magic Spell, sent from Galway):
I am entrusting to you a Magic Spell that I’m sending to Madame X. If she sees my handwriting, she may well not open the envelope. So write the address in a style that doesn’t look like mine. And do send it to her, I beg of you.
—You are going to see, once you have examined the Magic Spell, that things are about to become serious and that this time, I’m going to the very end of everything.
—Madame X.’s grave responsibility lies in having said that there are no more Gods. That’s the reason for my hatred of her.
—Because there are still Gods, even though God no longer exists. And ranged above gods there is the unconscious, criminal law of Nature, and the gods and Us – that is, We the Gods – are collectively victims of that law.
—Paganism had everything right, but Men – who are always utter bastards – betrayed the Pagan Truth. So christ has returned in order to illuminate the Pagan Truth, which all the various christian Churches have been shitting on in an ignominious way. This christ I’m talking about was a Magician who fought with Demons in the desert, using a cane as his weapon. And a trace of his blood remained imprinted on that cane. That trace disappears when you wipe it away with water, but then it comes back.
To Anne Manson, 5 or 6 September 1937 (Letter written in Galway but then torn into four pieces – only two of which were written upon – and not sent):
—It’s certain that in Paris, there’s an intention to get me arrested.
—You mustn’t worry about this.
—A rich woman – whom I had charitably warned to leave behind her involvement with communism since otherwise she would herself have to take the blame for risking being caught up in the coming massacre of an insurrection of the forces of the left – replied to me that she would have me burned as a sorcerer. And that I was a wretchedly bad actor. She told me, moreover, that she wanted to eat alive all those who still speak of God. I then replied in specifying to her the torture that would be imposed upon her for her revolt – the torture that would take place after the massacre which she herself is instigating – and I told her that, in accordance with the Justice of God – I would then perform some bad acting over her dead body on that day.
To Anne Manson, 13 September 1937 (Letter, partly lost, sent from Dublin):
It’s not a force of hatred that christ wants to extend over the world’s surface, but a colossal force of love. This force will direct itself to the hearts of human beings and instruct them about the void of life and what is sublime about the disappearance of forms. Mankind will resist christ and will want to kill the man who is the representative of this force. As a result, this force will manifest itself in all of its force, and in its cruelty, but solely in order to have done with that resistance of mankind. Because cruelty is not some kind of luxury, Anne – so don’t be stupid and sentimental at the same time as you are sublime. To be cruel, you have to have become illuminated. That’s the truth. I’m warning you: Just don’t play games with me. Cruelty is not some kind of game, and I do not love it. But I will impose cruelty when I have to.
To Anne Manson, around 17 September 1937 (Letter, partly lost, sent from Dublin):
Get going to the Deux Magots, Woman, betray me. Tell them there that I’m in Dublin so that they can come and capture me.
—But warn them too that they are going to get what is coming to them. And it will be unstoppable and WITHOUT Mercy.
Just tell them that I shit on the republic, on democracy, on socialism, on communism, on Marxism, on idealism, on materialism – whether it’s dialectical materialism or not, because I shit on dialectics too, and I’m going to give you further proof of that.
—I shit on the Popular Front and I shit on the Government of the Popular Alliance, I shit on the International Workingmen’s Association, in its 1st, 2nd and 3rd variants, but I also shit on the idea of a National Homeland, I shit on France and on every last one of the French – with the exception of those to whom I’ve personally issued warnings from here in Ireland and those with whom I’m in correspondence.
—The French – whether they believe themselves to be on the Right or on the Left – are all a bunch of cunts who want to own things, and in that stinking café to which I’m now sending you – where they all exhausted and exasperated me with their quarrels and their little self-interests – I never saw anyone except people who wanted to own things, people stuck in one place, stuck, petrified to the point of blindness by existence, and every one of them has spread their darkness over Existence. To the point of being driven crazy, I have had ENOUGH of them.
To Jacqueline Breton, 17 September 1937
(Magic Spell, sent from Dublin):
17 – 9 – 2
I will send a Magic Spell
to the First One who dares to touch you.
I am going to beat
his little gob of a fake proud cock
to a pulp.
I am going to flay his arse in front of 100,000 people !
HIS PAINTING WHICH WAS
STRIKING HAS NOW BECOME
HIS VOICE IS TOO UGLY
IT’S THE ANTICHRIST
About the author
Antonin Artaud’s work has a world-renowned status for experimentation across performance, film, sound, poetry and visual art. In the 1920s, he was a member of the Surrealist movement until his expulsion, and formulated theoretical plans across the first half of the 1930s for his ‘Theatre of Cruelty’ and attempted to carry them through. He made a living as a film actor from 1924 to 1935 and made many attempts to direct his own film projects. In 1936, he travelled to Mexico with a plan to take peyote in the Tarahumara lands. In 1937, preoccupied with the imminent apocalypse, he travelled to Ireland but was deported, beginning a nine-year asylum incarceration during which he continued to write and also made many drawings. After his release in 1946, he lived in the grounds of a sanatorium in Ivry-sur-Seine, close to Paris, and worked intensively on drawings, writings and sound-recordings. He died on 4 March 1948. His drawings have been exhibited on several occasions, notably at the Museum of Modern Art in Vienna in 2002 and at the Bibliothèque Nationale in Paris in 2006.
About the editor
Stephen Barber’s books have been acclaimed as ‘brilliant, profound and provocative’ by The Times newspaper in the UK, and he has been called ‘a writer of real distinction’ and ‘the most dangerous man in Europe’ by The Independent newspaper. The Sunday Times newspaper hailed his books as ‘exhilarating and disquieting’.
He is the author of many fiction and non-fiction books, including studies of Antonin Artaud, Pierre Guyotat, Jean Genet and Eadweard Muybridge. Among his recent books are England’s Darkness (Sun Vision Press) and Berlin Bodies (Reaktion Books). He has also collaborated on books with the poet Jeremy Reed and the photographer Xavier Ribas. His books have been translated into many languages and have won numerous prizes and awards. He is currently a professor of art and film at the Kingston School of Art, Kingston University, London.
Martin Bladh is a Swedish-born artist of multiple mediums. His work lays bare themes of violence, obsession, fantasy, domination, submission and narcissism. Bladh is a founding member of the post-industrial band IRM, the musical avant-garde unit Skin Area and co-founder of Infinity Land Press. His published work includes To Putrefaction, Qualis Artifex Pereo, DES, The Hurtin’ Club and Darkleaks – The Ripper Genome. He lives and works in London.
Karolina Urbaniak is a visual artist, sound designer, professional
photographer and co-founder of Infinity Land Press. Her published work includes To Putrefaction, The Void Ratio and Altered Balance – A Tribute to Coil (a collaboration between Urbaniak and the award-winning poet and novelist Jeremy Reed).
Urbaniak is currently working on a multimedia project Death-Mort-Tod – A European Book of the Dead with British writer Steve Finbow. The book is forthcoming with Infinity Land Press in Fall 2018.
p.s. Hey. Really happy to return to the blog in the company of this birth announcement for the latest book from the eternally crucial and beauty manufacturing press Infinity Land. Please explore the evidence for their fantastic new Artaud book and pony up for it if you have the means. Thank you, and many thank yous to IL masterminds Martin and Karolina. ** James Nulick, Hi, James. Why am I not entirely surprised you have roots as a firebug? Serious question: I don’t know why I’m not totally surprised. Thank you. I hope everything’s swell on your end. ** KeEtOn, Hi. That movie sounds familiar. NYC often gives me the willies, but not this time for some reason. Funny: I was just listening to ‘Strumpet Eye’ on repeat yesterday. ** David Ehrenstein, Morning, sir. Really, ‘The Shining’? Hm, I think I would say my pick would be between ‘Dr. Strangelove’ and ‘Clockwork Orange’ or ‘2001’. Maybe. ** Misanthrope, Hi there. Everything seems to be going very well on the ‘Them’ front so far, but you can judge for yourself, and you can tell Ishmael that in person. Cool. ** Bill Hsu, Hey, Bill! Very glad you liked ‘Crowd’. Yes, each of the performers has a complicated backstory and little narrative arc that plays itself out during the piece, and I wrote those. They’re the silent, semi-secret center. I think you’re well home by now, yes? And even through your jet lag? Yes, a few days later, and you’re home, perky sounding, and even fogged in. Nice Berlin art stuff. I’ve managed to see some pretty great shows here too (Adrian Piper and Reza Abdoh retrospectives, shows by Charles Ray, Oscar Tuazon, Jordan Wolfson). ** Liquoredgoat, Hey, D. Always nice to see you. Oh, funny, yeah, I felt pretty sure it was yours. My brain does that too. Not infrequently. Thanks a lot about ‘TMS’. In a way it feels like ages ago, but I’m pursuing what I was doing there in the gif fiction, so it doesn’t feel entirely far away. But yeah. I’ll … check about the Bladerunner bazaar. I don’t … think it exists, but I’ll scour. I do greatly prefer the Selected Bill Knott to the book he put together himself, yes, for sure. Take care, bud. ** Josh, If you’re seeing this, I’m very sorry that your photo accidentally ended up in the post. I deleted it the moment I saw your comment. Very, very sorry. ** Kier, Hey, hey, hey, Kier! That Springsteen song is one of only two songs by him that I particularly like. ‘Candy’s Room’ is the other one. I sort of … got used to this apartment or went into full on denial or something. It’s just weirdly there now. It has been very hot here, but off and on. Weird, shifty, unpredictable temperature rises and falls, like everywhere these days, I guess. It’s okay today. There’s a Fujiko piece in Oslo? Wow, cool. Yes, in fact one of Zac’s and my projects in progress is a documentary film about Fujiko. We’ll have to come up to Oslo and film it. I hope your visit to Stavanger wasn’t too painful. Yeah, just so sorry for that loss in your life. Sensible, yeah, to maybe err on the side of caution and wait to do the operation after Paris, if you do that. Paris! Today I’ve only woken up, had coffee, smoked three cigarettes on the sidewalk, and then started this. We have our third performance tonight, so I’ll head over to the theater in a while. You good? Catch me up. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. I’ve heard/seen World Cup stuff blasting out of every other bar/restaurant I walk by here in the East Village, but I don’t know who’s rocking it and who’s not. Is Iceland still in it? Oh, wow, From Nursery To Misery. I’ll definitely check out that short film. Cool, thank you. God, yes, that horrifying news about the art school fire. Just unbelievable. So, so terrible. Hope everything’s going well with the Compendium and you though. ** Alex rose, Hi, Alex! Thank you. ‘Them’ seems to be going pretty well so far. A couple of great reviews, and the audiences are big enough and noisy at the end. Love to you too, my friend and maestro. ** Sypha, Hi, James. I saw ‘Ernest Scared Stupid’ in a theater, and I wasn’t even a kid! ** Steve Erickson, Hi, Steve. I … think I know that video from ages ago. I’ll check. And check those curious sounding B-Shoc and Wiseau-like things. Wowzer. Everyone, Some new Steve Erickson write-ups for you to pour over: His reviews of the Indonesian film MARLINA THE MURDERER IN FOUR ACTS here, and of the Brazilian film ARABY here, and his take on the re-release of Godard’s LES CARABINIERS here. How was the Reed play? Is it new or older? Family bootlegs might get me to that store. Wow, that’s pretty odd and exciting. ** Cody, Hi. I got back to you by email. Thanks so much! ** Dóra Grőber, Hi! Thank you, and welcome back to you! Things are pretty good here. ‘Them’ seems to be going really well so far, knock on wood and etc. And we did have the PGL meeting, and I think I can announce the big PGL meets NYC event quite soon. We’re excited. Can you meet up with her on a weekend to do the photos or … ? I trust and hope there’s a way. You’re going to Amsterdam! Super congratulations! Yay! Does your brother in central Amsterdam? Do know where? (I know the place pretty well from living there.) That’s so great!!! I look forward to talking with you again too! Have a really lovely weekend! ** H, Hi. The shows have been good so far, thank you. I sure do understand busy. Enjoy it if you can. ** Right. We’re caught up, and let’s proceed. Have excellent weekends in the company of Artaud and otherwise. See you on Monday.
Artaud mania! I need to get this book. It looks incredible and what a wonderful design. I’m in Detroit at the moment. I’m here with my wife Lun*na and she’s making an album. I’m going to work on Detroit narratives.
Hi Dennis, nice to see(?) u again.
That’s a wrap on my show, so we’re bag in business on the DC-comments-front… or something. I submitted one of my short stories to a magazine months ago, not really expecting it to be accepted, and it wasn’t, but their rejection letter was hilarious as they detailed that effectively they liked the text, that it was publishable, but “maybe you should name the characters” which for one thing is just a dumb binary expectation, but the bit that really got me was their comment that the story involved “too much ejaculation, you only need this to happen once or twice” which, sorry, who wrote the story again? So, suffice to say I won’t be submitting there again. (i am sure they are lovely people but if their response to my work is positive aside from, like, two key elements of the text, no thanks?). I have hit a bit of a reading wall. War & Peace is treating me roughly, but I’m nearly through Vol. II and may take another gap to catch up on some shorter texts the way I did for STUPID BABY, etc. I ordered a second hand copy of your THE WEAKLINGS XL so I’m excited for that to arrive soon. My copy of McElroy’s “Women & Men” finally arrived too, and I’m tossing up the idea of diving into another 1200-page-monster immediately after one that I’ve liked/struggledwith/liked/struggledwith/liked. I’m possibly calling for some closure on my art-stuff for the rest of the year post-August; finishing up in August with this play I’m now involved in called Portraits, I may have mentioned it? I’m playing this real guy named Grant Wilson who raped/murdered a girl named Tracey Hill in rural NZ. The text is derivative entirely of the real words when interviewed about it. But, yeah, I both need a break and also time to build some more social stamina, as well as to revisit some family relationships and maybe spend some more time reading: Chekhov/McElroy/Cooper/Gass/unspecified-large-reading-backlog so we’ll see how we go. Performing and artmaking is a bit like an addiction though so I’ll quite possibly end up roped into something else soon enough. Artaud is certainly a felllla.
Happy youre back. Everytime I look at NYC, especially
from like Newark, I just say, “No.” The new GBV sounds inspiring and trippy. I love how lo-fi they sound on a juke-box. Wonderful
new book on Artaud. I have a book of his writings, he’s somehow the
greatest in his way for me. I find psychotics totally fun. I think
of my good friend and his terrible sway from solipsism to obsession.
And my own madness. I used to scare little girls by telling them it was
the End of the World. Gay Pride in St. Pete today. I stayed home and made
egg-salad. Moving soon, need a younger and more liberal place. Giving it
all for a novel. Tongue stuck to a lamp pole, K.
Hey Dennis, writing this Sat nite after the show so I don’t lose an ounce of enthusiasm. It really was powerful. So good to hear your words, they meant a lot to me – I related big time. And the music and choreography – amazing. Totally riveted. Big kudos to you. If you get a chance, maybe with George? – it would be fun to see you in the park. Always some problems to deal with there (I guess like any other work place) – but often the good outweighs the bad. Come pick a card if you like – or not. Wishing you a good rest-of-the-run. Anyone in NYC: You’ve gotta see THEM!
If anyone here is familiar enough both with AMSR and Jordan Peterson to get a kick off a parody video of the latter trying to “destroy” AMSR, this is pretty funny: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jm4tSCh11xE&frags=pl%2Cwn
The Ishmael Reed play was written last year. Director Rome Neal introduced it, and Reed himself was present and spoke briefly afterwards. It’s a call for interracial working-class solidarity set in a future facing the possibility of American fascism. If you’ve read Reed’s later novels, you’ll know that he’s 1)very witty and politically pointed and 2)not exactly subtle. Unfortunately, this tended to play like a stretched-out 90-minute comedy sketch.
You might have seen my Facebook post about the CDs I got for free at the library when someone donated their collection of several hundred jazz albums. Archie Sheep’ 1964 FOUR FOR TRANE is pretty great free jazz. I got another Sheep album, recorded live in Denmark the previous year, and CDs by Larry Young and Cecil Taylor. I plan to go back to the library Monday to browse the remaining CDs.
Martin and collaborators, Kudos! This looks great. So much of it reads like a great prose poem. I really like Artaud’s style in this, it enhances everything he says. But then again, he is Artaud, right?! Great artwork too.
Dennis, Yay! I was lucky enough to talk a bit to Ishmael last time and let him know what I thought. I’d like to do it again. I can’t say enough how much his dancing really got me right in the gut and heart.
This is what’s funny about THEM to me. I’d totally forgotten about the animal part until you mentioned it because I was so taken with Ishmael’s performance.
Our bus leaves DC at 11:00 a.m. and arrives in NYC at 3:15. A very short walk to the hotel and then we’ll be all set. Everyone is so looking forward to it. The excitement in the Wines household for everything related to this trip is palpable. Hotel booked, THEM tickets bought, bus booked. We’re ready. 😀
See you soon.
hi dennis, x
sounds like yer killing them with THEM, im giddy for you
that artaud book looks great, those photographs of the dry stone walls, north clare and galway, especially the burren, they’re odd lunar places to be on your own at night, ive been in those places at night and the stars blister
id a look at infinity land press and had a mini nervous breakdown, fuck me, they’re books are perfect, for someone in these years to knock out books about artaud / coil / and your good self is highly impressive
enjoy the rest of your time in ny dennis
@ DC, welcome back to terra firma! Re the World Cup, Iceland are still in it but need a win when they play Croatia on Tuesday and stranger things have certainly happened. It’s been a wonderful tournament so far and England are playing pretty well too, who’d have thought it?
Yesterday I was at the DCA’s print studio to make something for their IMPACT collaborative project between Dundee Print Collective and Yes We Printers in Barcelona. The screenprint is titled Separatist Propaganda World Cup Wallchart and is an attemp to unite the Catalan Independence movement with their Scottish wing through the medium of football. I know it’s embarrassingly political and didactic but still, I hope someone can see the funny side.
hi (again) dennis
i hope u r ok with me bringing it up, but i only just found out about the jt leroy stuff that went on. i’m bringing it up effectively to ask whether u think the books are any good and/or worth reading, if you’ve read them yourself at all? and i guess on another more personal level, are u ok with them being read by people who already like your work w/regards to how they play into your own relationships? if so i might go ahead and buy SARAH or something because i’m intensely curious now….?
p.s. congrats on “THEM,” sounds like a very special piece of work
Hi there Dennis!
Nice to -meet- you. This is my first time commenting on your blog but I’ve been following it/you for a few months now – I think it’s worth taking the time to thank you and all the people who comment on your posts for actually contributing to this space and making it what it is.
Artaud is a gorgeous madman – far too much of my time is spent visualizing a Spurt of Blood production. A love a text more ambitious than we can conceive.
Anyway, I was wondering if you could help me out, Dennis 🙂
I’m currently doing this art project with another avid commenter on your blog, one of the things we are looking at is like instinctive/immediate social associations and perceptions. I was wondering if you could simply: sort some words into two columns. Being fully aware of this as our first “interaction,” with every word decide whether the word is related to me/instinctively fits with me/resonates with your idea of me. The two columns are therefore: Caitie and Not Caitie, haha, I hope that makes sense. I’d be very grateful if you could try this for me, here are the words:
Peter and the Wolf
Goldilocks and the Three Bears
Don’t Fear the Reaper
Thank you again. I sent you an email a few weeks ago, (no probs at all about replying etc – I obviously know how busy you’ve been,) take a look at the email again if you think it’ll add anything to the word lists. Subject line is Be Gin – if anything it’s a more personal message from me anyway.
Hello hello hello – hope you feel very ALIVE and GOOD.
Artaud saw The Truth, went mad and was punished for it. I am sure Beckett knew about this history of Artaud in Ireland.
Jordan Peterson is unbearable — even in parody form.
The actor in the Peterson video is an amazing mimic, capturing his mannerisms, tics and accent (which is only subtly Canadian – he doesn’t go around saying “eh” or pronouncing “about” “aboot”) extremely well, and while the first half is a parody of Peterson’s incoherent views about postmodernism, socialism, etc., the stuff where he engages with ASMR is both incredibly niche and very funny.
Since the year is almost half over, here’s a list of my favorite albums, singles, EPs and reissues so far:
1. U.S. Girls-IN A POEM UNLIMITED (4AD)
2. CupcakKe-EPHORIZE (self-released)
3. Janelle Monae-DIRTY COMPUTER (Bad Boy)
4. Ben LaMar Gay-DOWNTOWN CASTLES CAN NEVER BLOCK THE SUN (International Anthem)
5. SOPHIE-OIL OF EVERY PEARL’S UN-INSIDES (Future Classic)
6. Oneohtrix Point Never-AGE OF (Warp)
7. A. A. L.-2012-2017 (Other People)
8. Bettye LaVette-THINGS HAVE CHANGED (Verve)
9. Melody’s Echo Chamber-BON VOYAGE (Fat Possum)
10. JPEGMAFIA-VETERAN (Deathbomb Arc)
1. Rae Sremmurd featuring Juicy J-“Powerglide” (Interscope)
2. MGMT-“Me and Michael” (Columbia)
3. Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks-“Middle America” (Matador)
4. Bloc Boy JB & Drake-“Look Alive” (OVOSound)
5. Serpentwithfeet-“Cherubim” (Secretly Canadian)
6. Jay Rock, Future, Kendrick Lamar & James Blake-“King’s Dead” (TDE)
7. Young Fathers-“In My View” (Ninja Tune)
8. Martin Garrix featuring Khalid-“Ocean” (Epic)
9. Lorde featuring Run the Jewels-“Supercut (remix) “(Universal)
10. Charli XCX-“5 in the Morning” (Asylum)
1. Tierra Whack-WHACK WORLD (self-released)
2. Pusha T-DAYTONA (G.O.O.D Music)
3. ELUCID-SHIT DON’T RHYME NO MORE (self-released)
4. Hatchie-SUGAR AND SPICE (Double Double Whammy)
5. Elysia Crampton-s/t (Break World)
6. Sudan Archives-SINK (Stones Throw)
7. Peggy Gou-ONCE (Ninja Tune)
8. Hatis Noit-ILLOGICAL DANCE (Erased Tapes)
9. Yuno-MOODIE (Sub Pop)
10. Protomartyr-CONSOLATION (Domino)
Basa Basa-HOMOWO (Vintage Voodoo)
Conjunto Jovenes Africanos-“Nhu Dijon/Notta Pan Terra” (Ostinato)
Heptones-NIGHT FOOD AND BLACK ARK OUTTAKES (SKHLW)
Nocturnal Projections- COMPLETE STUDIO RECORDINGS (Dais)
Liz Phair-GIRLY SOUND TO GUYVILLE (Matador)
Prince-“Nothing Compares 2 U” (Warner Bros.)
Residents-MEET THE RESIDENTS/FINGERPRINCE/DUCK STAB (MVD/Cherry Red)
Nina Simone-THE COLPIX SINGLES (Rhino)
Snakefinger-GREENER POSTURES (Klang Galerie)
Spirit-IT SHALL BE (Esoteric)