
Ashanti Mutinta isn't just pushing the boundaries of extreme music: she's running roughshod right over it and completely highjacking its sense of self to re-envision heaving beasts of manifestos dealing in queerness, identity, and faith, constructed of black consuming fire and crushing condemnation. Her live shows are bone-rattling affairs that have moved audiences to tears, opened up whirring pits, and unfailingly deliver a cleansing expurgation of the deepest and darkest emotions.
With three albums of towering arrangements and horrifically bleak subject matter in her oeuvre – works that feature such luminaries as clipping., Ada Rook, Pupil Slicer, and Oakland experimental punk legend Lauren Bousfield – Mutinta's steady evolution and increasingly acerbic compositions have brought her to the forefront of whatever noise/ hip-hop/ industrialised club deconstructionist boxes you'd care to tick, yet remain wholly unique to her. An unstoppable force, you can join her in acrimonious ablution or eat filth as she grinds you beneath her rage.
MULUNGU, by Backxwash
MULUNGU, by Backxwash