Lukid
Onandon

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It's time to get your teenage kickdrums right through the night with the Little Lord Fauntleroy of electronica, LUKID. Weighing
in with a debut album of epileptronica and hiccup-hop this prodigious talent from south London is so youthful, we've had to
hastily cobble together a child protection policy just to release it. Sounding like the awkward teenage son of a civil partnership
between Dabrye, Theo Parrish and Dougie Howser MD, Onandon is an unforgettable greatest hits collection of a misshapen
teenage: replete with dusty loops, off kilter riddims and unidentified clicky-clacky noises.
While most teenagers struggle with cracking voices, strange bodily changes and the ever-present lure of guiltily beating
themselves off to the lingerie section of the Argos catalogue, Lukid was stuck to his computer screen pleasuring himself in an
entirely different manner. In fact, during sleepovers with his schoolmates, Lukid would arrive with a sampler discreetly tucked
between the pages of his regulation copy of Escort, and would secretly sneak off to the toilets to edit together drum loops from
obscure folk records while his friends played endless bouts of Extreme Soggy Biscuit. And while you might expect most young
producers these days to be either knocking out tomytronic drill and bass or inane bopalong indie in regional accents, Lukid's
voice is a far cry from the norm. There's a shocking maturity to the tracks which bely his youthfulness: like seeing a baby
reciting Baudrillard or a chinchilla juggling swords. This is no freak sideshow for pimple-popping. Onandon is chock full of
timeless instrumental slow-chug classics which might even have your Dad tapping his foot along to and remarking "ooh, that's
got a good beat."
So how did Werk's A & R department discover Lukid? We're not telling: but let's just say a clever internet alias and bag of
Werther's Originals can work wonders these days. And now, after years of careful grooming, the Kaspar Hauser of hip hop has
emerged from his cellar, blinking into the light of the world's gaze. Will you take him into your home?