Silicon Valley, but it only gets weirder from there. The Black Moth Super Rainbow frontman’s solo albums are full of mangled synths and inhuman vocoder melodies and the kind of atmosphere you could cut with a sharp knife. His recent Sweatbox Dynasty (Ghostly) is like a John Carpenter score produced with the sci-fi/lo-fi feel of the Hardcore Devo demos and then processed through the audio equivalent of the sunglasses from They Live. Tobacco songs seem to work on the idea that if beauty is truth and the truth is ugly, then ugly is beautiful, right? And these records sound truly, beautifully ugly.
You may know — or not know you know — Tobacco from the intro to HBO’s