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New Music: Ian Isiah’s “Sweat” May Be Responsible For The Recent Humidity Spike

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New Music: Ian Isiah’s “Sweat” May Be Responsible For The Recent Humidity Spike

Ian Isiah is here to school all these soulless radio clowns.
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Brooklyn-based R&B maven Ian Isiah has arrived, and he’s going to sit down and relax with a glass of Henny while the rest of you tired, formulaic “artists” unpack his suitcases. Then, after a brief beauty nap, if you’re lucky, you’ll get to watch him define the game on his terms, and possibly learn something about actually pushing aesthetic and social boundaries through a pop medium. Gaga and Miley, take notes–or at least tell your stylist’s stylist’s intern to take notes, so you can avoid the obligation to cite your sources. 😉

Ian Isiah’s “Sweat,” the latest release off  his upcoming Love Champion album, is a smooth foray into both the club and the bedroom, falling somewhere between glistening slow jam and freak-nasty pillow talk. “I just wanted to mention, you got my whole shit standing straight at attention,” Isiah croons over Brenmar’s smooth-cum-staccato production, for an effect that’s a little Jodeci, a little R. Kelly, and even a Lil’ Kim. Trippy, because the sound evokes a nostalgic goldmine of teenage house parties and exploratory grinding, though it’s subject matter is all grown. It’s like the expected soundtrack for adults getting busy, but with a whole lot more soul and directness than your standard radio fare.

Isiah’s M1NDFVCK video, a sensuous, soft-focus romp with Boychild, garnered him some well-deserved attention earlier this year, but the song itself was more conceptual and lacked the repeatable mass digestibility of more radio-ready Sweat. We love both sides of the coin, and our curiousity is piqued as to which direction Isiah will take the other still-unreleased material on Love Champion.

Work up a SWEAT, and then watch M1NDFVCK for a window into the mind of one stylistically unique pop artist. The look, the emotion, and the attitude are all there in spades– and mainstream “icons” wish they could keep up.