Installed in Chicago July 10th of 2025, a shrine to celebrate the release of our album Comemos, out now via Three Dollar Pistol!
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Filmed by Connor Wiles
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There’s a clarion call ringing out in the ether right now. It’s echoing through the channels in our lives, steadily reaching a pitch that will soon be hard for even the most ambivalent to ignore: Engage in community. Right now. We need each other—not just to combat the forces bearing down on us, but to celebrate, to join in wonder at the strange circumstances of sharing this existence together. Chicago rapper/vocalist Rich Jones and New Jersey producer Good Food tap into that spirit, naming their new album Comemos, which translates from Spanish as “we eat.” It’s as much an invitation as a declaration, a promise that together, we’re much more likely to find what we’re looking for. “We wanted to have a title that felt inclusive and welcoming,” says Jones. “We really need to be feeding each other, whether that’s with food, knowledge, music, whatever.”
There’s an immediate openness to Comemos, a welcoming combination of Good Food’s lush, melodic production and Jones’ calm, conversational delivery. These songs often feel like a gentle hand on your shoulder; Jones and Food offer a place of sanctuary, a peaceful place to rest for 30 minutes and process—but not dissociate from—the comforts and horrors of our current age. The two concocted the album over a four-year stretch, trading demos over email and meeting up to work when circumstances would allow. The result is an album that resonates with deep care and attention to detail, a crown jewel in either artist’s discography.
Good Food got into a particularly atmospheric bag, crafting a bespoke soundscape for Jones’ hybridized approach of straightforward raps that melt into melodic lines. “I didn’t give Rich anything that I’d show anyone else,” he says. “I didn’t feel like it would do this project justice otherwise.” These songs fall off the bone. Take the blissful, golden-hour dulcimer sample that ripples between 16th-note hi-hats on “Look Ma, No Valleys,” an ode to the cognitive dissonance of keeping kindness one’s guiding light in an era devoid of empathy. As Reno Cruz’s slide guitar sends Good Food’s instrumental into the stratosphere, living thing and Jones sing a bittersweet refrain: “All I wanted was to love and be loved/I don’t know if that helped.” Or consider “One Legged Pigeon,” whose roaming Rhodes piano and candlelit bassline form a quietly cosmic groove. Jones stands at the breach with open arms, calmly repeating, “This for everybody standing next to me.”
Jones and Food bring in a stacked roster of guests to help flesh out the vision, all of whom come from Jones’ hometown of Chicago. Sir Michael Rocks shows up on “Don’t” to join Jones in some grinning shit talk over waterfalling guitar; on the lowrider soul of “Miracles,” Show You Suck flexes a windmilling triplet flow, their verse a paean to the pursuit of joy; psychedelic soul crooner Manasseh and harpist Yomí open up portals on “Beauty.” Every voice is essential. “There’s more of us than them,” raps Jones on the title track, “do the math.”
What stands out from the first listen is how easily these two artists fit together. Food knows exactly what Jones will sound best on, and Jones knows exactly how to approach these beats. The two became great friends during the long-simmering process of Comemos, developing a deep trust and thorough musical vocabulary. It’s an album for those looking to recharge after being drained by the daily onslaught, for those who need an extra bit of encouragement to join up with those around them, and for those who just wanna hear some cold motherfuckers cook.
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