Showing posts with label Reviews. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reviews. Show all posts

Saturday, October 18, 2008

80s!!!



If you cop this ish solely for the Jake One produced track 3 then you're doing yourself a favour. Seriously. That ish will make you wish you had not one... but TWO windows to throw your chair through.

And after throwing your chair through said two windows, you'll try to throw it through said two windows again... forgetting that you had thrown your chair through said two windows in the first place.

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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

That's PS



This is the band's third studio release (just dropped yesterday); the follow-up to Under The Iron Sea (2006). For those who don't know Keane, their first two albums can be described as emotionally-driven power ballads very comparable to Coldplay (ARGUABLY the best band on the planet so they're not in bad company).

For this outing, they've moved towards a more upbeat, dare-I-say-it, poppy sound with a little hint of electro in there that brings them somewhere in between Coldplay and The Killers. Established fans of the band: don't fear. You'll still hear them in there. This is a welcomed change. You can't always be listening to sad music. It's depressing.

I could go on and attempt to describe the songs for you, but I'm not going to do that. Just listen to it already. I've had this on repeat for about a week now and I'm loving it!

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Saturday, October 11, 2008

The Counter...Ed. 2




This right here is some next level R'n'B with some international flare.

'Sexuality' is all about about sex, love-making and having that "grown man business" stamina to do it all night...slowly. Sebastian Tellier enlisted the assistance of some Daft Punk productions (Guy Manuel De Homem-Christo) to get this electro-synth sounding bit of multi-lingual Euro trash into some next level 80's ish.

If you know of a French pimp, he was probably a study of this dude. Don't get me wrong, there's some sensitivity here...a little mono-paced, but nonetheless pretty different and affable to the ears.

This guy lustfully sings to his women in a mellowed, breathy voice, over samples of women on the border of orgasms.

Tracks to note are:

Kilometer

Look

Sexual Sportswear (instro)

He claims to be into the "intellectual r'n'b", avoiding the lewdness of the Justin Timberlakes, Beyonce's and of course Uncle Luke.

Peep it...this is some next Euro hump music, which just might make your girl think you're more complex than you really are!





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Friday, October 3, 2008

The Counter...Ed. 1


Things used to be much simpler for Mike Skinner. His biggest problems used to involve drinking too much brandy, holiday romances and dating celebrities.

Not any more. Now he's facing those nagging points of humanity that keep a bright mind unsettled at night – life, love, death and religion.

In many ways, Everything Is Borrowed is the culmination of the course that began on Never Went To Church. Skinner is no longer the scrawny wannabe looking for a Class A; he's concerned about the environment (Way Of The Dodo), saving us from despair (On The Edge Of A Cliff), charting his own path to enlightenment (Alleged Legends) and worrying about his immortal soul (Heaven For The Weather).

Thankfully, he's not become pompous; the album is still filled with trademark wit. It's just that he's looked into himself and found a depth that's lurked there from the start – remember the beautifully honest Weak Become Heroes? – but never really had a chance to surface.

It has now. The maturity of Everything… shines out of the hook-packed tunes and, though he still comes with flaws – the deeply weird stalker tune Never Give In and the disco brothers-in-arms nonsense of Sherry End could have both done with a lot more thought – the album shows that he genuinely is a star.

He still might not be able to rap or rhyme, but on this evidence, he may yet turn out to be 21st century Britain's very own Gil Scott-Heron

- Chris Brown

http://www.bbc.co.uk/music/release/hdjw/

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