Single Of The Week
Methyl Ethel : Ubu
Sit Ubu sit. Good song.
Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever : French Press
I’m a sucker for deft wordplay, and “I’ve been reading the French press” is a ripper turn of phrase. The misdirection-as-detachment works, spinning apparent meaninglessness into meaning. It breezes along, threatening to explode into a communal chorus, but abstains. It doesn’t need to launch in that direction, just letting the prose breathe.
Jamiroquai : Automaton
Jamiroquai have been out of the limelight for yonks, possibly researching ways to make Jay Kay’s hat less problematic. Now they’re back, with a new hat. The new hat is quite hi-tech. The fins fan out, and then streamline. It has lights. The trade-off here is that Jay Kay now dances and sings like a robot. The track is a fucking mess, right up until its ‘80s dork-rap breakdown. Lose the Daft Punk cosplay and get loose, dammit.
Horror My Friend : DIYS
When it finds a clearing, DIYS makes the most of its breathing space. Sells itself short by overcooking the distortion so loud it’d make Rick Rubin cum in his shorts. Or beard.
