Album Review: Confess - Twin Shadow

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If Twin Shadow's debut album Forget was a collection of brilliant synth-laden hook heavy R&B new wave then new album Confess successfully takes every single element up a notch.

I was definitely a fan of Forget but had nowhere near the affection for it that I've already developed for Confess in just a couple of weeks. Where Forget benefited from Chris Taylor of Grizzly Bear's hazy production, Twin Shadow's real world personality George Lewis Jr. takes the reigns here. He never feels anything less than in complete control. Confess is a tight album of eighties new wave bass and Lewis' impassioned vocals that punch through the wall between the record and the listener - it's hard not to feel everything he bellows down the microphone.

Interestingly this album actually feels a little less focused, with greater variety than the last. There's a gruff rawness in 'Run My Heart', for example - it's like someone took Springsteen and injected it into a Flock of Seagulls record, and you can even actually imagine the lyrics coming from either artist, yet the staggered drum beats and swirling atmospherics make it Twin Shadow's record through and through.

And the only criticism you could make of Twin Shadow is that at moments you can pin the inspiration perhaps a little too clearly at time - the verse of 'The One' sounds so like Morrissey that the use of the electronics is the only thing that gives away that it can't be him. The hooks on this record are so strong though, and the influences so broad, the overall record so bright that nothing feels derivative.

When the pieces come together Confess is a genre agnostic celebration of emotion and dance. Listen to the guitar solo crash in over the throbbing live bass and massive orchestral synths on 'Beg For The Night' and try not to turn up the volume. The climatic closer 'Be Mine Tonight' borrows a touch of the bass sound from Berlin's 'Take My Breath Away' and gives it to a beautiful curtain closing ballad. It's such an utterly irresistible ballad that it even throws in a key change that makes Lewis' optimistically needy vocal hard to resist.

Just like this record, then.

Confess is out now, available from Amazon.co.uk on CD, LP and MP3 [affiliate links].

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Album Review: Lucifer - Peaking Lights

Here's a confession: I lost the promo of Peaking Lights' debut album.

Whilst other more established and better organised music blogs were falling in love with with this duo I was falling over myself to figure out exactly where their album had gone.

I found it in the end though, dubby and sunny and seemingly increasingly lost in the moments it had experience in my absence - full of heady dreamy days and sunny hedonism.

The youth of today have seemingly become lost in a sun trap of day dreams and... Well, dreams. Listen to any of the bands you are supposed to give a shit about these days - Beach House, Washed Out, Kindness - and they all feel trapped inside their own lazy ambition.

What I really want. More than anything else. Is to keep on dreaming.

Peaking Lights' new album Lucifer feels like the removal of a veil. A pulling back of the curtain as you enter the tripped out dream world duo Indra Dunis and Aaron Coyes inhabit on this second experiment, their 45-minute sun dance.

And the dance kicks in proper on the intoxicating 'Beautiful Son', an epic crescendo of sunny keys, loving bass and assured guitars that forms a tribute to Dunis and Coyes' son, Mikko. It forms a high that won't let you come down. Not yet.

The intoxication kicks in proper at that point with 'Live Love', which quickly pioneers a groove-based dub adventure. 'Cosmic Tides' will leave you somewhere between enthused and relaxed, a slow move to climax that feels like little work was involved and yet it demands like an un-moveable force. There are traces of Peaking Lights' inspirations all over this record, in the fuzzy guitar lines of Stereolab and the subtle traces of paranoia peddled by Lee Perry. 

This is an album that, even more than their last, sees the listener on a disconcerting journey to discovery. Repeated listens will take you further and deeper, like a ever descending version of Christopher Nolan's Inception. Just ensure you pack a map and a torch for you return trip from dreamworld.

Lucifer is out now on Weird World, available from Amazon.co.uk on CD, LP and MP3 [affiliate links].

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Album Review: DJ-Kicks - Digitalism

http://designcollector.net/digitalism-simply-dead/The DJ-Kicks albums have had some decent entries over the years, particularly lately, so it is somewhat of a surprise to see this new entry come from Digitalism, who are unable to check either the 'so hot right now' box or the the 'highly respected in their genre' box of the likes of Soulclap (upon release at least) and Apparat respectively.

Instead Digitalism seem to be on the verge of irrelevance. More than perhaps anyone else they came closest to mirroring Justice's stellar popularity back in the 2007 / 2008 Euro house distortion bubble (in both senses of the word distortion). And as they say, the harder they come... Justice's second album is one of the most derided sophomore efforts in recent memory and critically at least Digitalism's I Love You Dude faired even worse.

This DJ-Kicks offering at times suffers from the same noise-core fatigue but more often than not just misfires into slightly tired, boring territory. There are a slew of Digitalism tracks and remixes here and some of them are typically noisy - see 'A New Drug' and 'So Totally Good', for example. The trouble is that what made this sound appealing in the first place was its relative novelty and the way it combined it with allusions to pop music. 'Pogo' was a massive pop record wearing a punk leather jacket and cranked to 11. 'Digitalism In Cairo' could almost have been Daft Punk in their prime. None of that is here - nothing tempers the noise and as such nothing comes close to that initial buzz.

So Kölsch's 'Lorely' is hard and kitsch but devoid of any charm and Grauzone's 'Raum', remixed by Ata, sounds like the angular sounds of Zongamin about ten years too late. And what to say of Digitalism's remix of the Rapture's 'Sail Away', already a song that felt like Bono forcing a sherbet dip down your throat? Here you can witness it being turned into an overblown electro weepy ballad - it so badly wants to be a lighters in the air moment. Hell, it probably is if you are 17 and think Deadmau5 invented trance.

There are a few better moments. The squeaky bass and distorted shuffle of 83's 'Hey Today!' actually achieves what a lot of this album attempts and Alex Gopher's 'Brain Leech' has the feeling of walking away from a loved one at the end of a glorious day yet still feeling rejected... It achieves the pop-electro nexus that the Ed Banger and Kitsuné fraternity seem to have lost entirely.

Whilst this album may not be a total misfire it certainly isn't a convincing return to form and it represents a low point in the recent history of DJ-Kicks releases. But then again maybe this album isn't for fans of that series in the first place.

DJ Kicks by Digitalism is out tomorrow on !K7, available to order from Amazon.co.uk on CD, LP and MP3 [affiliate links].

Album Review: Fabric 64 - Guy Gerber

Guy Gerber eschews expectations and takes Fabric 64 as an opportunity to make a compact, groove-based single artist album. He isn't the first to make his entry into the Fabric CD a single artists affair though - both Ricardo Villalobos and Omar S have produced Fabric albums that only consist of their own music. They are both, in fact, two of my favourite entries to the long-running series.

Gerber has declared Fabric 64 his 'break-up' album. Created in a short, two month period (as Fabric releases apparently have to be) shortly after the end of a relationship it is a snapshot of his emotional state during that period and it has a greater degree of focus than an album created over a longer period of time would be capable of. This is a generous album both emotionally and purely in terms of the music offered, for much of the 16 movements and 72-minutes contained could have been made into a 'proper' album, with all the associated press and attention that usually brings.

It also works well as a mix album though. This may not be a peak-of-the-night DJ set but Fabric 64 is no slouch either, taught electronic kicks propel the album onwards even when the music is introspective and forlorn, as on 'Shady Triangle'. Melancholic music can create a deep, emotional well to drown in but Gerber sidesteps this to create a soundtrack that trips and stumbles between sadness, resignation and apprehensive hope at different turns throughout its course.

The whole album locks together like a jigsaw to make a tight, continuous groove so whilst there are momentary highlights it also forms a cinematic whole. This just could be the progressive house answer to the Drive soundtrack and all that which the movie has touched - the music scrubbed and sanded down in an attempt to remove every touch of humanity, yet the emotion shines through as strong as ever.

It is there in the melodies that punch through the dark synths on 'A Blade Through My Piano' and again on the building opening track 'Store-House Consciousness'. And the vocals and wet synth of the Clarian North featuring 'Running Through The Night' betray nights spent with nowhere to go and no-one to see.

It is on the Deniz Kurtel collaboration that closes this album, 'Just Wanna See You Happy', that Gerber finds (and makes) his peace and yet it still feels like a conflicted moment - not marked out with the same tears that track much of the album but hardly at ease either. Fabric 69 doesn't just use the mix album to create a single artist album - Gerber has used it to make a concept album too (and a good one at that).

It is an album which says a lot about its maker. Put it on a pair of headphones and ride across the city, shutting out your surroundings and it just might say something about you too.

Fabric 64 is released on 28 June, available to pre-order from Amazon.co.uk on CD and MP3 [affiliate links].

Album Review: In Our Heads - Hot Chip

Image source: BBC.co.ukI've already commented before that Hot Chip's last album, 2010‘s One Life Stand, left me a little cold... It felt like a band slipping through the cracks, trapped between two sounds, and whilst the result was not bad per se it just came off a little unsatisfying. In retrospect this makes some sense - Hot Chip have now split from major EMI and In Our Heads represents their first album for independent Domino.

More than any other single variable the move from a major feels like a considerable contributing factor to what is undoubtedly a return to form. In Our Heads feels like a band freed up from their own (or the label's?) image of what they should be. These songs are almost all less obviously pop than anything Hot Chip have released before. Whilst there are plenty of hooks and the trademark catchy choruses remain there are less radio friendly trick shots and more grown up songs than ever before.

Opener 'Motion Sickness' sets the pace, it's a soaring eighties ballad wrapped in early house production and it manages to achieve this without even appearing to try too hard. It's a disconcerted tribute to our complex times and music's key role in guiding us through it. And it is also beautiful - Alexis Taylor seemingly overwhelmed by his own capacity to feel, particularly when it comes to music - "Remember when people thought the world was round / everything spins on my head / on my compact disk" he sings.

Emotionally In Our Heads seems most preoccupied with the friction that exists between the heart's desire to take risks and the head's self-preservation instincts. Just listen to 'Don't Deny Your Heart', with its over-eager choruses, for example. The flip side of this feeling is the mind's inability to rid itself of the subject of the heart once it has crawled up inside and lain roots, as felt through the syrupy ballad 'Look At Where We Are' and the raw 'These Chains' - that unwillingness to move on.

This conflict keeps the album moving and culminates in the standout track 'Flutes' (which can be heard here). It's a sombre epic tale of retribution - that moment when you realise that failed relationships or emotional mis-fires take two. It builds over seven-minutes into a climatic emotional house record that calls to mind equal parts Detroit techno and Manchester bands New Order and Electronic.

For all the awkward angst of 'Flutes' the other standout is the even longer 'Let Me Be Him'. It's a wonderfully warm-hearted eighties inspired power ballad reminiscent of The Thompson Twins, the optimistic inevitable emotional rebirth punctuated by a belted out ”oh hey ho” refrain. Just try to resist joining in.

By going with their hearts rather than their heads Hot Chip have made In Our Heads one of their most complete and emotionally significant albums to date.

In Our Heads is released on Domino tomorrow, available for pre-order from Amazon.co.uk on CD, LP and MP3 [affiliate links].

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