“The best of these leftfield pop songs is Babay Eat a Critter (Feel its Wrath) which starts as some low grade Shirelles number before mutating into a disturbing song about defecation.”
“The best of these leftfield pop songs is Babay Eat a Critter (Feel its Wrath) which starts as some low grade Shirelles number before mutating into a disturbing song about defecation.”
The Blow – Paper Television
(Konkurrennt/ www.tomlab.com )
Now, I like this release, despite it being a tad demented. It’s jumpy, nervy dance music and certainly demands that you pay attention to it. It’s minimalist in approach and slightly scatty, and if you don’t believe me then pray, listen to opener Pile of Gold which bounces around like a ten year old on a spring bed. There are moments of kooky but tuneful synth pop, such as Parenthesis and the quite silly Bonjour Jeune Fille. The best of these leftfield pop songs is Babay Eat a Critter (Feel its Wrath) which starts as some low grade Shirelles number before mutating into a disturbing song about defecation.
Other tracks are endearing wibbly workouts such as The Big U and the tremendous (and tremendously named) The Long List of Girls. Eat Your Heart Up is an up-tempo dance track, insistent and charming in its simplicity. Pardon Me continues this more dancey mood with a pared down work-out. Next up is the best track on the LP, Fists Up; a delight to listen to as a great melody set over a monolithic synth beat. Soon the track opens up into a pretty repeated chorus. True Affection closes the set; a downbeat minimalist number which plods amiably along for three minutes.
Clever stuff, quirky and charming.
Words: Richard Foster.