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Casiokids
Oh yes! Dubby, poppy, swinkly basslines, Mr Oizo-esque bubbly farty electro-kazoo noises! Jaunty drums! Yes, jaunty! Sweet pop melodies! Harmonies! One Two Three Four heartbeat wowness! Synths not synthetics! Infiltration of happiness! This couldn’t get any better! Test me! Try and listen…
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Metronomy
Inventive to the point of annoyance Who’d have thought that being in debt would make you famous these days? For the sake of five grand owed to a car scrappers’ yard, Pip has been forever immortalised in bleeps, beeps, turning-trick melodies, Aphex…
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AMFJ
Art, shouting, runaway glitchy madness There’s a point where art-music becomes almost transcendentally self-indulgent and that is the point at which it also becomes magnificent. Amidst the rolling, repeated bass-bumps of Klasar, AMFJ reaches this point as the lead voice, covered in…
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Joe Pug
“I’ve come to say exactly what I mean,” sings Pug on the statement-of-intent opener, Hymn #101, “And I mean so many things.” That tale of stubbornness, love and adventure showcases the 23-year-old’s inherent knack of framing a raw and emotive acoustic-country with…
