Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
Oh, the humanity. Usually, it's a lack of it that informs modern electronic music - a steely futurism that severs the boat of comprehension from the jetty of sense, and languishes in its own cool mean
Cobbled together on "an old PC and a dodgy Yamaha" - and in these playfully lo-fidelity sonic realms, we can only assume that's the keyboard, and not the motorbike - 'Antenna' is a thoroughly likeable trawl through electronica's treasured cast-offs. 'Microphones' offers a pared-down take on the Aphex Twin's skittish dynamism, 'Message From The Bigman' marries lonely unfurling synths to some very bad swear words, and the aforementioned 'Turtle' pulls off a similar trick to the remarkable Funkstorung remix of Bjvrk's 'All Is Full Of Love' earlier this year - so emotive are its strains, that you can barely believe that it's been pieced together with cold, dead machinery.
No ghosts in Pilote's machine, then. But refreshingly, a human heart.
Character studies and ready melodies abound in the latest record by the Oxford quartet
A battle-like record where fear and dread rule
Another gripping Pedro Almodóvar mystery, full of vibrant visuals and emotional revelations
The Californian succeeds, once again, in exposing the ugliness of mankind. It’ll get under your skin