On her third album, the former Nickelodeon star sheds the cute popstar image, adopting a message of empowerment that rings true
Big Ben : Millennium chimes
It kicks in with an elegant yet portentous, grooving yet arhythmic introductory peal of chimes, and you half expect a thumping house beat to kick in.
It kicks in with an elegant yet portentous, grooving yet arhythmic introductory peal of chimes, and you half expect a thumping house beat to kick in. But it doesn't. It chills down to quite literally nothing. And then there's the breathless, minimalist simplicity of 12 equally spaced chimes. And finally silence. And a new day. Extraordinary.
They don't write them like this any more. As far as anyone can tell this song is so beyond music that no-one actually wrote it... it was simply plucked out of the ether. It belongs to me. It belongs to you. It belongs to all humanity. As timeless as time itself, as perfect a piece of music as has ever been recorded. I predict this will be a massive global hit, and that it will be the soundtrack to New Year's parties everywhere. Remember where you heard it first.
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Oscar Scheller’s been compared to Blur and Elastica, and that sounds about right
Medium-sized guests and the vibey sounds of tropical house combine on an album that's not quite euphoric