Filching from film scores,[I] [B]News At Ten[/B][/I], nursery rhymes and the cold clip of circuitry,[B] Tenor's[/B] creation is surprisingly down-tempo, invariably cheesy (this is a man known to ride
Filching from film scores, News At Ten, nursery rhymes and the cold clip of circuitry, Tenor's creation is surprisingly down-tempo, invariably cheesy (this is a man known to ride a white stallion into gigs) and strangely soulful.
There's the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack-in-a-meat-grinder disco slam of 'Total Devastation', the creepy pulp horror organ bellow of 'Serious Love', the Barry White pastiche of 'Love And Work' and the low-slung lounge-core sleaze of 'Xinotepe Heat' (intermittently sounding like a telephone being mistreated).
Tenor even takes a housey stab at Prince's '1999' conceit with 'Year Of Apocalypse' - only the uplifting, light-footed insouciance of its "We're gonna party and have a good time" chorus is tempered by the spooky hum of a gospel choir creeping in like an omen of doom.
Tenor's 'Organism' is a Frankenstein's monster with two left feet but buckets of charm. Useless on the dancefloor, then, but great in bed.
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