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The Whitest Boy Alive


The Whitest Boy Alive

Erlend Øye has spent his whole adult life making very similar music. Whether floaty and light with Kings Of Convenience or floatier and lighter on his own, his whimsical mini-pop anchored by his sine wave voice has been a predictable constant in an uncertain world. For ‘The Whitest Boy Alive’ he’s decamped to Berlin, roped in some hipster mates and hooked up with über-cool Aussies Modular for his version of a German prog-techno project. ‘Burning’ chugs along like crystalline clockwork, ‘Golden Cage’ briefly threatens to be ‘Another One Bites The Dust’ while ‘Borders’ is a dalliance with (gulp) prog rock. And guess what, Øye’s equivalent of turning things up to 11 sounds… much the same as all his other records. No bad thing: as much as going all Kruder & Dorfmeister on us sounds enticing on paper, you’d soon miss the warm bath of reassurance these songs provide.

Dan Martin