With their bigger and better second album, London-based indie/dance band Boxed In have earned their breakout moment
Strummer, Joe & The Mescaleros : Yalla yalla
This could have been terrible, humiliating, another crinkly faded hero grasping for past glories reborn. Instead, [B]'Yalla Yalla' [/B]is rather remarkable.
e ntrenched in the '90s.
Co-written with The Grid's Richard Norris, it lopes along in slow motion over pulsating electronica and tinny
- part hymn, part rap, part ambient ska. If you can imagine such a thing. It has a refined, contemplative quality, and Strummer's voice is, of course, a scratched-up, dented miracle.
You just have to wish that the album version, included here, wasn't over six minutes long D overkill by any standards - and that the chorus didn't actually say, "Yalla yalla yalla, there's
on the bayou".
Pretend you didn't hear that part, and you'll be alright.
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