The [B]Dewaele[/B] brothers hit the stage in a blur of cream suits and shaggy-haired sex-funk.
The Dewaele brothers hit the stage in a blur of cream suits and shaggy-haired sex-funk. They look like the kings of New York, but actually they’re a pair of Belgian TV music presenters. They’re called Stephen (vocals) and David (axe), and what they do is…well, [I]confusing[/I].
The key word here is: cross-pollination. In this post-Beck musical landscape, little things like truth and heritage mean precisely nish, and if it means that even Belgium can make some good music, then that’s another victory for globalisation.
Besides, there’s something in the way that debut single ‘Too Many DJs’ builds an anthemic mountain of enormous, brutally funky guitars, but still finds space for David to swipe the mic from his brother and execute a virtuosic human beatbox solo. Not something, it’s fair to say, that we’ve seen Donna Air do.
And what’s that, irony is dead? Well, yes. But there’s no embarrassing look-my-tongue’s-in-my-cheek, here. A charming steal is not theft, David proves, as he straps on a plastic Casio synth guitar for a cover of Prince’s ‘Pop Life’. Soulwax might be shooting at the goal posts that Beck’s taken charge of moving, but here marks the point where a triumph of style over substance still remains a triumph.