The long-running franchise's latest instalment "might be the summer's most satisfying blockbuster"
When indie wants to reclaim high IQ it ends up lo-fi, but when electronica strives for cerebral flash, it arrives here, on [B](MO) Mars[/B] with its samplers in a twist...
Four albums of low-frequency, high-IQ nu-jazz micro-ticking has established the Cologne and D|sseldorf duo of Andi Toma and Jan St Werner as Kraft'n'Kraut-spawned twiddlers on the edge of genius and, as the japingly deconstructed song titles (or, song litt.es, perhaps) indicate, their latest work is more dismemberingly perverse than ever. A bluebottle buzzes. A brass section parades ironically. Regression tech textures scamper round the perimeters of funk and orchestras of plankton tune up.
For all its sly disco, hip-hop and acid allusions however, 'Niun Niggung' is rarely 'danceable'. Much of it is in thrall to a type of Japanese airport terminal futurism that's almost nostalgic. From 'Pinwheel Herman' which evokes Herbie Hancock having a migraine to 'Circloid Bricklett Spr|ngli' which suggests a Spike Milligan sketch about Herbie Hancock having a migraine in China, a zillion marvels of slithery-disked technique flicker past, but little aside from the stormin' avant-Norman Cook piece 'Distroia' engages. All that IQ without E(motional) Q makes for a strangely dry record.
With Skepta and Stormzy dragging hard lyricism into the mainstream, Flowdan’s blunt rap suddenly feels on trend
The Canadian band bring little to the table with their second album of meat-and-potatoes tunes
Please, let this fifth Ice Age film be the last
Spielberg’s take on the beloved Roald Dahl novel is restrained, nostalgic and sweetly sentimental