Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
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He opts for intimacy as the best policy, shunts his two glamorous keyboardists offstage, and bursts into an a cappella rendition of [a]Liz Phair[/a]'s [B]'Perfect World'[/B]...
For a young man usually bolstered by a network of helpful chums (label bosses Beastie Boys, girlfriend actress Claire Danes, occasional collaborator Sean Lennon), this vexed reception proves disconcerting. His cautious demeanour suggests that he came here to bare his soul, but fears a catastrophic result.
Finally, he opts for intimacy as the best policy, shunts his two glamorous keyboardists offstage, and bursts into an a cappella rendition of Liz Phair's 'Perfect World'. He unleashes the anguished 'Burn To Shine' with tense catharsis, then abandons his mic for the prickly, hushed 'Sleepwalking'.
Still, Lee treads a fine line between the confessional and the superficial. Marrying barbed lyrics with buoyant melodies, he fluctuates between '80s teen-flick pop and the sombre dexterity of a young Dylan. When a seam splits in his rhinestone-festooned shirt, he panics, but refuses to take it off. "Some things you don't want to see," he explains. Although Lee wears his heart on his sleeve, there's only so much he'll reveal.
Character studies and ready melodies abound in the latest record by the Oxford quartet
A battle-like record where fear and dread rule
Another gripping Pedro Almodóvar mystery, full of vibrant visuals and emotional revelations
The Californian succeeds, once again, in exposing the ugliness of mankind. It’ll get under your skin