... a New Order-ish sparkler...
Blithely shattering the twin axioms that govern the planet’s synth maestros – one must be bald and one must be a twat – Echoboy, being neither bald nor a twat, is a mutinous cove indeed. ‘Automatic Eyes’ boasts a similarly brazen disregard of convention, bringing as it does a throbbing heart and strumtastic guitar to the electro-pop table. The result? A [url=]New Order-ish sparkler that’s so woozy and warm, it’ll make you want to wrap yourself in bog roll and run through fields in slow motion, like that dog. Stupendous.