Album Review: Zonoscope - Cut Copy

Cut Copy's sophomore record, In Ghost Colours, was BlackPlastic's favourite album of 2008. Under the watchful eyes of ex-DFA producer Tim Goldsworthy it seemed that everything the Cutters touched turned to gold. Where debut album Bright Like Neon Love was all glittering pop hooks with the odd post-punk muted guitar the follow up was smeared in a veneer of melancholic synthesisers and seemingly sprinkled with cosmic space dust. Whereas ...Neon Love felt contemporary, In Ghost Colours still sounds like Tusk-era Fleetwood Mac who somehow got stuck in the future with no way of returning. For many, it redefined the reference points - those albums that serve to inspire contemporary musicians. In other words In Ghost Colours is pretty much timeless.

Now Goldsworthy is gone - the question is whether the magic is still there.

One thing is definite - Zonoscope makes a very good first impression. Starting with a trio of killers - 'Need You Tonight', 'Take Me Over' and 'Where I'm Going' - it is difficult not to be won over very early. If you are a fan of the band you are likely to have heard two of these already and both wear Cut Copy's influences on their sleeves - 'Take Me Over' was the Men At Work-esque first single off of the album and 'Where I'm Going', which is even more reminiscent of Fleetwood Mac than anything on the last album, was given away as a free download last year.

Both of these tracks are great but 'Need You Now' still somehow manages to blow them away - a dough-eyed new-romantic-on-MDMA-ballad, the bass pulses along with excitement like a racing heartbeat amid rolling drum breaks and a soaring chorus. It is without doubt the best thing we have heard from Cut Copy yet.

As openers go this almost feels mis-judged. Slamming two singles and an obvious future single right up front leaves the rest of the album feeling slightly askew. Couple that fact with closing track 'Sun God', a fifteen-minute Moroder-esque epic and the first couple of listens to Zonoscope can feel a little deflating. The highs are just so goddamn high that they either make the record's middle third feel somehow less worthy or the highlights themselves end up feeling gimmicky.

But as is often the way with Cut Copy, these are songs that crawl up inside your brain gradually, to the point that you can't imagine a time without them. And they rapidly become as important as the record's more obvious highlights. 'This Is All We've Got' and 'Hanging Onto Every Heartbeat' are better than most tracks on In Ghost Colours whilst 'Alissa' is a fantastic return to that record's dream-like aesthetic. And 'Blink And You'll Miss A Revolution' deserves a mention simply for having the most timely song title of any release, ever.

Several sites, including Pitchfork, have already commented that Zonoscope is more of an album than In Ghost Colours, on the basis that the latter is more a collection of jams than a cohesive whole. BlackPlastic isn't so sure - Bright Like Neon Love was a collection of pop songs, In Ghost Colours a statement of intent. Zonoscope feels no more album like than its predecessor and there are occasional transitions within the first four tracks that feel almost clumsy.

But the songs themselves are certainly as good as any of those Cut Copy have released to now, if not better. This will be the album that divides the hardcore cutters fans from the mainstream - the former might claim this album loses the focus and understatement the band once had, the latter will probably just enjoy the songs. Neither view is wrong - Zonoscope is In Ghost Colour's equal but it doesn't feel as important. This is undeniably another evolution but it doesn't feel like it will change the old records people view as cool, something In Ghost Colours certainly did. Instead it just further reinforces Cut Copy as one of the greatest dance rock bands of our time. And that can be no bad thing.

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Zonoscope is out now, available at Amazon.co.uk on CD, Deluxe CD, LP and MP3 [affiliate links].

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Single Review: Open Your Eyes - Alex Metric & Steve Angello

Frankly the only fair and just way to assess this 'super-collab' between two of clublands emerging heavyweights is in a stream-of-consciousness style rant written by your reviewer as they listen through for the first time:

We are floating. I can't even see my legs anymore. I'm having the best time. See those city lights? Yeah? And the cars all that way below us? Awesome...

Oh, some drums! That's because Alex Metric makes that rock influenced dance stuff. This is good. Actually this is formulaic. A break. Phew. Heavy. Hold on.... Tighter...

Drum roll. Woosh. Acid. Squelch. More acid.

Are we peaking? I think we might be peaking... But... This is actually a bit minimal. Hmmm... Maybe we aren't peaking. Where did the nice floaty bit from earlier go?

"Open Your Eyes". Oh, someone is saying the name of the song... Is this a radio DJ? Or was I just listening to an advert all this time? I'm feeling mildly not-okay. Like that time I took that pill and it all went 'a bit weird'.

Oh... Awesome! The floating 'no legs' bit is back but this time Alex bought his drums and there is a nice chord-progression bit! Awesome! We are DEFINITELY peaking!

This really is awesome! I think I'm having the best time! I love you guys! I really don't want anything more than this! In fact, this reminds me of that time I drank loads and loads and kissed that girl to Faithless' 'God is a DJ'. That was awesome. She was awesome. But not as awesome as you guys.

So in summary: Alex Metric & Steve Angello's 'Open Your Eyes' slots somewhere between 'epic' and 'turgid', 'brilliant' and 'annoying'. BlackPlastic says: enjoy it right now before it goes off and smells bad.

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Open Your Eyes is out now on Positiva, available on Beatport.

Album Review: James Blake - James Blake

When we reviewed James Blake's Klavierwerke EP last year one track really stood out for us - 'I Only Know (What I Know Now)' - due to it's minimal approach. The hype machine has been running at full tilt since that EP dropped and Blake's first single-proper from his self-titled debut, a cover of Feist's 'Limit To Your Love', created a bit of a watershed moment.

Fact: James Blake no longer makes dub-step. Actually BlackPlastic would argue he never really did. There are those that see the result as a commercial betrayal of the scene and there are those that see the resulting change in direction as far more innovative and exciting than what would have been possible if Blake had continued to focus on one specific genre. This album definitely puts this reviewer in the latter camp.

'I Only Know...' boasted a beautiful, raw understated approach to production and that same approach runs like a seam throughout this whole album. It is so distinctive that it almost feels like a concept.

And at times the result is truly, utterly staggering. Forthcoming single 'The Whilhelm Scream' is probably the best example. For the majority of the song's five minutes there is rarely more than a couple of things happening at any one time - a vocal runs throughout but besides that there are a smattering of clicks and beats and some soft electronic melodies, the occasional wave of distortion. But there is a point at around three-minutes in which sees the background (the clicks, whirs and distortion) become the foreground and the foreground (Blake's bruised vocal) become the background. It may sound like hyperbole but stick it on through some decent headphones or a good stereo and it is utterly staggering - worth the cost of the album on its own in fact.

And while James Blake may no longer be constrained by dub step that doesn't mean there aren't elements from  that genre here. In fact, the impact of dub step on Blake's song writing and production techniques are writ large across the ambient patterns, ticks and space of all of these songs. It is quite simple: 'The Whilhelm Scream' wouldn't be possible without dub step.

The criticisms are valid insomuch that this is undoubtedly the dub step album for your mum and the auto-tuned vocals innevitably feel a little over used. Everything about Blake's album screams that this is a guy needing to expose his soul but who is afraid to do so - the songs and vocals are deliberately obscured, scuffed and distorted. It is this filter that makes them so interesting yet it is difficult to hear the acapella start to 'Lindisfarne I' without thinking about Imogen Heap and dodgy hip-hop records.

These are minor quibbles though - the 'Lindisfarne I' minimal vocal exists to provide a counterweight to 'Lindisfarne II', where the vocal is set against a jerky folk backing. As Blake sings about people flying too high it almost sounds as though the song has taken its first shaky step out of the nest.

And aside from minimalism it is contrast that this record does best. Take the tale of sibling rivalry that is 'I Never Learnt To Share', which starts with a soulful vocal - "My brother and my sister refuse to talk to me, but I don't blame them" Blake repeats (confusingly he is an only child, leaving the listener to guess at the song's true meaning). By the song's climax there is a heavy bass line and squelchy synth in the front of the mix with the whole thing having seemingly evolved from one extreme to another without you even noticing the joins.

These songs are stripped bare to the point the production would be better dubbed anti-production. The closing few tracks perhaps demonstrate this best - 'Why Don't You Call Me?' jumps around like a distorted memory with the parts all in the wrong place. It puts the idea first and lets it roll around inside your head like the memories you can't possibly leave behind. the more you think about the them the more distorted and oblique they become. Final track 'Measurements' leaves all the tricks at the door, delivering a fairly straight but layered soul number.

More than anything this is just one of those albums you need to have heard and that you need to have an opinion about. Love it or hate it you cannot deny the ambition and because of that we can't wait to see what happens next.

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James Blake is out now, available from Amazon.co.uk on CD, LP and MP3 [affiliate links].

Video: Video Violence - Video Violence

This turned up in BlackPlastic's inbox this week with zero background and even less of an explanation. I'd encourage to just suck it up, take a listen and not worry who, what or why. It obviously sounds French, but maybe that is exactly what Video Violence want you to think.
References to robots abound and there is more than just a hint of Daft Punk and Justice in here but the eighties inspired video is a riot. Derivative it may be, but it's still pretty good.
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Competition: Win a copy of Future Disco Volume Four

Last week we posted our review of the rather lovely Future Disco Volume Four.  If your memory is as jaded as ours we shall remind you that we said "In the age of MP3 blogs and Soundcloud mixes proper mix albums are feeling increasingly rare - each good one feels like it my be the last. You could worse than make Future Disco Four the last one you buy."

So yes, we rather liked it and would encourage you to buy it. But if buying it isn't your bag then we have just the solution for you - three proper copies to give away.

To be in with a chance of winning one please send your name and address to Competitions@BlackPlastic.co.uk with the subject line 'I'd quite like to disco dance with you'.

The competition closes at midnight on Monday 7 February - good luck! [competition now closed - thanks to those who entered]

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