Six months ago was released one of the most daring
albums ever recorded. Echoboy’s Volume
One was a melting pot of sounds, genres and
ideas. Richard Warren, the man behind Echoboy, full-time
wholesaler in noise pollution, is now back with Volume
Two.
Once again, guitars, drum machines, samplers and other
ill-behaved machines fight for power. Not in a million
years would anyone believe one man could be responsible
for such chaos. But quite frankly, this is a bloody
well organised chaos. If everything seems to go wrong,
it is actually because everything is at the right place.
Warren grew up listening to rock, but soon discovered
that there was more to music than the traditional voice/guitar/bass/drums
pattern. Volume One
and Two are the result of his investigations,
into a world where punk and electronic walk hand in
hand. Imagine the Clash covering Sigue Sigue Sputnik,
and you have Telstar Recovery. Now, keep on
playing: Kraftwerk featuring Simple Mind on Make
The City The Sound; the Cocteau Twins playing funky
electronica, that’ll be the brilliant Südwsestfunk
No.5… well I think you’re getting the hang of it
now!
Echoboy is impossible to classify. Not rock nor pop
nor electronic, and all that at the same time. Disconcerting,
Volume Two is. Challenging, it is too. But
more than anything, it is the work of a very clever
man, absorbing everything, to regurgitate his own blasting
mishmash. The future’s bright; the future is Echboy’s.
5/5
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