I’m sure a good number of you have heard the Van Halen-inspired “Ain’t Talkin’ ‘Bout Dub” by Apollo Four Forty. The album it’s off is Electro Glide in Blue.
I don’t hear a single “Inca” thing. Okay, there are a few flutes. Sounds pretty good if you’re stoned, or coming down, or just don’t feel like moving much.
As is the case with drum’n’bass, it can get confusing if you’re looking for the backbeat. But if you can follow the action, it’s pretty damn incredible.
Why does a band that has become internationally famous for breakbeats and “Loops of Fury” revert to the metronomic bass drum sound that drove so many away?
Too pop to be trip, too R’n’B to be Poe, too slick to be Björk, not massive enough to be an attack. It really doesn’t add up to much. Elevator electro?
Funny how “Electronica” has so many trappings of rock. After three songs, Moby stripped off his shirt, wiped his face with it, and threw it into the audience.
The samples are flying, the sticks are flying, the whole crowd is flying. Their new disc, Loop Bites Dog (Mammoth) is amazing, but this is fuckin’ INCREDIBLE.
With guitar, bass, drumset, vocals and keyboards, the energy poured off the stage with a gorgeous rapper spewing out words and rhythms like it was nothing.