DJ Methodist - Other Worlds EP

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5...according to our Brian on Fri 15 Feb, 2008.

And i've got the top 'pop' tune of the week too! It's called 'Other Worlds' and is by the esoteric DJ Methodist. Don't know how he's managed to fuse such a tune but it's a total radio hit in waiting is this fucker. Can't get it out of my head atall. Like brain herpes crossed with a lost Blur tune circa '13'. Zinging space noises reaching indeed for other worlds with a pinging bass line & a casual, easygoing male vocal singing this most effortless of songs, an absolute DIY slice of genius. You see, i was convinced it was a cover of a massive recent hit, it's just got THAT thing going on. If you like timeless indie pop you really have to do this for yourself. the 2nd & 4th tracks are like tributes to Sheffield circa 1978. The first one is just a uber minimal Raymond Scott plink-a-thon whilst TRK4 is a compulsive minimal analogue technoid experiment, comin atcha like The Future, slicing into your brain with microid pulsing morse code beats & sinister monotone synthwaves. Track 3 is a bit pants in comparison but who cares when you got that lead tune comin' in yr ears like Chorley FM. Comes with a postcard numbered of 200 so be cocking quick!

With the ´seven nights´ full length looming large on the horizon and due for impact early next year, ´Other Worlds´ is the third outing from DJ Methodist (better known to acquaintances as Post Office records head honcho David Handford) and follows the much loved visitations to these pages of his cover of Joy Divisions ´Digital´ and ´Sirens´ releases. A simple but effective sounding buzzing sugar laced cosmic corker cut through with lunatic swirls, pining stratospheric signatures and stuttering cool zig zagging rhythms which to these ears sound not so dissimilar in texture, delivery and overall design as a marriage of convenience between J Xaverre and Tex La Homa convened over by Magoo (which I´m sure you´ll agree is no mean feat) dispatching lovelorn odes from the stars from decoded messages received from Fireball XL5´s Steve Zodiac ´Daddyhole´ over on the flip sounds like its made a break for freedom and fell off the working bench of electronic sounds pioneer Raymond Scott and escaped the confines of the Manhattan Research Inc either that or found sounds from some kind of enchanted underground ice kingdom - you decide - night time playroom lullaby enthusiasts and Plone fans will swoon. ´Gunga´ changes the mood and vibe, an oddly off road booty shaking wired to the teeth shadowy mooching minimalist frazzled hip hop driven electro nugget of sorts that barring what I´ve just said had me recalling some post punk styled fractured take on the New York street scene of the day as viewed by a studio free for all featuring Cabaret Voltaire, A Certain Ratio and the Raincoats - must add that its strangely addictive. ´Estuary life´ rounds up what has been a mighty set with a spot of strangeness by way of some unsettling sound manipulations which to these ears sounds like a plague of tap tapping sub mariner locusts at feeding time though I´d be interested to hear your thoughts - answers / ideas / possible outcomes on a postcard to the usual address.

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