9/10 Brian Staff review, 01 February 2013
I recall being bemused and slightly pissed-off at Two Lone Swordsmen's post-’Tiny Reminders’ musical direction. I (selfishly) wanted more bass-bin worrying electro-tech, the likes of which I've never really heard anywhere outside a Kenneth Tenniswood show since. Not weird big beat/rockabilly hybrids. Or Weatherall "singing". So after then my love affair with RGC and Weatherall gradually diminished although I still regularly returned to a couple of albums and hung onto my Radioactive Man records. How a decade or more can change things. Now I find myself terribly disappointed with the latest RM offering but enthralled by Weatherall's latest pairing where he bounces off a French lad going under the nom-de-plume Timothy J. Fairplay which actually sounds more credible than his real name, Antoine Rouge. Talk about "porn names".
So, with our Andy having some fresh young blood to smother himself with for inspiration, they've finally nailed an artist album under this Asphodells moniker that is already destined to be one of the electronic highlights of 2013. It helps I've seen the pair of them DJing in this guise twice since the summer so I know the perfectly paced groove and the vibe of many of these tunes that they seamlessly slipped in with some of the finest deep cosmic disco and moody, funky stealth-house. Basically chuck new wave into the mix and that's the loose-fitting mould of this stunning album if you're crying out for meaningless pigeon-holes
That's basically the story here. There are a few subtle callbacks to the old world of TLS but largely this is a pretty fresh new sound for the Satanically-bearded one and his new cohort (who makes some sublime genre-defying and very sought-after records under his own name). This music is mid-tempo, deep and luxuriant with an hypnotic sensual motorik feel, influences abound from the likes of New Order to John Betjeman (‘Late Flowering Lust’ was originally a poem penned by the great man in his old age) but most significantly, what carries the album as a whole are all the wondrous flecks of brittle cosmic ephemera wooshing past your ears...and this endless sexy groove...you're just sucked in from the first song and it does not let you the fuck go until the finale.
Weatherall sings on a few songs as well and I quite like his voice now. He's comes across a little like Terry Hall fronting a fantasy ‘80s industrial/psychedelic pop band. It's quite a retro-futurist outing from start to finish, hosting numerous cheeky snatches of processed ricocheting guitar and some fantastic sounds of old analogue hardware. There's so much more however, a trippy aura you just can't put into words. The bass-lines underpinning many of these tunes are just irresistible too. Just marvellous songs throughout.
'Ruled by Passion, Destroyed by Lust', for me, somehow has the edge over every single other album this week, I cannot stop listening to the bugger. Welcome back into my life Sir Andy, you truly are the gallant knight of dance music, your new bezzie mate can come too.
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