Don’t know what angle to go with here. I could talk about how the fact Florence always sounds like a wailing widow means her vocals are perfect for playing the role of anonymous diva to club remixes’ throbbing machismo (by The xx, Seiji, Boy 8-Bit and now Breakage). Alternatively I could talk about how it’s Friday, and that means this song will have you gagging for the night...
Sometimes hooks are so mangled from their original form that singing along becomes impossible. As if that would prevent us from trying. To little success, we tried arching our lungs over the cut-up voice of Florence Welch here, though even met with failure it’s still lodged in our brains. The xx resung the rest of the tune for their 2-steppy sorta cover/remix, where xylophone and harp seem...
So, this year I thought I’d have a go at doing a Festive Fifty, folllowing in the footsteps of the great John Peel and some other estimable bloggers. However, it’s been a bit of a strange and unsatisfying exercise. I’m sure that when it comes to deciding the top 50 albums and songs of the year, magazines and other multi-staffed media outlets decide on their lists by a...
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