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Jump Leads

Downtempo
Released 21/04/2008
© 2002 Twentythree Records Ltd
£4.99

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#	Name	Length	Sample	Price
1	Bumblehaun	6:00	Play	£0.69
2	Motown Coppers	4:41	Play	£0.69
3	Spill the Beans	4:26	Play	£0.69
4	DNA	6:52	Play	£0.69
5	We Build Arks	3:50	Play	£0.69
6	It's a Knockout	6:32	Play	£0.69
7	Monk's Utterance	5:41	Play	£0.69
8	Percival Quintaine	4:52	Play	£0.69
9	Nightfall	7:34	Play	£0.69
10	Mother Nature's Spies	3:45	Play	£0.69
11	The Green Green Grass of Homegrown	3:49	Play	£0.69

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Bizarre though it may seem, the two blokes from Hull, otherwise known as the Pink Floyd of electronica – Fila Brazillia, have been working together for eight – yes, count 'em, eight, albums, each containing at least one track at least 15 minutes long, all track titles intent on outright confusion. This is their eighth, and latest offering, Jump Leads, which though hardly new (it’s been out for at least a year), I decided to revisit.

It’s bouncy opening, inexplicably titled, Bumblehaun, sets the tone for the rest of the album – a laid-back, though not entirely chilled-out set of tunes. For the die-hard FB fans, you might be shocked at the lack of a 15 minute indulgence, and dismayed at the use of (gasp) vocals on some of their tracks. But don’t worry – the lyrics are strange enough – 'The wheels on the bus go round and round…’

Ahem. But pretensions aside, there’s enough here for everyone – there’s world-fusion on Mother Nature’s Spies, more familiar FB guitar-electronica melting pot stuff on the cute DNA, Latinised trumpeting on It’s A Knockout and Motown Coppers is souped up Shaft – served up electrofunk stylee, as they say in some parts. Hardly music to relax to – more music to drive to, if anything.

Just what do those weird and wonderful track titles mean? Who cares – indeed, it’s the music which speaks volumes, and it’s a fine, if more mainstream album which certainly contains more heart than the equally fine but soulless offerings from Zero 7.

Dick Witty – BBC Collective [2003]