In the Art ...

... Of plates as produced Josh Davis aka DJ Shadow, it makes little sense to enumerate all the laboriously wired together effects, looped sequences and sound snippets, not the associations and inspirations that it grow. Is this not about songs in the conventional sense, but rather the more or less artful juxtaposition of sound miniatures to how the internet platform npr aptly writes, "epic film score without a film".

So far, so well known and so well. The problem with "The Less You Know ..." is now but that Davis said, expanding his stylistic freedom unnecessarily and to even more difficult to try even the formerly demonized lyrical need, in the false assumption that even the will to him succeed. But as much as DJ Shadow is true in the field of "turntablism" as a recognized genius, he is so far from this the classic songwriting. So it mißraten the eingesungene of Tom Vek "Warning Call" as wavig-grummelndes Something and unfortunately the odd boring "Scale It Back" with Little Dragon Yukimi Nagano chanteuse.

Resembled his success work "Endtroducing ..." from 1996 still an open heart surgery contemporary hip-hop in all its different facets, so does this new album as an erratic, arbitrary patchwork, in which one wishes, one would have more of a as increasingly been of so much. Against "Stay The Course" and the relaxed Rhymes of Kelvin Mercer, aka. De-La-Soul mastermind Posdnuos is nothing to object to, they would ("Border Crossing") ushered in not by a martial Mathmetalbrett. We still jazzy breakbeats ("Run For Your Life"), sad Barmelodien ("Sad And Lonely"), the bratzige BigBeat Monsters "I Gotta Rock" and the strange noisy "Give Me Back My Nights" ("... The Agony of my soul, The Million endless solitary nights ... ") and a lot of experimental filler.

What would be so wrong it was, with the memory of the fabulous Digable Planets, to Guru and his Jazzmatazz which to settle Stereo MC's, who had to prove Davis that he so no fear of distant look in pots has? Tracks such as the gently rocking "Redeemed" or the mysterious throbbing of "Tedium" show so that the man is best when it is limited to the obvious. The chance to re masterpiece, on which they had hoped so much, was so unfortunately awarded. mapambulo: blog