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Stellar first new album from Jam City in 5 years, cranking up the hair-kissing soul in a gush of distorted riffs and smarting synth melody certain to light up fans of his seminal ‘Classical Curves’ - a big RIYL 0PN, Jai Paul, Prince, Johnny Jewel, Cindy Lee
Arriving at opposite end of the decade to his debut, JC’s keenly awaited 3rd album answers the hypothetical query on everyone’s mind right now; “what would it be like to be quarantined in Heaven?”. It arrives just as the UK enters a 2nd lockdown to provide an escape playroom of ideas away from his, and y/our worries, packing some of his most im/perfect pop songwriting riffing on themes of unfulfilled fantasies and life in a “world of oozing, technicolor glamour and abundance in a time of diminishing expectations.” But it’s a joyful sort of worrying, prizing whatever glints of serotonin he can find and turning them into an album of brittly vulnerable but radiant pop uchronia.
Like 0PN’s dial-scanning nostalgia, Cindy Lee’s warped rock n roll, or Jai Paul’s chromeburst soul, Jam City magpies what he needs from the jukebox to alchemise a genre-oblivious sound that reflects the everything-at-once, exaggerated nature of the times in a way that has served him very well for the past decade. Look for standouts in the bolshy purple funk of ‘Sweetjoy’, the unnervingly saccharine glam stomp of ‘They Eat The Young Too’, and the smashed ballideering of ‘I Don’t Wanna Dream About It Anymore’ for the sharpest treats, and ‘Cherry’ for whelming doses of hair-kissing vintage JC soul.