Boomkat Product Review:
Take one Beck, add a dash of Jamie Lidell and bake for 38 minutes in a Funked-up oven at gas mark Cut-up... If that piss-poor analogy has left you none the wiser, Superthriller are a bunch of ex-Shoreditch loft dwellers who make electronically informed lo-fi funk/indie songs that stomp all over the place with a carefree arrogance that is awfully infectious. Opening with the glitch addled pop-funk of 'Ahjustwannadance', Max, Ben and Andrew (surnames AWOL) are not afraid to throw caution to the wind with a breezy song whose surface innocence could easily leave them exposed to a critical mauling; but it works wonderfully. In much the same way, Har Mar Superstar aping 'I Know How To Treat a Lady' ("in the kitchen I go to town, in the bedroom I go down...") is a rubbery slice of glittering pop that can't fail to carry you along on it's breezy intent. Elsewhere, 'Fat Ass' dabbles in breezeblock beats and mucky mouthed insults, 'I'm Going to Ask to Leave at 3 So Call Me' is almost the Lidell/Peaches collaboration that'll never happen, whilst 'Upgrade' is a sleazy low-fi lament. Have a word!