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Five year reissue of Vegyn’s 71-track album; a mosaic of vignettes originally issued the same year as ‘Only Diamonds Cut Diamonds’, and working like a library sample bank of cues, themes, and moody morsels.
Producer to the likes of Dean Blunt and Frank Ocean, and son of pop royalty Phil Thornalley (producer of classics by The Cure, Prefab Sprout), Vegyn’s sound has been forged in the space between pop and the contemporary underground. His knack for proper song arrangements is undoubted, but here he’s found in more fragmented, elusive form, shelling armfuls of audio offcuts that were too bright and charming to leave on the cutting room floor.
Call it an album, beat tape, collage, sample bank - whatever you like - it’s simply quite a lovely listen on its own merits, fluctuating an abundance of ideas ways that perhaps subtly betray a thing for BoC’s prized interludes or BBC Radiophonc music as much as the sort of contemporary soundsphere of smartphone game soundtracks and commercial idents overheard on the bus, in the wild, that also lent itself to E+E’s early cut ’n paste pieces.
While mostly clipped to under or around a minute each, such as the glimmers of FM chords in ’80’s Nightmare Setup’ that cannily recalls his dad’s work with Prefab Sprout, or the effervescent synth jazz-funk of ‘B… Arp Forever V3’, they do occasionally spring something more substantial, venturing over the 2 min mark with dream-textured arabesques such as ‘Feet Too Tough 005’ and the squashed bubble of ‘Find Hihs Password 003’, and a sure nod to BoC in the wow and flutter of ‘Infinite Freeze Frame’, along with crisp-cut trap beat ‘Olbass All Bass 004’ that proves why he’s sought out by contemporary rappers, whilst the melodic, Bochum Welt-alike electro of ‘Yo This Is the Next Tune Yah Get Me’ firms up his links to the club.
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Five year reissue of Vegyn’s 71-track album; a mosaic of vignettes originally issued the same year as ‘Only Diamonds Cut Diamonds’, and working like a library sample bank of cues, themes, and moody morsels.
Producer to the likes of Dean Blunt and Frank Ocean, and son of pop royalty Phil Thornalley (producer of classics by The Cure, Prefab Sprout), Vegyn’s sound has been forged in the space between pop and the contemporary underground. His knack for proper song arrangements is undoubted, but here he’s found in more fragmented, elusive form, shelling armfuls of audio offcuts that were too bright and charming to leave on the cutting room floor.
Call it an album, beat tape, collage, sample bank - whatever you like - it’s simply quite a lovely listen on its own merits, fluctuating an abundance of ideas ways that perhaps subtly betray a thing for BoC’s prized interludes or BBC Radiophonc music as much as the sort of contemporary soundsphere of smartphone game soundtracks and commercial idents overheard on the bus, in the wild, that also lent itself to E+E’s early cut ’n paste pieces.
While mostly clipped to under or around a minute each, such as the glimmers of FM chords in ’80’s Nightmare Setup’ that cannily recalls his dad’s work with Prefab Sprout, or the effervescent synth jazz-funk of ‘B… Arp Forever V3’, they do occasionally spring something more substantial, venturing over the 2 min mark with dream-textured arabesques such as ‘Feet Too Tough 005’ and the squashed bubble of ‘Find Hihs Password 003’, and a sure nod to BoC in the wow and flutter of ‘Infinite Freeze Frame’, along with crisp-cut trap beat ‘Olbass All Bass 004’ that proves why he’s sought out by contemporary rappers, whilst the melodic, Bochum Welt-alike electro of ‘Yo This Is the Next Tune Yah Get Me’ firms up his links to the club.
Five year reissue of Vegyn’s 71-track album; a mosaic of vignettes originally issued the same year as ‘Only Diamonds Cut Diamonds’, and working like a library sample bank of cues, themes, and moody morsels.
Producer to the likes of Dean Blunt and Frank Ocean, and son of pop royalty Phil Thornalley (producer of classics by The Cure, Prefab Sprout), Vegyn’s sound has been forged in the space between pop and the contemporary underground. His knack for proper song arrangements is undoubted, but here he’s found in more fragmented, elusive form, shelling armfuls of audio offcuts that were too bright and charming to leave on the cutting room floor.
Call it an album, beat tape, collage, sample bank - whatever you like - it’s simply quite a lovely listen on its own merits, fluctuating an abundance of ideas ways that perhaps subtly betray a thing for BoC’s prized interludes or BBC Radiophonc music as much as the sort of contemporary soundsphere of smartphone game soundtracks and commercial idents overheard on the bus, in the wild, that also lent itself to E+E’s early cut ’n paste pieces.
While mostly clipped to under or around a minute each, such as the glimmers of FM chords in ’80’s Nightmare Setup’ that cannily recalls his dad’s work with Prefab Sprout, or the effervescent synth jazz-funk of ‘B… Arp Forever V3’, they do occasionally spring something more substantial, venturing over the 2 min mark with dream-textured arabesques such as ‘Feet Too Tough 005’ and the squashed bubble of ‘Find Hihs Password 003’, and a sure nod to BoC in the wow and flutter of ‘Infinite Freeze Frame’, along with crisp-cut trap beat ‘Olbass All Bass 004’ that proves why he’s sought out by contemporary rappers, whilst the melodic, Bochum Welt-alike electro of ‘Yo This Is the Next Tune Yah Get Me’ firms up his links to the club.
Five year reissue of Vegyn’s 71-track album; a mosaic of vignettes originally issued the same year as ‘Only Diamonds Cut Diamonds’, and working like a library sample bank of cues, themes, and moody morsels.
Producer to the likes of Dean Blunt and Frank Ocean, and son of pop royalty Phil Thornalley (producer of classics by The Cure, Prefab Sprout), Vegyn’s sound has been forged in the space between pop and the contemporary underground. His knack for proper song arrangements is undoubted, but here he’s found in more fragmented, elusive form, shelling armfuls of audio offcuts that were too bright and charming to leave on the cutting room floor.
Call it an album, beat tape, collage, sample bank - whatever you like - it’s simply quite a lovely listen on its own merits, fluctuating an abundance of ideas ways that perhaps subtly betray a thing for BoC’s prized interludes or BBC Radiophonc music as much as the sort of contemporary soundsphere of smartphone game soundtracks and commercial idents overheard on the bus, in the wild, that also lent itself to E+E’s early cut ’n paste pieces.
While mostly clipped to under or around a minute each, such as the glimmers of FM chords in ’80’s Nightmare Setup’ that cannily recalls his dad’s work with Prefab Sprout, or the effervescent synth jazz-funk of ‘B… Arp Forever V3’, they do occasionally spring something more substantial, venturing over the 2 min mark with dream-textured arabesques such as ‘Feet Too Tough 005’ and the squashed bubble of ‘Find Hihs Password 003’, and a sure nod to BoC in the wow and flutter of ‘Infinite Freeze Frame’, along with crisp-cut trap beat ‘Olbass All Bass 004’ that proves why he’s sought out by contemporary rappers, whilst the melodic, Bochum Welt-alike electro of ‘Yo This Is the Next Tune Yah Get Me’ firms up his links to the club.