Noticeably stepping away from 2002's accessible Mind Elevation,
in particular its almost radio-friendly verse-chorus-verse cuts, the
latest N.O.W. album serves not as a return to form but rather as a
bridge between that album and the tokeworthy downtempo delights of his
post-bleep back catalog.
Warp Boasting
stellar production that shames his gaggle of imitators, the results are
by-and-large gratifying, but can prove somewhat grating due to an
unyielding sense of repetition. No one can deny that George Evelyn
knows how to lay down a damn fine groove. How effective he is
translating that into a proper song remains up for debate. Case in
point: although exhibiting a solid foundation, opener "Passion" just
begged for something more than herbal accompaniment to prevent me from
skipping through at its midpoint, a rather rough way to start off an
album.
However, Evelyn knows how to take total control of his listeners,
blunted or otherwise, and applies himself towards such means on several
occasions here. No true roots reggae devotee could possibly pass over
the sun-drenched "Flip Ya Lid", with classic toasting, subtly dubby
echoes, and a bassline begging for a massive sound system. "I Am You"
is good old fashioned American blues put through the N.O.W. ringer,
lyrically sparse but sonically infused with sincere emotion and
spirituality. "Damn" stands out as the true gem of this record,
brimming with soulful R&B sensibility and a hefty dollop of
uplifting gospel, starkly contrasting with the desperation of the
lyrics.
His best album since the essential Carboot Soul, In A Space Outta Sound
goes down easy for purists and novices alike, proving that despite even
my own protests, Warp isn't completely useless these days.
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