Now on his fourth studio album, FATTTB is 29-year-old Kent one man band Daniel Turbull, his music a melange of blues, folk, electronic beats, punk, jazz, rap and dance played out on guitar, pedals, loops and synths. He makes one hell of a vibrant noise, urgent, raw and exhilarating.
A commentary on fake news, 'Genghis Khan' barrels out of the starting gate with driving strummed acoustic guitar laced to a drumkick and surgingly persistent riff as the vocals tumble over themselves, shifting to the snaky, funked pulse groove of 'Dance Until You Drop'. Things take a stylistic swerve with 'Few More Hours', a summery jaunty jogging number with a circling guitar line intro before it gets into the loping rhythm, spotlighting a playful guitar solo midway. Belching synths, percussive snaps and a rough beast bass heavy slouch carry along the hypnotic 'Reshape' with its inventive electronic flutters while the pumping tempo of 'House' gets skitterish with its hissing percussion, blues guitar licks and a rather optimistic lyric about getting on the property ladder.
The most musically ambitious track comes with 'Doppelganger', a stylistic mash up that starts off with an airy jazzy vibe before heading into drum and bass territory, layering jazz chords over a synth bass line The one instrument not played by Turnbull comes with Rob Shepherd's banjo contribution to 'Fortuna', a lope-along folksy blues number written as a pick-up after a particularly bad patch, then there's sort of mutant rockabilly feel heralded by the bass intro on 'The Signal Is Cut' before entering cosmic electro dance realms with gravelly, throaty vocals, an Eastern melody refrain, synth distortions and jerky and jabbing drum thumps.
By complete contrast, with its jump up and down rhythm, summery jazz-blues interlude, harmonica break and la la la chorus courtesy the Medway Singers, 'Work All Week' is a celebratory let your 9-5 hair down, festivals-themed summer anthem for field parties. It ends as it began on a protest note, 'The World Will Be A Wasteland' a post-apocalypse folksy strum with an acoustic guitar line that's a lot jauntier than the lyrics about nuclear Armageddon, although it does have a 'choose life' option. Not an album for those who like to have convenient pigeonholes perhaps, but you owe it to your musical horizons to at least give it the chance to persuade.
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