Friday, March 21st, 2014

Route 94 ft. Jess Glynne – My Love

No detours.


Scott Mildenhall: This does not sound like a number one single. It won’t represent a peak of the Majestic Casual aesthetic, because Duke Dumont is soon to follow it to the top, but that something so startlingly unshowy can take such hold is massively impressive, more so even than Jess Glynne’s sudden two-for-two record. There’s little chance of this being the more remembered of those two, but they’re opposite sides of the same coin. “Rather Be” fills its box with ideas while committed to avoiding any overspill, while this leaves more than enough space to avoid taking that chance. Space leaves a lot upon the listener, and in this case results in fine Occam’s pop.

Anthony Easton: That woo-wee hook line is such a perfect little historical detail, a perfect example of what House was, and perhaps, what house could be. The rest of it does not live up to that brilliant little piece. 

Patrick St. Michel: Economical dance music.

Alfred Soto: A recent British number one, and as ideal a representative of the ocean between us. Where EDM still guarantees a modicum of record company promotional pull here, minimal nineties house with quick “haunting vocals” is becoming generic in the UK. Not as sharp as Gorgon City.

Mallory O’Donnell: If it’s the Route 94 from NY to NJ that would make sense, since this runs from the Paradise Garage straight to the Jersey variety. A pity there wasn’t time for more of a detour.

Iain Mew: Congratulations to Jess Glynne on becoming the lowest profile singer to feature on two UK number ones since Chrome. She’s less likely to stay that way, but in this case the song that’s got her there matches the anonymity.

Katherine St Asaph: A deceptively interesting, way undercovered genre: solo albums from dance guest vocalists, five to 20 years after the guest vocals (Kristy Thirsk’s got one this month). “My Love” is little more than a house beat and piano bit and maybe two lyrics, more like a room before you move into it than like a proper track, but hey, maybe it’ll get Glynne on track for 2022.

Brad Shoup: I saw the lead act’s name and thought Miami bass — I wasn’t far off, at least in the name. Neither wisp nor wildling, “My Love” is a crisp workout, overlaid with Glynne’s undulating plane of a vocal. It’s nagging, not insistent, and thoroughly haunted in the low end.

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