It’s the dude with the awesome blazer from the “Pass Out” video!…

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Kat Stevens: Tinie Tempah’s best mate Labrinth was responsible for some excellent vocals on “Pass Out” and “Frisky”, fleshing out TT’s sneering with some haunting miserablism and snarky rhymes where appropriate. Unfortunately, Labrinth has now signed to Simco, so any trace of his personality has been neutralised by Simon Cowell’s Synth Preset #1 and some lyrics aimed at a lobotomised Care Bear. “We are glowing from within, only ‘cos the sun shines once again“? I’ve heard more gritty realism from the Lighthouse Family.
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Martin Skidmore: SThis has a beepily ravey housey backing threatening to blow up at some point, but it’s a surprisingly muted number, a single step livelier than an R&B ballad. He’s a good singer, with a somewhat thin high R&B voice, but maybe this doesn’t have the pop energy to break him as a solo act.
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John Seroff: I suppose “Sun Shine” is meant to be R&B or, at the very least, electropop but that’s just radio play bluster; this is a phylum of invertebrate known to muzoologists as nu-modern lite-FM filler. You’re fooling yourself if you’re hearing anything more than a song striving to find an equal home on the beach from three blankets over or in the pharmacy while waiting for Ambien refills. That’s appropriate; “Sun Shine” is equal parts vaguely annoying and sleep-inducing.
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Alex Ostroff: It’s a pleasant trifle, albeit one that feels somewhat out of place as autumn descends and brisk cloudy days become the norm. Labrinth does absolutely nothing to distinguish himself vocally, but in a year where menace, swagger and sleaze are the defining traits of male R&B (not that this is necessarily a bad thing), “Let the Sun Shine” oozes positivity and optimism. It’s corny and facile and despite this, each time the chorus bursts forth it manages to lift my spirits.
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Frank Kogan: Lots of quick shimmers from the synth, so a pleasant vocal would be perfect, but the singing here is enervated to the point of turning the sun beige.
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Alfred Soto: When darkness sounds like sawtooth synths, be sure to sleep with a nightlight.
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