Wednesday, August 11th, 2021

Rain Radio and DJ Craig Gorman – Talk About

And thus we have shown that one donk is equivalent to [1.71]. QED


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Will Adams: If it takes a functional house remix nine years after the fact for Nelly Furtado’s “Big Hoops (The Bigger the Better)” to get the recognition it deserves, so be it.
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Scott Mildenhall: Vindication for the ill-fated dice roll that was “Big Hoops”. Part of the pleasure of “Talk About” is in its reappraisal of a curiosity that slipped through the cracks; the essence of the original finally finding favour in a new form. But that essence has been amplified. Something superficially stupid is now thumpingly so, the canny work of some guys with the names of an ASMR streaming service and your local mobile disco purveyor, self-releasing themselves into the charts under the steam of frenetic phonetics. It’s tinpot, but smart — Tita Lau’s impression of Furtado is incredible, and the closing Yamaha sample is the pièce de résistance — proof above all that the bigger was the better.
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Ian Mathers: Am I old, or did they used to just call these remixes? This is an OK rebrand of a better song.
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Tim de Reuse: Vocal processing that’s awful for fifteen seconds before it comes back around to a solid stylistic choice; any more strained and it’d be a nightcore abomination, any better and it wouldn’t be unintelligible enough to substitute for an obnoxious lead synth. The unwieldiness of the phrase “talk about sex” as a spliced-together hook is made up for by the moral and aesthetic purity of a narrator bragging about the size of their pant legs.
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Alex Clifton: It took me a second listen to realize there were actual lyrics to this song, not just another higher synth over the chords. It’s light and catchy enough, but fairly standard.
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Mark Sinker: Eeny meeny minie mo whicha way you wanna go…Syncopation as a ramped-up stemwinder of anticipation, a structural torque on the beat that people were already anxiously saying was dated and passing from fashion as early as the 1890s, back when ragtime was still called “ragged time” — anxiously but also (which is honestly interesting) wildly wrongly. A new thing under the sun become a deeply venerable thing which is also here a formalist and even a denatured anonymous thing. La la la la la la la la la…
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Katherine St Asaph: Tom Ewing once wrote about the solipsistic joy to be found in otherwise forgotten pop songs, how they decay into worlds for one: “Stick with [this kind of] song long enough and you might end up its only friend, all its tawdry public meaning now yours and yours alone.” Hearing “Talk About” is like discovering your only friend was HIDING A CLIQUE. But not an exclusive one.
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