4 stars
Now a real-life silver Foxx, the pushing-sixty electro-pop/clash
pioneer and former vocalist with Ultravox before Midge Ure made them
rubbish might just have found his time. Even if, it must be said, this
retro-future compendium of detached, dystopian analogue-synth ditties
enabled with collaborator Benge was originally released in March this
year. While the two extra tracks on this special tour edition don't
really constitute a new album, neither do they take away from the
ice-cool machine-age sexiness of an appositely warm revisitation to a
sound designed for serious young men to suck their cheekbones in to
while standing on their own in neon-lit nightclubs watching lip-sticked women
dance.
The List, October 2011
ends
Now a real-life silver Foxx, the pushing-sixty electro-pop/clash
pioneer and former vocalist with Ultravox before Midge Ure made them
rubbish might just have found his time. Even if, it must be said, this
retro-future compendium of detached, dystopian analogue-synth ditties
enabled with collaborator Benge was originally released in March this
year. While the two extra tracks on this special tour edition don't
really constitute a new album, neither do they take away from the
ice-cool machine-age sexiness of an appositely warm revisitation to a
sound designed for serious young men to suck their cheekbones in to
while standing on their own in neon-lit nightclubs watching lip-sticked women
dance.
The List, October 2011
ends
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