Bedtime For Toys
Not much time today (or this week in general - Hello, overtime!), but I wanted to post this excellent tune by Bedtime For Toys I discovered a while back over at Spoilt Victorian Child. (who also have several fabulous remixes of the track posted, and even a remix competition.) It's one of the most original things I've heard in many moons. I'm going to cheat and re-post a review of the EP from indie workshop.com. Yeah, what they said:
Dance to the apocalypse, brothers and sisters and purr your way through urban decay. If you happen to want a soundtrack for joyful disintegration, then I’d have to recommend that you check out Los Angeles’ Bedtime for Toys. Marchelle Bradanini vocally struts like Sheila E with a healthy huff of Princess Superstar thrown in, especially in the way her cadence rides snug to the edge of rapping without quite going there. She sings in slinking velvet exhales, but with such liquid staccato rhythm that you can be forgiven for hearing her inner emcee surface now and then.
With the jagged beats and Rockwell keyboards, it’s easy to hear a bit of Peaches, especially since all of the tracks make you want to get oiled and naked. You just can’t help yourself when Bradanini snakes her way through “Mona Lisa”, which pretty much sounds like an operatic orgasm pounded out in dark synths that sound like a gothic take on a lost OMD single. Toussaint Christophe, the man behind the beats, successfully weds hip-hop, 80s synth funk and even, in the sharpness and concussive blows of his rhythms, a little industrial to songs’ undertows. Unlike the tinny thievery of some electroclash acts, Christophe often layers the beats in an intricate booty smacking crossfire that gives them an added measure of neck-popping syncopation that doesn’t sound hollow. The mood of his choices tends toward the frenetically uneasy, as he frames Bradanini’s voice in a way that brings out its submerged threat, like “Chandelier” where the beats turn her vocals into something with the fight and howl of a Siouxsie Sioux track on roids.
Like Prince, Bedtime for Toys refuse to forget rock and roll in their sexy witches brew and guitarist Samuel Jacob Chatez manages to weave in licks that fuse into the tracks without derailing them. Even when it sounds like he’s setting his strings on guitar, his riffs simply add another level of potency and aggression. It’s difficult to imagine a mix of instruments more impressively blended, each player shadowing the others in a way that adds shading and breadth. If this EP portends the content on their forthcoming LP, then Bedtime for Toys are dance floor assassins worth keeping an eye on.
- Terry Sawyer 2005-07-27
MP3 4.75MB, 192 kbps, 44kHz
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That is giving them way too much credit. That review had to have been written by a friend. This band can be summed up in one word: "poser."Post a Comment
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