Plankton lollipop midget grenadier amen cheese paisley strum bottom exclamation yellow hopeful training shoe bounce flipping heck lush lush lush
Luke Vibert aka Wagon Christ is back (once again). Behold. The only man to have recorded full length albums for Rephlex, Warp, Mo Wax and the mighty Ninja, the Cornwall Schools answer to Marcel Duchamp (only kitscher), the man who put the sticky wet patches into ambient, the magic tricks into drill n bass, the rip into, erm, instrumental hip hop, the only living musician trying to keep Vicks market share up.
What can we possibly tell you? That "Saddic Gladdic" comes on like the Jackson 5 being beaten to death by Speedy Gonzales at Butlins? That "Shadows" uses an organ sound so utterly mournful and yet also utterly ludicrous you want to weep and laugh while making your testes dance up and down? That "UBFormby" sounds like Scratch Perry dubbing up the entire city of Blackpool? That "Nighty Night" features a Motown bassline and someone playing a tune on a violin made from a live cat? That we really have absolutely no idea what were talking about?
"Im Sorry I Make You Lush" displays all the trademark Wagon Christ tricks - woozy, gaudy, beautiful kitschtronica, the tightest, tidiest funk drummage and anus-wobbling sub bass. But there is, of course, a little more than that. Mr Vibert does it again before you know it youre gulping down endless handfuls of sugar-coated avant garde pills and not even noticing the levels of cleverness, the sheer range of inventiveness, the subtlety of this West Country music machine.
Mandible candyfloss giant marine oh yoghurt caress top mark red lively helpful sandal flip lawks-a-lummy lush lush lush
The child who is heard glumly complaining that he wants to put on some music in the opening of Sorry I Make You Lush
will have trouble getting through Wagon Christ
's album, as will anyone else who is expecting the niceties of conventional choruses or melodies. But when one realises that Wagon Christ is yet another alias for the guru-like Luke Vibert, you know not to expect these things. Even coming from Ninja Tune, a label famed for its electronic eclecticism, this one still sticks out as being left-field. All the usual Vibert staples are here: fresh beats, a mix of squelchy analogue and digital sounds, speech samples. But rather than Mr Scruff-style light-hearted funky dance, the impetus here is on creating a firm groove. The songs range from some credible hip hop-style funk on "Kwikwidetrax" (complete with totally incongruous children's voices), to spacey atmospherics on the opening "Saddic Gladdic". The best is saved until last with what can only be described as a cross between updated Motown and Cornelius. The basslines are supple, the production is suitably spacey and atmospheric, and though some cuts may drag on slightly too long ("Sci-Fi Staircase" being the worst offender), they are all refreshingly funky and danceable. --Thom Allot