on 28 June 2002
Orbital - Back To Mine.
Orbital's Back to Mine collection is a bit special, not only is it the 10th in the series but it's probably the most eclectic mix to date, but if you've heard the Hartnoll brothers own recordings you wouldn't expect anything less. Here the boys dim the lights on their famous torch glasses and rely on trusty candle power to accompany an evening back round theirs. Orbital's soiree kicks off with 60's soundtracky grooves like John Barry's 'the knack' and glides into skanking reggae territory courtesey of Lee Perry and an exclusive from the Hartnolls themselves in the shape of 'Ska'd For Life'. Then as more gold label gets drunk the boys move into a more twisted dancefloor direction and drop standout tracks like DSR's 'Babaloo' or the ever trippy Earth Leakage Trip's 'No Idea'. The odd curveball is thrown in too like PJ Harvey and Divine Comedy then it's wound back down again as the boys experimental faves Tangerine Dream and Plaid take us to home time.
on 20 October 2003
If your idea of capping a fun night out is sitting around amid several coloured blocks containing angry midgets from James Bond movies then you might be well into this.
While this whole dance is dead kind of thing is being borne out by the easy listening buzz of the BTM series, and well we're all getting old now and a baseline which your living room walls can't bear isn't entirely civic minded all told, this steers someway clear of anything dancey by giving the relaxed, mature, ironic, London flat vibe a wide berth. Instead, we have a wild meander through some edgy, class tunes, with very little to link them to any idea of dance music.
This has a frantic, psychotic edge and a collection of totally brilliant songs from some esteemed musicians and singers.
on 27 August 2002
If Orbital effectively reposes to such skewed acoustics they'll never be invited to loll about on my fluffy couch (a very frolicable settee, indeed). Tremendously uplifting exceptions to this rather tedious and murky compilation and thus the only motive why I already treasure this CD like my eyeball are PJ Harvey ("Kamikaze"), Divine Compedy ("Lost Property") and Pathak, Falguni ("Pal pal whatever") - truely magical mystery tours into pure aurical pleasure. But then again, isn't that what the "Back to Mine" series is all about? Dayfly pop saints impelled to perform ingeniousness in favour of mainstream commerce and actually kicking it off with some exceedingly mind-boggling cadences. When are we finally going to have a Stevie Wonder or B-52s "Back to Mine"?