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Booka Shade are Walter Merzinger and Arno Kammermeir and
(as their names suggest) they are German. Frankfurters in fact.
Together they create a canny form of electro-pop which avoids
many pitfalls of a genre which can ofttimes be a tad po-faced.
First and foremost they have a sense of humour.
In simple arrangements of bouncy, bubbly dance-friendly clarity
they display a substantial modicum of creative intelligence as well
as the capacity to make us laugh and have a good time.
There are eleven compositions in the set and whilst recording
these reflections I have spotted Mrs Wolf dancing backwards
and forwards through the Cave on several occasions (her "popping"
skills are coming on splendidly but Scatty and Gritz - the twins - are
going through a phase in which they are mortally embarrassed by even
the smallest evidence of contemporary self-expression by their parents!)
Things kick off in fine style with 'Havannah Sex Dwarf' (ahem),
a composition made up of cranky, nicely discordant synth motifs
tootling along over an infectious four-square beat.
The robotic vocal never seems to be quite able to articulate what it
has in mind which, given the song's title, is probably just as well!
'Regenerate', with its half-heard, squirrel-in-a-bush vocal,
is almost impossible to keep still to. I couldn't so I didn't!
'Divine' is a collaboration with Swiss electro-duo Yello.
The tick-tock rhythm and dark and dusky "Seiko Man" (remember
those 70's TV adverts?!) spoken vocal is an absolute hoot!
'L.A.tely' takes a little more time to tell its tale. The asymmetric
introductory synth figure eventually settles down into a satisfyingly
mellow groove. Nothing very much happens in the nicest possible way.
It would have slotted into the 'Blade Runner' soundtrack quite easily.
'Bad Love' is fast becoming my favorite confection in the project.
The Moroder-esque metronomic beats, dressed up with bristling
static and wide-screen synth sound washes barely conceals what
is, in essence, a perfectly crafted little pop song.
The darker energy of 'No Difference' brings a brief but welcome
sense of uncertainty and menace to the mix.
Final track 'This Is Not The Time' contains an interesting repeated
interjection which sounds not unlike the page of a booked being turned.
Despite there being little development of the central musical idea
the composition brings this fine album to a curiously affecting conclusion.
'More!' could well (with a small shove and a little luck) become a perky
contribution to the soundtrack for this Summer's dance parties under the stars.
Mrs Wolf may well be first in line for tickets! The twins will continue to blush and whine!