Dance music has become a swirling mess of genres nowadays. James Blake and other ‘oLd sKooL’ dubstep DJs and producers have been pretty vocal in their disdain of their American counterparts aggressive mid-range drop-heavy dubstep. Post-dubstep and future-garage and future-bass music are all terms thrown around almost too readily in a desperate attempt to inform the listener of what they’re about to hear. It sometimes feels like the aesthetic has overtaken the importance of the music, style over substance.
I’ll get this out of the way first: Cube Face is a shit name. Even worse than Radical Face (I hope this ‘Face’ thing isn’t a trend that’s going start like the ‘Crystal (insert noun)’ or ‘Verb-the-Noun’ band name fiascos of the mid noughties). He features on a Brighton based mixtape, the Cadence Sampler and stands out a mile. And that’s not to say that the others are bad.
Tell Me is an echoing masterpiece. The rain in the background reminiscent of a certain Guardian-friendly purveyor of down tempo garage – although these comparisons too often made when referring to an up and coming 2-step producer. The bouncing bass perfectly complements the skipping drums and the arrangement slides itself together effortlessly.
Drop is Tell Me’s quieter, post-club brother. I’m going to say it now, this really does remind you of Burial. But only at first. The magic of this song, what makes my hairs stand on end, is its self-restraint. The bass keeps on gently building, the drums keep on looping, the vocals become more and more enveloping, and finally two minutes into the song, a release. Not like the vomit-y explosion you’ll hear on Dr P’s or Mt. Eden’s new record, but a warm embrace of sonic beauty. It’s a world in a song, where for the four minutes and thirty-five seconds you can escape and let the track lead you wherever it chooses.
Anhow. This guy’s got potential.