T
he tenous nature of racial accuracy shall retain its back-seat position in future debates for fear of further reprisals from the Clinton Camp. Black Kids are so “of the moment” that any discussion of their music is tainted by the hyperbolic machinations from which they originally sprung. As difficult as it may be, we must ignore those calling for blood.
The kid’s are alright.
Our recent predilection for carbon-copy ’80s reruns has gone a little sour of late and if that state of affairs has reaffirmed your belief in the originality of contemporary music then it’s probably wise to steer clear of this band-wagon for it would drive even the least cynical to the bottle, eventually. Releasing your material for free is de riguer in this current climate and it may almost be deemed to be passe were it not to be such an important tool in self-promotion, and if music this good is being given away; then is it any wonder your band’s latest single isn’t doing too good?
The ‘Wizard of Ahhhs’ E.P. is over and done with in the blink of an eye but pay careful attention to repeating your steps and you shall be rewarded if you are of a melancholic disposition. As Pitchfork hinted at, Black Kids are playing a similar ball game to the Go! Team, with a lo-fi ambience and call-and-response vocals that are often rubbed out in the mix but are brought to the front here, in Technicolor abandon. Mixing a Morrissey-style wink of sexual ambiguation – “You’re the girl that I’ve been dreaming of/ever since i was a little girl” – with an updated ’80s repertoire it remains to be seen how these songs translate into a long-player, they’d be advised to take their time.
Loveable screwballs or Robert Smith’s heir apparent?
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mp3s | Hurricane Jane | I’m Not Going To Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You (Kate Nash cover)
