Nine months or so ago, I was faffing about on
eMusic with some free download credits and stumbled upon an album of dark ethereal 'dubstep' by a relatively unknown (but as it turns out, South London-based) producer calling himself
Burial. It was awesome. Somewhat glitchy, the sound of urban decay shot through with distant late-night out-of-tune pirate radio and more than a hint of feral activity. Massive Attack on the Camberwell night bus. Excellent.
Anyway, I open METRO recently and LondonLite and thelondonpaper and even the Observer Music Monthly and they're all banging on about this secretive South London artist called Burial and how
his second album is the awesome sound of late night London, he's the Banksy of the urban music world; four stars, five stars, must buy album of the week. And it reminded me that a) I'd really loved the first one and also b) that it was surprisingly brilliant on the playlist for the morning walk to work.
Personally, I don't really want the Scissor Sisters yawping their unique brand of 'fun' at me while I can barely open my eyes and the guy next to me is scratching his filthy armpit with a spirit level and the alarm didn't go off again and I shouldn't have had that fourth schnapps and my left shoelace snapped on the walk to the station and ... well, anyway, my question is this:
"Who do you have on your playlist for the walk to work?"
Oh, and don't forget to check out
Burial. I really dig* it.
* Sorry about that.