The timbre of the beautifully talented Gil Scott-Heron paired with the dark production of Jamie xx -- who, let's face it, I prefer when he is cracking on without The xx -- is stirring.
The thudding of this track and the low grind is bettered only by what Gil Scott-Heron is evoking lyrically.
Running is one of many greats from this magically partnership on We're New Here from 2011.
Note: This video has flashing elements. And I bloody love it. The perfect syncing with the music is excitingly satisfying.
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Monday, 23 October 2017
Thursday, 24 November 2016
John Talabot
Money is tight. As such I am spending more time in my office. It is easier to snaffle free leftover food and warm myself by hugging the neighbouring radiator.
I live for that radiator.
But in a shared office I am always the one people will have a chat to. Which is great! But I am juggling a mountain of competing deadlines.
Headphones go on.
And recently, John Talabot fills my ears.
Right now, I even have the brief luxury of an empty office so I even get to do a little jiggle to this.
Whilst I type. Always furiously typing.
I live for that radiator.
But in a shared office I am always the one people will have a chat to. Which is great! But I am juggling a mountain of competing deadlines.
Headphones go on.
And recently, John Talabot fills my ears.
Right now, I even have the brief luxury of an empty office so I even get to do a little jiggle to this.
Whilst I type. Always furiously typing.
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