The opener Gosh reinforces Smith’s huge influences from early UK dance music,
borrowing massive traits from jungle and drum and bass genres. The opening beat
stays isolated for seconds until several others synths and vocal samples are
thrown on top of it. Layer upon layer it develops into a dense and heavy song,
and at around two minutes the track takes a swerve into a disappointing
direction. The strong introductory beat remains while the epic vocal sample is
washed away by synths and soulful keyboard solo – which seems rather out of
place given the introduction. But then I am reminded of who I am listening to,
I’m listening to that guy who mixes everything, a praised ‘crate digger’ who
flips between songs like that aforementioned toddler – and you’ve got to give
it to the man for sustaining his style.
The next tracks follow similar progressions
from Gosh, adding layer upon layer
with an underlying off beat snare and a constant kick. While Sleep Sound is one of the strongest
tracks of the album, it is cut short and moves into track three, our first introduction
from The XX other than Jamie himself – Romy. It’s difficult to hear her outside
of The XX, as I was so used to her voice accompanied with crunchy drums and elongated
guitar riffs. Despite this, SeeSaw
never really goes anywhere… it stays fixed in one location… there’s no crux of
the song, there’s no pinnacle moment like that seen on Sleep Sound. Her vocals “…with you…” fade away and then we are
reintroduced with more chatter as seen in Gosh.
Perhaps an attempt to make the record seem more holistic? Doesn’t really add
much to the album.
Obvs honestly seems like some sort of ironic joke, and the abuse of
steel drums leaves me wondering whether Smith is actually an undercover Trinidadian attempting to make the instrument more relevant in the mainstream.
The wispy interlude Just Saying
(because, lets be honest, its too short to be a song) is a subtle reminder of
The XX, with the reverberating piano nodding to their earlier styles. Smith
seems to be grabbing onto anything he is familiar with and throwing it in to
the 43 minute album.
Strangers
In A Room Opens with a delicate pattern, begging
for a thumping 808 kick transforming it into a techno mood lifter. However,
with the inclusion of Oliver Sim’s lyrics we take a step into The XX – again –
something familiar with Smith. The song turns into a melancholic journey, with
Sim sounding like an owl as he passively “ooh”’s away into the distance.
Hold
Tight, serves as the up-lifter I was seeking, providing
a nice contrast to the previous track, but entering the album like that one
friend at your house who’s just way too loud --- it’s hardly subtle. Sadly the
song just follows the exact same method used elsewhere in the album… Inclusions
of familiar instruments, inclusions of a shit load of samples, inclusions of
some flange and some modification to the highs and lows… some reverb here and
there… and even some guy shouting nouns into a microphone… checklist, anyone? I
really wish Smith took more risks on In
Colour – changing the formula, changing what goes where on songs, as it all
becomes quite predictable after a while.
The most accessible song, Loud Places, is destined for the charts.
The guitar riff is beyond reminiscent of Smith’s earlier days with The XX, and
the inclusion of some pounding drums the song serves to lift the song above
other tracks on the LP that feature members of The XX. The background gospel
chanting is perhaps a layer too much,
but it serves a purpose here, unlike some of the other samples used on previous
tracks.
I
Know There’s Gonna Be (Good Times) despite being a
potential summertime banger feels like it doesn’t belong… I had to double-check
my iTunes to see if a song from a miscellaneous album snuck its way into In Colour. I really struggle to see
where this song fits within the whole – but then I realized that perhaps this
album has no whole. It really fails to have a central mass and a constant
theme, as it is too busy swaying between genres and samples – too busy mixing
too much – like a shitty chemist.
Overall this album is an immense and dense
effort from Smith, and all respect to the 20-something for producing such a
heavy record. However, ultimately, the overdone tracks featuring far too many
layers and sounds fail to scratch beneath the surface. The instruments struggle
to have their individual soul as they are competing with far too many
neighboring sounds. The mixed samples that were previously so appealing in his
DJ sets become mundane and overdone as the checklist-like song development
continues all the way to the album closer Girl.
Sadly, these detrimental aspects leave the album without any explicit
meaning, and I don't think the vocal samples provide any clues, either.
Words by Matt.

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