The track below, Jungle Beat, is but a highlight of his mastery. His MySpace Page provides the rest.
Enjoy.
Wiley's single 'Take That' was released at the end of December last year and stirs up a love-hate response within me. I find the chorus overbearing and repetitive, a defiant message to all of those who 'thinks he can't do it anymore' - is this the workings of a man who is responding to a bit of slander? And the tune is based upon his visit to a Bedford nightclub where he saw a member of the group Take That. Nice, catchy inspiration.
What I do respect is his return to the kind of production that fits in well with today and the fact that he's been here for 15 years is enough for us to know that his talent is continously being strengthened. I'd prefer to hear a lyricless version when out raving, as the dirty electro beat is enough to get the feet stomping.
However, he is receiving much critical acclaim for 'Take That' and I completely understand why. He observes the rules of a dirty electro bassline along with fierce lyrics and balances that somewhat with an upcoming release of his -which is more my cup of chai. Wiley collaborates with Emili Sande for a second time, previously having worked together alongside Chipmunk & Kano on the UK number 1 track 'Diamond Rings'. In their latest offering, the chorus sang by up-and-coming soulstress Sande is cut from White Town's huge hit 'Your Woman' and slots together with Wiley's rap as a dialogue of banter between two opposing sides. 'Never Be Your Woman' subscribes to a UK funky sound, with a rolling, bouncy house beat and soulful percussion - a perfect progression in the UK urban/funky scene.
Wiley's noticeable attribute that fairs well in such an interchangeable music scene is his ability to successfully weave in and out of the very structures of differing urban genres and for that I salute.
This below is the Solo's Love Garage remix and my CHAOON of the week.
Enjoy.
If you like this, check out the original and Herve's remix.
Peace.
The A-side of his new single, 'Love Cry', reveals opposing messages within a 9 minute narrative; of sitting in a concrete room stripped of animation with only the pacification of regret and photographic evidence of a past lover for company, while a subdued bass-light melody induces you into a dream-like celebration, much like the result of his previous EP. The revealing, industrial intro is vacuous and distant, interrupted by a funky trip-hop drum roll, eventually dimming before a harmonious vocal sings 'love cry' - as if the two cannot be separated - echoing a reality of life. The rhythm stretches, lulling you into a trance before snapping you back to attention. Retrospective cries of 'love me' pulsate on repeat as if a desperate plea of the obsessed. A final surge of acid house blips lay the subtly disjointed message to rest.
Man of the moment, Joy Orbison, puts his illuminating spin on 'Love Cry' by breaking the vocal into a dreamy stupor and radiating it over a soulful, contemporary garage beat with hints of nu jazz. The vintage sound of a vinyl needle implies a pre-90's production, further warming you to the melody. Synth build ups drop into ethereal electro bleeps while Orbison keeps hold of Hebden's love of percussion, overall expressing a sense of freedom.
While his and Hebden's creations aren't what you'd expect to hear blasted through big speakers in an inside venue, they create an overwhelming atmospheric space in which you can kick back and let the mind float to it's favourite place, wherever you are when listening.
Enjoy.
