A year ago we were proclaiming Mylo as the man with a mission to take his unique sound...
Jack Smith 2005
2004 was the year Mylo made huge inroads into the mainstream market. This year could be the one that sees Manhead's positively charged eponymous album follow a similar path, thanks to a collection littered with fine electro moments that will immediately (and rightly so) draw comparison to the likes of aforementioned Mylo, Annie and even Ewan Pearson.
This project is masterminded by Swiss producer Robi Insinna. No stranger to critical acclaim, his 2001 album, It Rough, under his Headman persona, is still rated as an essential amongst his peers that include Tiga, DFA and Chicken Lips.
Manhead it is exactly what you'd expect given the credentials - "Doop" (which previously featured on an Output compilation) is pure downbeat house cut from the same switch as Metro Area. "Show Me The Way" and "Sister" are unadulterated, oddball, crystalline electronica, while listen closely to "Hey Now" and you'd swear "Voodoo Rain" was lurking somewhere in the background. (Remixes by the Rapture are forthcoming to further stoke the flames on this sleeper about to awaken).
Manhead's funk is chewier and more fun then most, employing tuneful and obscure reference points: "What?" sounds uncannily like a pastiche of Babe Ruth's destinctive guitar riffs from the breaker's anthem, "The Mexican". Conversely "Birth, School, Work, Death" perfectly encapsulate the producer's life philosophy, while paying homage to The Godfathers' 1988 hit of the same name.
A year ago we were proclaiming Mylo as the man with a mission to take his unique sound to the masses. Twelve months on and it looks like the baton has been passed. Manhead is out the blocks running.