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(Fingerlickin’/Inertia)
ON THE RECORD
Aaaaaah!!! Thirteen tracks, 2.5 years in the making – the Plump DJs’ fully loaded artist album is again destined to arouse senses we never knew we had. The earthly voice of Lamb’s Louise Rhodes in the calmness of ‘Morning Sun’ flutters hearts after the furious funk in ‘Creepshow’ kicks you out of your chair to generate enough stomping around to sink a ship. Our 80s hero, Gary Numan, adds his anxious electro soul to ‘Pray 4 U’. And ‘How Much Is Enough’? Grrr that grunting bass! ‘Tilt’ is the bleeding essence of that residual euphoria you feel when you awake from one of those wonderful dreams, carrying with it a seductive undercurrent that makes you want to flow back to where you’ve just been. Though nothing is backwards about Lee Rous’ and Andy Gardner’s work. Eargasm is unfettered breakbeat at its most expansive, packaged in a rich and refined expression of a non-linear approach to ‘The Gate’ of a higher state of consciousness. Better keep that life jacket from A Plump Night Out handy if you feel you can’t survive the depth of beauty with this compelling encounter. Eargasm is a gospel of accessible evolutionism, charged with robust life force and layers of effervescent magic, making it profoundly Plump and unconditionally brilliant.
OFF THE RECORD and UNCUT
I am stumped.
Anyone who knows me knows I’m not short on words, or an opinion, or talking about the latest Plump release. And I even collect words as a hobby so I can use it in my next feature or review. Come a review opportunity like Eargasm, I’m collecting months in advance and rubbing my hands together in excitement – not too dissimilar to a mad scientist trying to find descriptive fact in adjectives. There’ll be people trying to contact me for a week, editors grumbling about other deadlines I missed, and neglected family members all over the place asking me when I’m going to stop being a Cosmonaut and get back to earth – that’s how consumed I get in writing. And this time, they nearly lost me all together.
After scratching my head for weeks, no word, no phrase – personally- worked well enough for Eargasm. So I’ve come to the conclusion that writing a review on this is like trying to fit an ocean into a bucket. You’ve got the requirements (see above) but in Phaedrus, Plato argues that writing is inhuman and artificial and ‘weakens the mind’ (Ong, 1982). As a writer, I don’t know weather I can swallow that so easily since a massive artistic-ego tends to block my acceptance of this reality. But the “humanity” of music is like no other, and Eargasm is no exception, so swallow – I must!
Writing about it doesn’t weaken the mind, it castrates your unlimited experience of the aural pleasure – if I may be so crudely philosophical & romantic. So laydeez and gentlemen, you make up your mind on this Eargasmic delight.
