Logo
DiS Needs You: Save our site »
  • Logo_home2
  • Records
  • In Depth
  • In Photos
  • Blog
  • Podcast
  • Search
  • Community
  • Records
  • In Depth
  • Blog
  • Community

THIS SITE HAS BEEN ARCHIVED AND CLOSED.

Please join the conversation over on our new forums »

If you really want to read this, try using The Internet Archive.

Slugabed

Time Team

[Edit this Release]

  • Artists:
  • Slugabed »

  • Label:
  • Ninja Tune »

Release Date: 07/05/2012

83343


Staff Reviews

83343

Slugabed - Time Team

Review by Jazz Monroe

Smart, fast and visceral, Slugabed's debut LP Time Team is unpretentious and unfuckwithable.»



Buy now from:

Rough Trade Amazon UK

greg feldwick is 23 years old and from bath. he makes noises as slugabed. his first releases were on stuff, ramp and then planet mu but now he is signed to the mothership, ninja tune. his music is suffused with a unique mix of humour, next level production, dancefloor smarts and melancholic emotion. 'time team' is his debut album and it's a belter. the album opens with 'new worlds', a heroic trudge across a vast space landscape, followed by the single 'sex', a place of wildly suggestive synth squelch. he then takes us deeper, delving into the disembodied anime of 'all this time' and on to 'moonbeam rider' which combines digital lyncanthropy with a kind of deep funk groove that ought to come with a warning label. along with the nervous squeals of 'travel sweets' and the widescreen spangling of 'unicorn suplex' this is a record that evokes a very particular, very peculiar, but never less than beautiful worldview. an album highlight is 'mountains come of the sky', which has a wonderful rolling rhythm and uplifting vocal, whilst the synth melody goes stratospheric at the mid-point. 'grandma paints nice,' distills yet more warmth and emotion from supposedly synthetic sounds, and 'climbing a tree' sounds like the slow and wonderful death of a computer clinging on to its last, implanted false memory. crowning the album, electro jam 'earth claps' takes you on a field trip to the very core of the earth, melts you down and spits you out of a volcano. lastly, the mood of dislocated melancholy is pushed almost to a nervous breakdown on the closing track 'it's when the future falls plop on your head'.
description from www.roughtrade.com


Drowned in Sound
  • DROWNED IN SOUND
  • HOME
  • SITE MAP
  • NEWS
  • IN DEPTH
  • IN PHOTOS
  • RECORDS
  • RECOMMENDED RECORDS
  • ALBUMS OF THE YEAR
  • FESTIVAL COVERAGE
  • COMMUNITY
  • MUSIC FORUM
  • SOCIAL BOARD
  • REPORT ERRORS
  • CONTACT US
  • JOIN OUR MAILING LIST
  • FOLLOW DiS
  • GOOGLE+
  • FACEBOOK
  • TWITTER
  • SHUFFLER
  • TUMBLR
  • YOUTUBE
  • RSS FEED
  • RSS EMAIL SUBSCRIBE
  • MISC
  • TERM OF USE
  • PRIVACY
  • ADVERTISING
  • OUR WIKIPEDIA
© 2000-2025 DROWNED IN SOUND