Text: Vangelis Kamarakis | soundcloud.com/disclosuremusic
Disclosure band sums up in a swell mode the transition of London Hipness from the cliché East side to the north districts under the river. It is about two siblings, practically kids, since Guy and Howard Lawrence are 17 and 20 years old respectively. At this tender age they have already seen the entire blogsphere as well as the valid music media talking about them, they have already had a support act at the hottest electronic act on planet at the moment (you can call me SBTRKT) on tour and have heard well known djs, whose acquaintance some months earlier would blow their minds, lauding them and asking for a copy of their remix at Running by Jessie Ware before being released. The truth is that the ease, with which they match UK garage, house and bass-y sounds and influences, in order to release some of the most dance and simultaneously innovative tracks of the last two years is remarkable. When considering that their piece of work reminds you of better times of tracks, which, when released at the early 90s Lawrence brothers were barely born, the following question, that pops up is: How on earth do they manage that?
Text: George Nikas | thenoisefigures.tumblr.com
When charismatic Sean Penn embodies a retired middle-aged rock star of British descent, with a figure, which is a replication of Robert Smith and his walk/laugh resembling to Ozzy Osbourne, it gets so interesting as the element of multinationality we meet in the movie of Sorrentino and, even more, as the soundtrack, that features the veterans David Byrne, Iggy Pop, the younger ones Jonsi, Nino Bruno and the amazingly amusing band, which performs in a mall, Pieces of Shit, a band created exclusively for the film along with a demo, that our protagonist should have listened to after all, even after his makeover. Conclusion: The powder renders the lipstick last longer.
