24. Burial - Untrue (2007)
London. This is the sound of urban subtlety that can be both grainy and urbane. 'Urban' here isn't defined by skin colour, choice of clothes, or a visual aesthetic - even Milton Keynes has beauty within its ugliness -no, urban is the whole city. 'Untrue' wouldn't dismiss the suits. Hell no. When you walk home from a shift at Abbey National and it's teeming it down with rain and you have no change for the bus and you turn up your i-pod and find comfort in an Usain Bolt Nike poster as you'd like to run home as fast as he could. The city. You can hear London in this LP. The smog, the loneliness, the traffic. Crisp beats speak with with the texture of pure vinyl in record of anonymity. "Once upon a time it was you I adored" sings the unknown vocalist on 'In Mcdonalds' in a reflective tone that stays consistent. It even rains a few times on Untrue, most beautifully in 'Shell Of Light,' that makes it feel like you're walking through the city.
I've tried to mimic the artist's own words in an interview with pastemagazine he explained his outlook:
"I like putting uplifting elements in something that’s moody as fuck. Make them appear for a moment, and then take them away. That’s the sound I love…like embers in the tune…little glowing bits of vocals…they appear for a second, then fade away and you’re left with an empty, sort of air-duct sound…something that’s eerie and empty. Like you’re waiting just inside a newsagent in the rain…a little sanctuary, then you walk out in it. I love that" - Burial -
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