Tim: Eytan’s PR people performed the rather impressive feat of sending out publicity material without any information about him as a person whatsoever, so I’ve not got much info for you, I’m afraid, aside from how his vocals are ‘serene’ and that he’s been ‘praised by the musical elite’.
Tom: That’s a very non-specific endorsement, there.
Tim: And it’s…well, a bit messy, really. For a start you’ve got that thing where the melody appears, drops for a drumbeat, appears, drops for drumbeat, repeating 120-something times a minute. It seems to be becoming something of a cliché – we’ve heard it twice already this month alone, and it’s not hugely pleasant.
Tom: I actually cringed when I heard it. It’s been around for years, originally an artefact of poor compression, and now apparently a stylistic choice. I can’t say it’s one I enjoy, I imagine when you’re used to it your brain starts tuning it out, but that ain’t happening yet.
Tim: No – and if it wasn’t disorientating enough already, the way the vocal’s gone on top of that rather than coming before it just makes it even messier, to my ears.
Tom: I agree! Whoever did the mixing and production on this: your boss needs to have some strong words with you.
Tim: On the other hand, the rest of it isn’t that bad, though not hugely original – it’s so lovely to have a return visit from the piano, back from the glory days of eighteen months ago, so hello to you. And back to the PR, apparently Eytan’s planning to hang around until he’s made a successful career, so, erm, yeah.
Tom: The joke’s just too easy.
Tim: Guess we’ll see what happens.