Little Boots – Motorway

If I say this starts out sounding a lot like Hurts…

Tom: First track from the new album. Yep, an actual album – she’s been all about EPs and singles since 2009.

If I say this starts out sounding a lot like Hurts, I worry that you’ll get your expectations too high. But it does, and that’s really good.

Tim: Hmm. It’s…nice. I suppose that’s a good thing, but I’m coming to this review having listened to that Demi Lovato track on repeat for roughly nineteen and a half billion times*, so I’m not sure I’m in the best mood to appreciate it.

* Apparently that equates to about 131 millennia, which sounds about right.

Tom: Crikey, you’re really not. That’s like trying to appreciate, say, Blade Runner after watching all the Die Hard movies back to back.

Tim: It is enjoyable though – I can certainly tell that much from the fact that I wasn’t bored by it even though it’s five minutes long.

Tom: Now, it probably goes on a verse or so too long; the bit in the middle drags more than it really should, and perhaps the last chorus could have a bit more to it. Or perhaps that’s the point: it’s not meant to be end on an oomph, it’s meant to be like, well, driving down a motorway. Either way, it’s bloody good.

Tim: Bloody good sums it up quite well. Though, alas, not quite ‘just pure amazingness’. DEMI!

Tom: There’s one technical point I’d like to make: have a look at the waveform for the track on the SoundCloud page. It’s not dialled to 100% all the time, not dynamically compressed to within an inch of its life. It’s got a bit of calm in it – and that’s a rare thing in pop these days.

Tim: ATTAA-AA-AA-AAAAAAAA-AAAAA-AAAACK.