Flying Lotus - Until the Quiet Comes
Steven Ellison put out a true treat for the senses in 2012. The record as a whole is sensuous, jazzy, interlocking and flowing, and heck even the albums trailers and music videos have been lush, rich and darkly beautiful. In the guise of Captain Murphy he even frequently saw to our funny bones. There’s no particular highlight as such, song titles blur and the songs themselves meld together, and the record as a whole as the overall effect of the rising and falling of tides. But this does not diminish the effect whatsoever – like falling asleep and jarring awake Ellison provides moods and textures for each with equal prowess. Those looking for the trip-hop and oft-present bangers of Los Angeles, or the abrasion and overt innovation of Cosmogramma might well have been disappointed, but they might have as such missed the particular charms of this record. It’s a victory lap for Fly-Lo, but a mature, measured and perfectly executed one, full of flavour and colour – not so much sensory overload as sensory immersion.