From the Cradle to the Rave
Shit Robot is an electronic act of which the sole member is 39 year old Marcus Lambkin. He’s from Dublin, grew up on punk like the Dead Kennedys and Killing Joke. There’s a little bit of that flavor here, but you have to really read between the lines to hear those influences. Most of the album is a chilly/warm infusion of disco, techno and LCD Soundsystem. Production wise, Lambkin owes a great deal to James Murphy, but he’s no slouch himself, and he’s no copycat. The songs groove of their own accord, and there’s definitely a distinct personality that comes out with repeated listens. Random vocals float in and out among the blips and bleeps.
This is a pretty short review, but there’s not much more to say about this album. If you like music while you’re driving, or at home coming up or down, or having sex, or starting a bar fight, or dancing like a maniac, music that brings up visions of Blade Runner, cityscapes, parties about to burst with sensual and sexual potential of the robotic persuasion, this music will be right up your alley. The great thing about this album is it’s perfect for the beginning, middle, or end of the evening. It flows from start to finish like some wonderful story you’re being told by an old friend who wants to introduce you to a new drug or a path that goes behind those dilapidated buildings to that alleyway where all those people disappeared last week.
So, out now on DFA Records, “From the Cradle to the Rave” by Shit Robot. Find it, learn it, live it, disappear with it. Go.