German electronic lounge noire crooner Bruno Pronsato has formally teamed up with frequent collaborator, Israeli bass wizard Yonatan Levi, for his latest album, A Face Wasted on the Theatre. As you might expect, there is much more emphasis on syncopated grooves than on past efforts, giving the album a sense of human urgency pulsing beneath the sparsely deployed atmospherics and Pronsato's melodic lowkey conversational musings.
Straightforward dance beats are enhanced with jazzy Afrobeat flourishes and the odd trip-hop-ism. It gives potential revellers something easy to latch on to while populating the subsurface with a ton of unassuming nuance for keen listeners to absorb. As such, it could be easy to overlook the album's myriad musical and textural charms, if one isn't giving it their full attention.
And that's the thing — the spooky murk syrup these two have cooked up never demands your attention, but it damn well rewards it generously. Don't miss out on a unique listen that sort of sounds like what may have happened in an intentionally stripped-down collaboration between David Lynch and Frank Zappa.
(Foom)Straightforward dance beats are enhanced with jazzy Afrobeat flourishes and the odd trip-hop-ism. It gives potential revellers something easy to latch on to while populating the subsurface with a ton of unassuming nuance for keen listeners to absorb. As such, it could be easy to overlook the album's myriad musical and textural charms, if one isn't giving it their full attention.
And that's the thing — the spooky murk syrup these two have cooked up never demands your attention, but it damn well rewards it generously. Don't miss out on a unique listen that sort of sounds like what may have happened in an intentionally stripped-down collaboration between David Lynch and Frank Zappa.
