Burial - Kindred EP Review
I guess this is the part where I should tell you how amazing the new Burial EP is and how it’s his best work to date. I guess this is the part where I should use a metaphor that makes no sense in relation to what I’m saying and this here is probably the part where I should use words no one has ever heard of to appear witty, intelligent and eloquent.
I should probably write some shit like:
”It shows the artist as being, perhaps for the first time, hesitant, not of direction but approach. For the first time he fails to truly internalize the struggle that’s long been present in his music, the constant push and pull, the back and forth that’s been at the core of his dichotomy, the split identity of Bevan the day worker, and Bevan as Burial, the last man pushing the buttons to keep the moon in orbit.”
Burial’s Kindred EP is the new wank material for music journalists. And I should now probably write some shit like this here to make MTHRFNKR appear like a serious and professional publication:
”There is a muscularness here that has been heretofore unseen, instead of feeling like a passive listener, traveling silently through urban streets, you feel like your feet are on the pavement, the danger around you, the clipped vocal samples are either the passers-by around you or the voices in your head.”
You’re probably upset now, because instead of getting a proper Burial review (because you can’t form your own opinion on music without reading album reviews) you got this fuckery.
The question is, does the music world really need another Burial review full of “spouting metaphors, dodgy poetry and urban imagery”? I don’t think so.
I like Burial’s new Kindred EP because of reasons.
By Bonny Bear
Fucking great review and ep