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Talvin Singh
OK
Expectations are high ... and that's usually not a good start. We listened to this one often
... because we thought we should be listening to it. Or, because we
were trying to grasp what we were missing. We still haven't grasped
it, it's still missing. It's not the instrumental talent - there's
plenty of that here with instruments that we can't even pronounce thrown
into the mix. Tabla (the drums shown below, right), sitar, strings, But we listen once again. After all, it's the whole Asian Underground thing happening here. Nothing's hipper right now than Asian Brits mixing beats for the London underground. I mean, even the cover looks cool. But ... it ... just doesn't have a soul! Ok, there we said it (the Kaz would appreciate that pun). Now we're done feeling compelled to listen to it.
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keyboards,
drums and bass, Indian singing - it's all there. In fact, to make a commitment
to this disc is to make a commitment to the tabla, Talvin's instrument of
choice, itself. The tabla gets beat a gazillion miles per hour,
ceaselessly, throughout the entire disc. Kinda hard to sit back and
groove while that thing is going off with all the melody of a blaring car
alarm.
