SBTRKT and Sampha – Webster Hall 04-03-12
So.. number 1 thrill had by me on this fine occasion..witnessing the upbeat bounce. As cheap thrills go I was completely captivated by each of Sampha’s shoulder bops, each rib shift, each neck stretch and chin tip. The moves, oh the moves. “But what about the cow bell”, you ask? Paired with the voice, smooth, something lispy, something sweet, like he’s clearly felt all the words first hand many times before. All those notes and the ‘ugh’ on the breath beat. Shouldn’t he breathe? Why isn’t he breathing there….ugh..cahn’t breathe. Cahn’t imagine the reality of the life they lead.
SBTRKT on the drums, hiding he says, behind those tribal treasures. Beautiful masks but only half coverage. Plain to see he’s pretty pretty..and amazingly on point. So what you don’t cross your wrists when you drum man?… You’re a pro. Further mesmerized. It’s all I see.. ankles, feet, beats, hands, tymps, buttons, lights, switch offs, pop ons.
My mind just imagines how they came together. Fantasizing about SBTRKT jamming free, then Sampha lulling and humming, melodic formations, lyrics emerge…and then many moons later they land in my lap at Webster Hall… Just up there doin all that they do so well, wooing me. Now I’m theirs.. Polyamorous musical love. These boys don’t know it yet but we’re all in a relash and that one sings and this one weaves the percussive web and I’m codependent and a slave for love.
Everyone… get your hands on the album. It’s a fucking treat.
SBTRKT ft. Sampha – Trials of the Past
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