At the helm of King Krule, the young Englishman Archy Ivan Marshall directs attention to a new meeting point between jazz, punk, dub, hip hop, trip hop, soul and electro. Frosty voices and hungover looks are carried by apparently indolent instrumental performances, heavily sensual yet precise, effective, inspired, and superbly integrated — drums, guitar, bass, saxophone, vibraphone, keyboards, machines and software. The grit of the vocals and the ambient sounds conceal a great aesthetic richness, a genuine musical depth. Grace of another sort…
