Fostercare

There’s a shop in Camden, London, called Cyberdog. If you’ve
been there you already know what a portion of ‘Altered Creature’

sounds like; if you haven’t, it’s basically Quasar with clothes – the
kind of place where kitsch ’90s trance music is pumped out; where
you might be chatted up by Fostercare

someone in a gasmask; where terror, fetish and euphoria live side
by side. On tracks like ‘Sleepless’ and ‘Welcome World’ – which

sounds a lot like ‘Experience’ era Prodigy – Minneapolis’s Fostercare
certainly treads where other Fostercare

techno-heads have already set foot, but elsewhere on this debut album
proper he seems to have invented (yep) post-witch-house,

keeping the possessed, slo-mo vocals on ‘Daedalus’ but doing away with the
RnB drum clack, and repeating the trick on the melodramatic Fostercare

‘City of Gods’, with Zool from Ghostbusters doing the singing.

Who remembers Blog Rock; the short-lived genre from the mid-noughties that was brought about by a thriving community of bloggers who posted MP3s

from a seemingly never-ending pool of safe, middleclass indie music? For influences, look to early Arcade

Fire, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah and The Spinto Band.
For the slightly weirder side of things look towards Deerhunter.

I’m not knocking it.

I was a huge fan.

I couldn’t get enough of it for a while. Unfortunately, by the time Beach House’s debut record rolled around,

much of the indie blogger loving brigade had moved on and this follow-up provides more of the same with

straight song writing and atmospheric arrangements that never really leave a mark. However, if there is one thing

I remember from my Blog Rock days it’s that every record had one killer tune and this album is no different.

Reach for ‘Other People’, a nicely paced summer tune with a killer chorus. Send the rest back to the blogosphere.

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