Jazz Emu - Technically, Probably More Of The Same, I Suppose, In Theory

Tracklist

Side A
1.
The Strahtkhaf Combo
Jazz Emu
02:30
2.
Everlight
Jazz Emu
02:47
3.
Eggerson Keaveney
Jazz Emu
03:28
4.
Eviscerate
Jazz Emu
03:38
5.
D.H.A.R.N.T.Z
Jazz Emu
03:29
6.
Chemical Melody
Jazz Emu
03:05
Side B
1.
The Real Me
Jazz Emu
03:45
2.
Money
Jazz Emu
03:23
3.
I Would Rather
Jazz Emu
03:30
4.
Cold Night In Lisbon
Jazz Emu
02:05
5.
A Dad Has Rights
Jazz Emu
02:33
6.
This Is How I Go Down
Jazz Emu
03:49

Information


  • Artist : Jazz Emu
  • Format : 1 x 12" (140g)
  • CountryUnited Kingdom
  • GenresPopFunk / SoulComedy
  • Estimated shipping dateJune 2024

Description

The fifth and finest studio album from internationally-renowned Sex Therapist and activator of the Bognor Regis Christmas Lights 2014, Jazz Emu.

Available on an exclusive D2C limited edition crystal clear vinyl with red splatter!


Jazz Emu
United Kingdom

At the age of six, Jazz Emu fell in love with a second hand saxophone and proudly took it to a trial lesson. Within a minute the teacher had decided that Jazz’s hands were unusually small, and his shiny brass hopes were crushed with a plastic beginner’s clarinet. Several years of funk-repressed classical training followed, with the groove bubbling pianissimo under the surface. When he finally heard the syncopated hi-hats in Bill Withers’ Use Me, there was no going back. Jazz pulled out the dusty old sax and got to work. He would stay up late at night recording shining synths and near-silent screaming sax solos (no noise after 10pm) on his mum’s BOSS BR900-CD recorder. The results were too powerful to show the general public.

Ten years later, armed with an Akai EWI-4000S, a right hand calloused by synth-glisses and a handsome selection of suits, Jazz has set out to change the world. Combining the lyrically pleonastic and musically dank, this project is an auditory experiment in high-art meets low-art. Imagine performing a Shakespearean sonnet over The Sims loading-music. Or reading Homer’s Iliad off of a toilet roll. Imagining it? Good. You’re about three eighths of the way to grasping the sonic mythos of Jazz Emu.