Review — “Space Heavy,” King Krule

We lose a little, we gain a lot, with space-heavy, the fourth album by British rock music iconoclast Archy Marshall, aka King Krule. Those who enjoy his unpredictable post-punk discharges with saxophone solos will listen Hamburgerphobia dreaming of the wild audacity of previous albums. On the other hand, the taciturn song of the London poet (who now partly resides in Liverpool, the setting of several of these new songs, including the beautiful Seaforth) finds new nuances thanks to softened music. Like on sea ​​girlunique in its repertoire, a duet ballad with the New Yorker Raveena, tender and sinuous, or the similar Empty Stomach Space Cadet, a female voice lost in the echo during the chorus. Snarky, yelling songs are rare, replaced by strings of vaguely jazzy, beautifully orchestrated songs — Space Heavy, When VanishingAnd If Only It Was Warmth form a magnificent end to the album. In concert at the Corona Theater on July 26.

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space-heavy

★★★★

Rock

King Krule, Matador Records

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