Gang Gang Dance

Gang Gang Dance And 2008

The Brooklyn band rightfully cap the media’s year in music.

There’s something great about this time of year. It’s not the promise of an oversized sock fat with forgettable fillers, and nor is it the abundance of mince pies heartily washed down with mulled wine - though both are certainly perks. No, it’s because December is a time for reflection in the music media.

Together writers crook their necks as they glance over their shoulders and into the immediate past to dig out memories of those songs, albums, artists and performances that left more indelible marks than most. And as work begins to wind down for the rest of us, we gather their offerings and, with a glass of seasonal sherry and - if we must - another mince pie, nestle into the sofa by the tree and begin to read. Oh, the bliss of it.

2008, most commentators agree, was the year Brooklyn, NY, ruled the world, and one band in particular, blending the noisier experimentalism and virtuoso instrumentation of earlier albums with a newfound lust for pop, led the way. Picked up by Warp, Gang Gang Dance have beguiled with their bewitching psychedelic workouts on new album Saint Dymphna (named after the patron saint of the nervous and mentally afflicted). Mostly, it’s as brilliant as everyone has said. Give track eight, 'House Jam', a listen and then try getting that vox hook out of your head. You won’t be able to. Trust me. As a whole, the album is the same: diverse, intoxicating, memorable, funky, dark, straight, experimental, vocal, instrumental... It has it all. The only regrettable moment is the group’s descent into grime alongside London MC Tinchy Strider.

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By on 16/12/08