One of the many lesser bands to crack the States in the electronica "invasion" of 1997, this duo had the style label execs thought American audiences would eat up. It's easy to see why, as BRA layers on heavy doses of rhythm and groove then toss odd, cheeky samples throughout. Fatboy Slim anyone?
Actually, they could take a lesson from labelmate and fan-fav Slim; the man knows the importance of a hook. His tunes may be simpler, but they're more infectious. BRA are stuck in the middle, developing tracks with twisting, lively basslines, fluctuating beats- and not much else.
Actually, they could take a lesson from labelmate and fan-fav Slim; the man knows the importance of a hook. His tunes may be simpler, but they're more infectious. BRA are stuck in the middle, developing tracks with twisting, lively basslines, fluctuating beats- and not much else.
They come close a few times, and get it right with "Let There Be Flutes," thanks to, er, flutes, and "On Her Majesty's Secret Whistle," featuring, uh, whistles. Kudos are in order for the madcap, justly named "Return of the Hardcore Jumble Carbootechnodisco Roadshow." But the rest of the tracks make you wish they could have added that "something " to make them rise up. Bentley Rhythm Ace deliver the groove but forget the flourishes. B-
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