“Nothing’s Changed; Feel the Same.” Tricky.

“Nothing’s Changed; Feel the Same.” Tricky.

Were we to cryogenically freeze Knowle West boy Tricky even for centuries, once thawed he’d surely continue to release the sort of overwrought trip hop grim which has long since been his sullen calling card. And so it’s wholly fitting that he should here return with a track entitled Nothing’s Changed: the first to be lifted from his new record False Idols which is to be released May 27th via his newfangled label of that same name, it’s a murky brood that’s dismal as Easton on any one of an infinity of inauspicious early mornings. His gravelled baritone prowls the shadows of Irish-Italian songstrel Francesca Belmonte’s despondent cooing, as crestfallen strings keen elegiacally in the backdrop of another wondrously dank and dismal recording. Bring on those False Idols

Tricky’s SoundCloud.

Comments are closed.