Slippy-T ()

Reviewed by Steve Gilmore on (Tuesday, May 24, 2005) Rated 9.3 / 10
Category Rating
Track Structure 10
Interest 9
Melody 9
Performance 9
Lyrics 10
Enjoyment 9
Recording Quality 9
Commercial Appeal 9
Overall 9.3

Addiction, ah let me count the ways....  See you in a couple of years :D

Way back in the day (wtf DOES that mean anyway?) when I was only slightly younger and less crumbly than I am at present, I hung out on an 'instant music' site.  Not because I needed a quick fix, but because - to my surprise - I found some very competent musicians on their who were making anything but instant music.  Rob Taylor (aka El Bionico aka Knobby Knees aka Slippy) and I have known each other since HUGE ferkin THINGS roamed the earth and made a moderators (yep, that was me folks) job a nightmare-on-wheels, with attached Dolby Surroundsound.  Over the years that I've known him, Slippy has grown and matured as a vocalist of great recognisability, one of those singers you would know anywhere and with a string of great tracks to his eternal credit.

Calm down, calm down missis... there'll be no more talk of HUGE ferkin THINGS OK?

One of the major joys of listening to this artist lies in his lyrical content; a wordsmith of repute, Slippy mixes metaphors as easily as he mixes instruments.  Listening to one of his tracks is not complete without following the story, and Slippy is one of those rare artists who always posts his lyrics.  Addiction is absolutely pure Slippy, a funky, chunky music backing track covered with those velvet vocal tones we know so well.  If you are coming to Slippy fresh, as it were, you will find an accomplished, sophisticated musician with a wickedly deceptive style of singing that - at first - may be a bit offputting.  Give it some time, however, and you'll soon be discovering the magical slippy effect; a relaxing of ear muscles, and a flexing of brain cells.

Musically, Addiction pretty much floors me.  Slick and triumphally retro, it is a hot, steaming brew of funk that'll warm the cockles of your heart (whatever they are).   The space and size of the mix will be the first that hits you, along with the bass-on-the-prod and the triphammer beat.  Spiced up by some very authentic guitar riffs, the intro pads along nicely and you start to question if you are going to be listening to that rare thing: a Slippy Instrumental.    Then around 1:20, the vocal slides down your earholes like aural jelly, calming and restoring function in those hard to reach bits in the corners.  You lie back, grooving along.  You notice the stunning brasswork, the slick, eerily smoth transitions, the (almost) flawless vocal harmonies - which has been a major area of Slippy's work of late.  A lovely R&B/Funk workout that will only cement Slippy's growing reputation as an intelligent, inventive musician whose reach grows daily.

Smoking.

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