That twitchy quality that so clearly defines the Scattered Order
sound is given
the dubby treatment on Pretty Boffins. Many of the tracks
here would be familiar to those who saw any of the band's live
performances during 1998.
Where
Chicken Hilton was a somewhat introspective studio creation,
Boffins takes its multiple personality disorder out for a
walk in Scat's own peculiar brand of sunshine - the kind that
casts the wonkiest shadows.
D.
Craig Robertson's menacingly fluid bass, Paul Doherty's cranial-enhancing
guitar, Dru Jones' eerily textured array of samples and Mitch
Jones' occasional, frightening
melodic
crooning all feature here.
Reassuringly
effects-driven, the atmosphere on Pretty Boffins achieves
an interesting blend of the sinister and whimsical, encompassing
country swing reggae, chamber music dub, stadium rock trance and
ethnic TV jingle tease.
Trompe
l'oeil for the lugholes.
Who
Lives in the Other One: Knackered '60s cabaret, stalked
by helium menace.
Drought Crumbs: People holding a party in creeping
post-slaughter wasteland.
We Love You: Got the bends? Need a spell in a decompression
chamber? Try this pomp-dub instead.
Nuvo Gunk: A dreamier battle of Trafalgar, Bollywood
style.
Limbo Scuffy: Forget about the eastern bloc? Not
this mob. Some form of auditory hindsight.
Chop in the Whole: Trenchcoat dub in a packing case
factory, with girl chorus and aviation-fuelled string quartet.
I See God: Possibly the most abrasive Scattered
Order track ever. Reggae to sieve your brains through.
Alice and Ailie: The world in slow motion, as witnessed
by ants.
Photosynthesise: Man stages siege in science lab
with vast bunsen burner.
Left Without My Tie: What the Seven Dwarfs really
did down mine.
--
Sandy Nelson