What does it sound like?:
The latest release from multi-hyphenate (and much derided herein) Tempest is a state-of-the-nation concept album. In the spoken word prelude to the main event, Picture a Vacuum, a planet emerges from the darkness of space:
“There is our Earth, Our Earth, its blueness soothes the sharp burn in your eyes, Its contours remind you of love “
Swooping down like GoogleEarth onto one street in London at 4.18AM the stream of consciousness of seven residents float over the beats. In a city split between have-nots and oligarchs, Tempest focuses on the generation renters: a sound engineer, a PR, a carer, chancers; as they think about nights out, nights in, drinking beers, gigging, smoking fags, taking drugs, but mostly worrying.
Yes it takes in the personal, but it’s angry, ambitious, and political: the attraction of religious fundamentalism, War in Syria, zero-hour contracts, and the housing crisis, all get a call-in. But, it isn’t all the usual suspects, Tempest picks at the scab of her own self-obsessed generation and finds it wanting:
t’s the BoredOfItAll generation The product of product placement and manipulation, Shoot em up, brutal, duty of care, Come » Continue Reading.