With the buzz almost completely died down from "Born Slippy," Underworld's Trainspotting hit of over two years before, Beaucoup Fish emerged to a distinctly uncaring public. And though it is a disappointing record compared to the group's high-flying previous albums, it displays Underworld's talents well -- the trio is still the best at welding obtuse songcraft onto an uncompromising techno framework and making both sound great. Karl Hyde's nasally vocals are a bit more obtrusive on tracks like the trance-rant "Moaner" and first single "Push Upstairs," but as before, impeccable production saves the day. While Second Toughest in the Infants showed Underworld were no mere novices at introducing super-tough breakbeats, here the focus is on throwback acid-house and trance. The effect is that Underworld have refused to compromise their artistic vision to anyone's view of commercialism; as such, the few excesses on Beaucoup Fish can be forgiven.
I spent the summer of '99 in Italy. It was incredible, and a few albums were great to listen to, to just escape the tiring nature of travel. I enjoyed Underworld's ??Second Toughest in the Infant's??, but something about ??Beaucoup Fish?? just had a throbbing, humming, intense life of it's own. The lyrics sometimes hit me, coming off as an almost scattered free form delivery, but somehow whe...
*Underworld - Push Upstairs* (1999)Because Underworld also manage a visual design studio, they've always had some pretty great looking videos. Their idea of aesthetics has always been a little left of centre, but there's certainly nothing wrong with that. Early on in their career, their videos featured nothing more than flashes of words, close up shots of lights, layered images, colour swashes ...
*Underworld - Push Upstairs* (1999)Because Underworld also manage a visual design studio, they've always had some pretty great looking videos. Their idea of aesthetics has always been a little left of centre, but there's certainly nothing wrong with that. Early on in their career, their videos featured nothing more than flashes of words, close up shots of lights, layered images, colour swashes ...
I spent the summer of '99 in Italy. It was incredible, and a few albums were great to listen to, to just escape the tiring nature of travel. I enjoyed Underworld's ??Second Toughest in the Infant's??, but something about ??Beaucoup Fish?? just had a throbbing, humming, intense life of it's own. The lyrics sometimes hit me, coming off as an almost scattered free form delivery, but somehow whe...