After the release of his 3rd album
‘Carry on The grudge’ and his long awaited comeback followed by 2015’s heartfelt
ep magnolia melancholia it’s all gone a bit quiet on the Jamie T front.
But this time Mr Treays has not waited
nearly half a decade to release new material and after only a 10 month break he has released a new single which appears to be
the first music from an upcoming fourth album, although he was very quick to
swerve the question about it.
“Tinfoil Boy” (or ‘boi’ if you will) starts
off as much of his carry on grudge work does, aggressively vulnerable vocals intertwining
with a hallowing dark guitar riff. Even the lyrics “you break your heart to
make sure I’m aware” sound like the same Jamie T that disappeared all those
years ago only to reappear as a man who had ‘seen some stuff’. But then, out of
nowhere; in a manner akin to Randy Orton, it all kicks off.
Shouts of “HE’S A TINFOIL BOI BOI BOI BOI
BOI BOI BOI” over a riff which just sounds like it was pinched from that
mediocre Slaves/Chasing Status collaboration ‘Control’. With the latter part sounding
like a chav at the back of a bus describing the events of the weekend in which
the fingering of his cousin took place. Thankfully this lasts for the best part
of 10 seconds before going back into the safety net that is his shell of vulnerability
by repeating the songs introduction. The whole affair is far too intense and
far too sudden, it really just doesn’t fit at all.
Throughout there’s a real fluctuation
between the two elements of the songs with it breaking down only to drop in the
“BOI BOI BOI” debacle again. After about the 6 revolution of this it breaks
down into something which, to me at least, sounds incredibly similar to ‘cornfield
chase’ by Hans Zimmer from the Interstellar soundtrack (someone please listen
to both and assure me I’m not mental.) with a sample of sadistic muttering over
it which adds more to this song already overcrowded with contrasting elements.
I’m sure, as most songs are now, that it
will be well-received at gigs and no doubt there will be some topless cunt in the
pit challenging a fellow topless cunt to fight him for the crown of king of the ‘Tinfoil bois’. But to
me this just isn’t Jamie T. There’s no quick witted anecdotes, no raw emotion,
no furiously paced rapping. I just can’t relate to it. Jamie T has been the soundtrack
to my late teens, with every song painting a picture you can see coming to life
through his lyrics, but this just isn’t that.
Listen to Tinfoil Boy below
Listen to Tinfoil Boy below
