Leftfield’s fourth album is an upbeat, cathartic affair, though it doesn’t provide a lot you couldn’t have heard again within the mid-Nineties, writes Fiona Shepherd

Leftfield: This Is What We Do (Virgin Music) ****
Nick Garrie: Summer season Evening (The Misplaced Portuguese Session) (Tapete Data) ****
Shredd: The Place Unknown (self-released) ****
Leftfield had been such an enormous a part of the Nineties electronica scene, becoming a member of their friends Orbital, Chemical Brothers and Underworld in taking imaginative membership music into the gig area, but they constructed their status as assured crowd-pullers on simply two albums, their traditional debut Leftism and 1999’s Rhythm and Stealth, earlier than splitting in 2002.
Reforming with out founder member Paul Daley in 2010, remaining mainman Neil Barnes produced Different Mild Supply in 2015 and now a fourth providing with a statement-of-intent title. This Is What We Do is an upbeat, cathartic album created towards a ticking clock – Barnes wished the gathering to have taken form earlier than he began therapy for most cancers (he’s now in remission).
Nevertheless, there isn’t any will-this-do about This Is What We Do, which contains 11 high quality membership tracks from the slinky, uncluttered techno of the title monitor to the glowing, cleaning synth stabs, electro rock licks and insistent virtually hi-NRG beat of The Energy of Listening.
Barnes presents virtually nothing you couldn’t have heard again of their mid-Nineties prime however the album is none the more serious for that. Strictly talking, Fontaines DC frontman Grian Chatten wouldn’t have been round so as to add his unmistakeable strident semi-spoken tones to the quaking bass, klaxon calls and modular synths of Full Manner Spherical on account of not being born and poet Lemn Sissay wouldn’t but have written the stimulating poem which varieties the premise of Making a Distinction, however their contributions are very a lot within the judiciously curated visitor vocal custom which Leftfield have upheld since their breakthrough hit Open Up, that includes John Lydon in full guttural impact.
The remainder of the album is filled with rhythmic hooks, from the skittering breakbeats and bass oscillation of Pulse to the robotic mantra of Machines Like Me, from the swinging Coronary heart and Soul with its looped funk bassline and samples of North African pipes to the pressing pumping electro of Accumulator, an completely no-nonsense membership monitor to drive these celebratory stay exhibits.
The Nick Garrie story is an interesting and irritating litany of hopeful potential, thwarted alternatives and rediscovered gems stretching again to the Sixties, with newer patronage from members of the Glasgow indie group comparable to BMX Bandits and Digicam Obscura.
Summer season Nights (The Misplaced Portuguese Periods) is one other recovered nugget in his staccato catalogue which has its roots in a working vacation in northern Portugal. He was invited to play the communal guitar in a rural bodega, used that very same guitar at his subsequent recording alternative, across the flip of the millennium, and has now fortunately rescued the album he constructed from the shelf.
Garrie cleaves to the timeless people troubadour custom with a set of straightforward and seductive tunes such because the Cat Stevens-like Again In 1930. Even a seemingly throwaway monitor like Bungles Excursions emerges as a McCartneyesque ditty with Parisian pavement café-style backing and there’s heat and wistfulness even within the haunted likes of When the Chilly Winds Blow and I Dream of Africa, making Summer season Nights excellent comforting firm for winter nights.
Glasgow energy trio Shredd, earlier recipients of the Greatest Newcomer Award on the Scottish Different Music Awards, have walked a longish highway to their debut album, however A Place Unknown is an assured beast, from the punk boogie of Lights Out to the gargantuan title monitor. Given their partiality to altering lanes mid-song, Biffy Clyro comparisons are by no means distant however Shredd are extra of a heads-down storage rock proposition. They barely contact the bottom on the fleet Run Away, They’re Right here, The Collector is a heavier stoner rock juggernaut whereas Really feel It’s a scrappy, soulful rock ballad which ends on some heroic traditional rock riffola.
Renaud Capuçon & Martha Argerich: Beethoven, Schumann & Franck (Deutsche Grammophon) *****
Essentially the most outstanding facet of this alert new launch by pianist Marta Argerich and violinist Renaud Capuçon is the previous’s age. Argerich was 80 when the recording was made earlier this 12 months however feels like a pianist half her age, which Capuçon, in his mid-40s, kind of is. But the partnership is nothing in need of equal when it comes to refreshing dynamism, crisp perception and flashy theatricality. They open with Schumann’s Sonata in A minor, Op 105, its effervescent finale a jubilant summation of the boisterous joie de vivre and tender lyrical interaction that precede it. Issues get even higher with Beethoven’s “Kreuzer” Sonata, its electrifying perfection and beautiful supply fascinating at each flip. Franck’s A serious Sonata completes this extraordinary musical journey, the heightened craving of the opening Allegretto a mere breather en path to the ripened thrills of the central motion and liquid affirmation of the finale. Ken Walton
Esbjörn Svensson: HOME.S (ACT Data) ****
Swedish pianist Esbjörn Svensson introduced, together with his e.s.t. trio, a daring new sensibility to European jazz, attracting stadium-sized audiences with their potent mix of jazz with rock and classical energies. Then, in 2008, Svensson died in a scuba diving accident. Now, 14 years on, comes this distinctive recording of him enjoying solo at residence, unearthed by his widow, Eva. Its 9 tracks every named after a letter of the Greek alphabet (reflecting Svensson’s curiosity in astronomy), HOME.S catches the pianist away from the heady surge of e.s.t. Keith Jarrett inevitably involves thoughts, not least when Svensson vocalises quietly, however these creative deliberations are very a lot his personal, starting from elegant stillness to eruptive vivaciousness. Gamma, as an illustration, takes on a sublime, bluesy languor whereas the faintly township-sounding Eta sports activities a glittering coda. It’s a delight, but in addition, inevitably, a poignant suggestion of what may need been. Jim Gilchrist