King Krule - The Ooz
True Panther/XL
October 13th, 2017.
King Krule's world of seedy, sticky material found its furtherment with the release of studio album number two, The Ooz. The city slacker personification which was presented on the debut, 6 Feet Beneath the Moon, finds itself somewhat matured and set down more defined sights. However, that's not to say that The Ooz is any less of a smorgasbord of influence and genre. The Ooz casts a more murky shadow across King Krule's fine palette of reach and genre-bending displays, creating a world of enigmatic depth and decay.
The Ooz, the process in which our existence slowly unfurls - nails grow, skin flakes, hair falls - happens right before our very eyes. These processes which occur each and every second of each and every day slide right under our shallow scopes. More concerned with the happenings of the outer world, we lose touch with our own existence - we ooze to an infinite finish line without ever touching base. Down in the dumps, the eyes in which you view life through cast their own shadows. The clouds part once in a while to let a semblance of sunshine through. Enough to get by, but not enough to feel the lust for life. Dread swells to an almost unbelievable level.
Finding solace in the slums of existence has always been the only way to get through things. Figuring your angle and setting a plan of exit becomes a necessity. Sink into what you are. Fighting through the swamp-like cityscape King Krule sets The Ooz up as an urban dialogue of daydreams and desolation - a piece of pretty petals and razor sharp thorns.
Coming to terms with the fact that it's not going to be the smooth breeze that we once believed is vital in turning the tide. Nobody is coming to save you. It's a solo game. Save yourself from the swamp.
The Ooz may just be the defining works from King Krule. 5 years on and its puzzling aura, along with its kaleidoscopic musical qualities, renders it a stand alone in character and quality. A shimmering star in a subdued sky.
Existential sludge for your soundsystems.
Artwork by Jack Marshall.