Sam Sparro

2008-07-19 07:07
A real journeyman, Sparro has lived in Sydney, Los Angeles and London. No surprise then, that his self-titled album deals with displacement and survival as much as it dispenses with the serious business of gettin’ funky.

The question is, is he good enough to do both?

Yes, if “Black and Gold” is your reference point. The electro-pop chart monster is a perfect marriage of Sparro’s vintage vocal style and Tokyo-New York-Paris friendly dirty bass.

His creamy sound also gels with the minimalistic “Too Many Questions” and the über-funky slap bass of “21st Century Life”.

But then Sam gets serious, or rather, his thoughtful but mediocre lyrics start overpowering the music, casting him as a singer songwriter caught in the wrong genre. Sparro was never meant to be a neo soul Bob Dylan. He belongs on the dance floor.

The cheeky falsetto of “Hot Mess” goes some way to restoring his 3AM lounge party credibility, but in the end, Sam Sparro is another dance music singer who’s been found guilty of hogging the foreground.

- Niel Bekker
Just when the charts were starting to get a little boring, in comes Sam Sparro, the saviour of whiteboy disco soul.

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