1. Welcome To Sexor
2. Far From Home
3. You Gonna Want Me
4. High School
5. Jamaican Boa
6. Louder Than A Bomb
7. Pleasure From The Bass
8. Who's That
9. Down In It
10. Ballad Of Sexor
11. Good As Gold
12. Flexibleskulls
13. Burning Down The House
14. Far From Home
15. 3 Weeks
16. Brothers
17. Sir Sir Sir
18. 8455544mommy
Let us rewind just a few short years ago to the age of electroclash, the
pop-sleaze genre that spawned artists as diverse as Fischerspooner,
Scissor Sisters and Peaches, and recognise that Montreal-based
Tiga was regarded as something of a god within the field.
He is best known
on these shores, for those who happen to be in the know (you can count your
correspondent here as one), for a highly kinetic remix of Nelly's Hot
In Herre, featuring Scissor Sisters' Jake Shears on guest vocals,
which remarkably turned the Alpha Male mysogyny of the original into a
campy, disposable pop ditty, along with a heavily tongue-in-cheek version of
Corey Hart's 80's anthem Sunglasses At Night.
After serving time as a producer/remixer for artists like Felix Da
Housecat, Moby, LCD Soundsystem and Depeche Mode,
Tiga, at long last, unleashes his debut album, Sexor, on a world where
electroclash is yesterday's news and the Top 40 reads like a list of
electro/dance-influenced artists, from the disposable pop of Rachel
Stevens to the angular disco-punk of Franz Ferdinand. Can Tiga
make an album relevant to the field, or has he missed the boat?
Welcome To Sexor sets the album up as a concept album of sorts, unveiling
Sexor as a locale of sorts, a place "where imagination rules the nation and
"where sexy lightning always strikes twice". You know the kind of album you
are in for when you hear these words.
The album features three unique cover versions, including a remarkable
cover of Talking Heads' classic Burning Down The House, which
manages to somehow replicate the nervous energy and sheer insanity of the
original without being too derivative. Tiga's take on Nine Inch
Nails' Down On It cleverly contrasts Trent Reznor's anguished lyrics
with Tiga's poppy, lightweight vocal. His version of Public Enemy's
Louder Than A Bomb is another joy and has to be heard to be believed. It
seems almost too tongue-in-cheek, too ironic to be true. The inciendary
impact of the original is predictably minimalised due to the thin vocal,
accompanied by disco-style bass and drums, klaxons and bomb explosions.
Pleasure From The Bass seems to borrow liberally and unashamedly from
Guns 'n' Roses' Welcome To The Jungle while mixing it with retro acid
house, the result a bizarre but highly enjoyable, knowing journey into the
early 90's. Tiga manages to take old styles (and, on his cover versions, old
songs) and make them sound fresh, contemporary and as relevant as ever. And
this is the joy of Sexor (ooo-err); you get the sense of Tiga's love for all
things retro, from his cover versions to his resurrection of old styles,
even the cover seems to pay homage to Bryan Ferry, looking almost
identical to the cover of Ferry's under-rated 1977 album In Your Mind. Like
those amazing designers on the late, lamented Changing Rooms, Tiga is able
to take a bunch of old, discarded stuff from pop's history, recycle it,
stick a bit of MDF on it and make it something unique and rather
dazzling.
Jake Shears pops up again, this time on the delightful heavy-house of You
Gonna Want Me, demonstrating that he is one of the most engaging and lively
vocalists of recent years. His novelty falsetto blends nicely with the deft
musicianship in the background and with Tiga's own backing vocals, making
You Gonna Want Me one of the album's most sublime moments. Sexor has plenty
of radio-friendly moments, such as the poppy Far From Home, while also
managing to dive into the bizarre, wacky and leftfield, as on the ode to
Vicki Vale (Kim Basinger in the first Batman movie), Who's That. The
Soulwax-produced Good As Gold has poppy hooks a'plenty, making it one
of the most memorable cuts from Sexor, before it segues nicely into the
bizarre insanity of Flexibleskulls, demonstrating the diversity on offer
here.
While much of the album has heavily ironic undertones, there are moments
where you can remove your tongue from within your cheek. True, the slower
numbers make less of an impact than the more frenetic, dancefloor-oriented
ones, as the faster songs are where the camp, wit and fun tends to lie, but
Brothers is an honest, earnest and thoughtful number and is one of Sexor's
highlights, with the unusual (for a 'dance' album, though we hate to
categorise) inclusion of gorgeous piano-driven melodies, coupled with some
heavy basslines.
The synths are heavily (and predictably) influenced by the '80s, and it
is unfortunate that Tiga's contribution comes at a time when it seems that
some people are getting sick of the 80's-inflected beats of a number of
acts, hence the noticable backlash against bandwagon jumpers like The
Bravery and the ridicule by some critics of Fischerspooner,
pointing to the band's pretentiousness and sense of self-importance.
Tiga is
innocent of all this, making an album which, if anything, is more
lightweight than self-important, but one must wonder why he waited so long
instead of seizing the zeitgeiest at a more opportune time, considering the
influence and status he holds wthin the dance music community, and when you
consider that the once out-there stylings that seemed so weird and leftfield
have been firmly brought into the mainstream by savvy culture-vultures like
Madonna.
You get the sense that had Sexor been released a couple of years earlier
it would have been hailed as an important, crucial, genre-defining album.
Tiga's work in production and as a DJ ensures his place in the great history
of electroclash and its march into pop music, but the album screams of
missed opportunities. When you consider that Pleasure From The Bass was
originally recorded in 2002, you understand that Tiga has, to a degree,
missed the boat.
It is also very much an album by a scenester for scenesters, for hipsters
in skinny jeans and visors who dance 'ironically' to '80s music, but don't
let the pretention of Tiga's target audience put you off from a thoroughly
enjoyable pop album that mines the best of pop's forgotten past. Sexor, the
land of the 'sexy lightning', sure sounds like a fun place to party.