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The Russian Futurists have been around for some time now, and yet very few people know too much about them. Originally an outlet for Matthew Adam Hart's homespun compositions, he's now formed a band around himself. Quite what they'll be doing is anyone's guess, as Paul Simon is a skin and bone track built around a ridiculously catchy sample with little room for live instrumentation. There really is very little to get your teeth into.
It all kicks off with a brass burst that lodges itself in your brain like a crayon shoved forcibly up the nose and makes little attempt to go much further (although once you've got a coloured lump of wax stuck in your grey matter, how much further can you go?). Sure, Hart's sweet innocuous vocals croon over a non-descript verse and that's all pleasant enough, but before too long we're locked back into the bounce of that sample again (which in essence takes the place of any kind of chorus).
It feels like a bit of a wasted opportunity, but when the sample you've come up with releases endorphins like these trumpets do, it must be nigh on impossible not to overdo it.
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