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Not content with pillaging the past for inspiration, on Lick Your Ticket, Chikinki have taken the ambitious step of plugging into the mains and trying to blast themselves into the future. In many ways, this Bristol quintet resembles your everyday Brit indie band--tousled of hair and vintage of t-shirt--but like Cooper Temple Clause or late Primal Scream, Chikinki are all about synthesis. Drum kits are replaced by sensor pads and skittering electronica loops, guitars are run through code-crunching banks of effects, and the meat of the band's sound is provided by two duelling keyboard players, Boris Exton and Trevor Wensley. Only
Not content with pillaging the past for inspiration, on Lick Your Ticket, Chikinki have taken the ambitious step of plugging into the mains and trying to blast themselves into the future. In many ways, this Bristol quintet resembles your everyday Brit indie band--tousled of hair and vintage of t-shirt--but like Cooper Temple Clause or late Primal Scream, Chikinki are all about synthesis. Drum kits are replaced by sensor pads and skittering electronica loops, guitars are run through code-crunching banks of effects, and the meat of the band's sound is provided by two duelling keyboard players, Boris Exton and Trevor Wensley. Only the presence of vocalist Rupert Browne tethers the band down into conventional rock territory: his voice bounds between a stargazing croon ("Drink") or a Mick Jagger yelp ("To Sacrifice a Child", "Ether Radio"), depending on whether his band are luxuriating in warm keyboard textures or hurtling along at a rate of electro-rock knots. Chikinki's ingenuity is commendable, but if Lick Your Ticket has an Achilles' Heel, it's a lack of memorable songs to keep you coming back. Still, while it's on it's a blast, and maybe that's what really matters. --Louis Pattison
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Manufacturer: Umvd Import
Release date: 20 July 2004
EAN: 0602498666029 UPC: 602498666029
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