A patchy selection (the dour "Concrete Sky" must only be here because it's a Johnny Marr co-write) that illustrates Orton has yet to make a record that really does her justice. Andrew Weatherall's production on "Galaxy Of Emptiness" is a highlight, the perfect expression of Orton's conflation of folk-inflection and post-dance electronics. Her take on Fred Neil's "Dolphins", with hero Terry Callier, however, is deeply unflattering. Hopefully rumours she's working with Four Tet's Kieran Hebden will flourish into an album that transcends that quintessentially Heavenly feeling of great record collections inspiring distinctly second division records.
A patchy selection (the dour “Concrete Sky” must only be here because it’s a Johnny Marr co-write) that illustrates Orton has yet to make a record that really does her justice. Andrew Weatherall’s production on “Galaxy Of Emptiness” is a highlight, the perfect expression of Orton’s conflation of folk-inflection and post-dance electronics. Her take on Fred Neil’s “Dolphins”, with hero Terry Callier, however, is deeply unflattering. Hopefully rumours she’s working with Four Tet’s Kieran Hebden will flourish into an album that transcends that quintessentially Heavenly feeling of great record collections inspiring distinctly second division records.
