He’s become a lot more Googlable lately…

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Michaelangelo Matos: Cute lyrics, decent execution, singer’s a little faint.
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Martin Skidmore: I rather like his voice, which has a crispness that reminds me some UK garage of years back. There’s a relaxed feel to this that is very appealing, and a likeable fondness in the lyric and delivery, though I could have done without the repeated screwed-down vocal line, which for me breaks the mood some.
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Josh Langhoff: I’m all for singing random metaphors, but not because you’re too sleepy to come up with anything else. That said, I do like the random Bob George voice that butts in every so often to deliver the hook, if that’s what that is.
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Al Shipley: The nasal vocal, almost unintelligibly screwed sample hook, whiney synth line and timid beat somehow add up to something seductively singular and strangely addictive.
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Jer Fairall: “You be the [something], I’ll be the [something else that typically compliments the previous something]” is a laughably tired lyrical trope, but there’s a lithe, seductive smoothness to both the understated production and his creamy voice that almost — ALMOST — forgives the sheer lameness of his pick-up lines.
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Alfred Soto: So simple is its commitment to a kind of unhistrionic erotic desperation that I almost threw it away. I didn’t expect his restraint to sound sexy beside the high mournful wind instrument hooting in the background. I especially love his immersion in sound for its own sake.
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Katherine St Asaph: Fantastic verses, decent crackle of a beat, strong singing, then things peter out where the chorus isn’t. I’m particularly baffled at how Miguel managed to go suddenly flat on the song’s title.
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