Burning Bridges Shore To Shore

La Roux (pronounced [La-row]) may not have won this year’s Mercury Prize (it went to Speech Debelle for her album Speech Therapy) but it was frankly a long freaking time since I don’t know when I heard an adrenaline-pumping dance and pop record that did not necessarily include a celebfuck name on its tags. I’m simply sick of all the jazz Beyonce or Rihanna create and all those siblings and nobodies who sprout out everyday. But as I’ve mentioned before, Mercury Prize, despite it’s thick English-Irish design is more or less a fair deal and when you look at the nominees each year, nothing makes you vomit (take a look at all those Grammy winners to figure what I really mean by the word).

What’s even more interesting is the fact that Elly Jackson is just 50% percent of the story (the outer shell or might say the presentation layer as IT experts say). And there are no scary Timbalands, Will.i.ams or Linda Perrys to make her act like a phony Barbie doll that owes her existence thoroughly to them. We have Ben Langmaid as the other half behind the creative 80s synthpop of the duo. So La Roux is pretty much indie by nature, but it’s a very trendy twosome per se if you ask me. Maybe it’s Brixton’s weather where they come from, or maybe it’s Elly’s correct childhood influences (Joni Mitchell and Nick Drake), but I get a kick out of this disco, so help me!

[mp3] La Roux "Bulletproof"