► Thomas White - The Maximalist (Album review)
The Minimum of Maximalists
By Alex Brady
I’ll be honest, I was playing Pokemon whilst listening to this album. This is no reflection upon the dedication I have in providing you with entertaining writing, more of how uninteresting “The Maximalist”, the new album by Thomas White, was to listen to and how it to failed to grab my attention.
The press release conjured up an image of an accomplished artist, stating that “he is a rare medium that music travels through effortlessly”; was that after the music was clubbed across the head, greased up with butter then shoved through him?
The album is nothing but repetitive noises, unoriginal lyrics and an awkward atmosphere that reminds me of being stuck in an awful jazz club because you promised your friend you’d go with them. There are elements of The Who, primarily “Quadrophenia” and “Who’s Next”, and you’d hope that would be White’s saving grace, but no. Everything powerful and exciting that made those beautiful London boys so successful has been sucked out, leaving a second-hand husk of what they forged.
There was no stand out track, only the two times I looked up to see what was going on. The first was during “Moonlight and Snow” when the pretty standard music disappeared after 2 minutes, replaced with electro instruments for 3 minutes only to switch back to how it began. I was as confused as this song seemed to be. The second time was at the start of “Synpase Galaxy”. The cause; no grand musical event that completely changed my mind, it was because it sounded like the intro the “Men in Black” theme and I thought I’d switched tracks by mistake.
Put simply, “The Maximalist” is an album I want to see as little of as possible.
Retro's grade: Fail