Jamie Woon – 'Mirrorwriting' review
Jamie Woon’s career so far has seen him produced by Burial and remixed by Ramadanman, which should have him tagged as a hardened UK Bass snob straight outta Croydon. Then again, he’s also a product of the BRIT School, the pop factory that provided the UK’s bored housewives with the likes of Kate Nash and Adele. It’s a schizophrenic existence to say the least, something that may explain the inconsistency of Mirrorwriting, an album which veers from foundation-shaking RnB (opener Night Air) to the kind of anodyne white funk that would shame Blue (Shoulda), back to super futuristic new jack wwing (Spirits) and finally to an impersonation of Will Young in the Live Lounge (tepid closer Waterfront).
Woon boasts that “at least four” of the tracks here are about going for a walk; while there’s clearly a bash at capturing the dreamy bucolic wonder of a stroll in the country, the general outcome, among the gloriously modern soul and the sorely misjudged cheese, more resembles a stumble.
5/10
