It’s a mark of Disclosure’s success that their time as hipster darlings putting out nothing but Discogsbusting 12”s now feels like a longago blip in their history. Another mark is that, for fear of leaking,
Universal Records were only allowing advanced listens of ‘Caracal’ via a compressed, Disclosure Caracal laggy stream hidden on their website.
And another still is that while much of the ’90s house and garage revivalism of Disclosure’s debut Disclosure Caracal album endures here on their second,
Disclosure Caracal it feels less pilfered this time round and more like Disclosure just doing their thing.
In short, it appears the Lawrence brothers have entered their Imperial Phase: guaranteed hit singles,
highprofile collaborations and an air of untouchability.
Unfortunately, the first casualty of the transformation has been their music.
But to ascribe this dip in quality simply to a newfound champagne lifestyle isn’t quite right.
For while there’s a sense right across ‘Caracal’ of a band somewhat phoning it in,
there’s also simultaneously the feeling of Disclosure trying too hard to broaden their appeal, Disclosure Caracal and in doing so dulling their own personality:
only two tracks here don’t carry guest vocalists, and more often than not the duo allow their collaborators to dictate the mood.
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