There's been a horrid sort of acrid backlash against deserving (in our eyes) Mercury Music Prize winner Speech Debelle. We just don't understand it. Cop a load of this, the final song on her startlingly layered and melancholy work, in which a soft, teary and lilting guitar gives way to slow, mournful, funeral strings that could have been arranged by Patrick Wolf. You don't usually get that sort of arch folk sensibility melded so effortlessly and fragilely with something still so assertively 'rap'. If this is 'inoffensive' or 'coffee table' then why does it sound so brave and unusual?
Anyway, enjoy.
Anyway, enjoy.
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