DAVID TURPIN

The Sweet Used-To-Be Kabi­net Records

The Irish Times - Friday - The Ticket - - Music Reviews - DEANNA OR­TIZ

Nes­tled amongst the 19th-cen­tury-in­spired album art of his own cre­ation, cheru­bic Dubliner David Turpin wears his wist­ful ec­cen­tric­ity like a cra­vat. Fas­ci­nated by the com­pat­i­bil­ity of indie elec­tro pop and the prin­ci­ples of vis­ual art, his de­but is a smor­gas­bord of in­flu­ences. From the R&B-flavoured Danc­ing on My Grave to sam­pling Nico on the play­fully macabre Pony Tears, he could be the love child of the Pet Shop Boys and a Vel­vet Un­der­ground slow num­ber. Lyri­cally, the odd track does dip its toes into cliché ( No­body Knows) but, as Turpin’s breathy vo­cals grow on you, you re­alise that there’s a naive qual­ity to this se­lec­tion box of quirky pop that’s con­fi­dent, en­dear­ing and just a lit­tle bit dif­fer­ent. www.mys­pace.com/david­turpin Down­load Tracks: Pony Tears, Fly Away, Danc­ing on My Grave

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