REVIEW: Disclosure – Settle

Is it possible to start and end a review with the words “bangin’, mate” and leave it at that? Because that’s a pretty accurate summation of Disclosure’s debut album Settle (other than saying it’s akin to being inside the souped-up, sub-woofered car of a northern boy racer circa 1996, which it is).

The Lawrence brothers have been the toast of the industry since their remix of Jessie Ware’s Running, swiftly followed by the Sam Smith-led Latch. And then that bloody brilliant song with AlunaGeorge (below). And the Eliza Doolittle one. And When A Fire Starts to Burn, which was even better than the ones before it. Anyway, you get the idea. 

We’ll avoid talking about the singles that everyone knows about already, though the rest of the material is still perfectly on par. F for U and Defeated No More (featuring Ed Macfarlane) are much more of the same effervescent house, while Voices carries on the throwback with made-for-the-90s vocal from Keable. If it’s felt a bit relentless so far, there’s a welcome change of pace with Second Chance though, surprise surprise, not even Disclosure can stop Jamie Woon from being a total bore-fest.

There’s a fairly pleasant cut from London Grammar – nice to see them do something a little less maudlin for a change – but it’s Simulation and Jessie Ware’s Confess to Me that emerge as outright winners here. Both are hyperactive dancehall classics, the former comparable if anything to the Scissor Sisters on European acid (though substantially less screechy-terrifying than you’re currently imagining).

Of course, there’s the obligatory comment to be made on how a debut from brothers so young is so remarkable etc etc, though it’s more amusing for us that they’ve managed to effortlessly throw back to a decade that they were barely even part of. Regardless, it’s a crisp collection you could probably spin from start to finish in a club and have a fantastic night. Which brings us back to our very first point: bangin’, mate. Proper bangin’.