Clarence Clarity - Those Who Can’t, Cheat

Sure, minimalism in all its forms can be enticing. But sometimes its meek exterior needs to be shoved right the hell aside for a big, brash brick-wall of sonic goodness.

Alliteration expert and all-round enigma Clarence Clarity wears that mantra like a massive multi-coloured, bejewelled rosette. Following a prolonged absence and an identity shrouded in mystery, the oddball producer has returned with ‘Those Who Can’t, Cheat’.

It ticks all the boxes you’re likely to find on a GCSE composition mark scheme - a canine solo, a Bhangra hook seemingly bashed-out on a diamante piano and scattered comically bassy vocals – and also manages to mesh the falsetto of Justin Timberlake with the attitude of some of Destiny Child’s sassiest numbers in a properly clever way. It’s essentially the Costco of electronic music; it’s massive, it’s stuffed full everything (including several kitchen sinks) and it’s a damn fun place to be.