All this orange made me think of the first Boris Heavy Rocks. It has nothing in common. When he's willing to make an effort, the guy has a voice, but most of the time he sings in a pretty boring way. The music behind has some interesting bits, but I'm a bit lost with this kind of post-modern mashups where everything blends and nothing stands out.
Couldn't make it through the whole thing.
It's a bit too slow and smooth to really hold my interest for 55min. Didn't hate it.
This sounded intriguing from the description - a debut album based on the artist’s synesthesia where he experienced first love as the colour orange. In actually, this is fairly anodyne R&B (albeit with some NSFW lyrics about running out of condoms) interspersed with random and surreal sound collages. The highlight (or very middling light) is where he pays a confused Muslim taxi driver to act as his personal therapist by keeping the meter running. Weird.