Any synth-pop fan that
knows their onions with be well aware of John Foxx. Any new wave fan too, and
ambient, art rock and even post punk. If there was any artist performing today
worthy of the title ‘legend’ then it would be John Foxx. Maybe best known for
his early 80s hits Underpass, Europe After The Rain and Dancing Like A Gun, he
has never shied away from recording, scoring soundtracks of even exhibiting
photography and art.
The Maths, consisting of
Benge (Oblong, Wrangler, Blancmange, Creep Show) and Hannah Peel (The Magnetic
North, Paul Weller, OMD) are now joined by former Ultravox guitarist Robin
Simon. Both Foxx and Simon were members of various incarnations of what became
Ultravox both leaving in 1979 when Foxx was of course replaced on vocals by
Midge Ure.
Howl is a triumph, and
probably sees septuagenarian Foxx give his finest vocal performance of his
career. Opener, My Ghost is a powerful taste of what is to come. Excessive
synths and guitars which swirl and compete with each other vying for the
spotlight, both of them winning the marathon in equal first place. The title
track echoes Bowie’s Fashion as the writhing guitar seems to scream in pain as
it twists itself around and away from the song both opposing and complimenting
it as it goes. Foxx occasionally sounds like the Thin White Duke himself, an
effortless outpouring that sounds as fresh and exciting as many of his
contemporaries half his age. There are ‘trademark’ Foxx synth sounds courtesy
of The Maths which make for an almost 80s collection that has been completely
brought up to date, no doubt aided by Benge and his collection of classic
keyboards.
The intro to Everything Is
Happening At The Same Time begins with an effect not dissimilar to Visage by
Visage as both voice and instrumentation swirl in an a Sgt Pepper/Yellow
Submarine LSD induced beauty. Foxx is on top form. It’s difficult to pick out a
highlight such is the quality of its eight tracks and here is plenty to give
Howl some bit chunks of radio airplay as its experimentation has enough of a
commercial aspect to reach larger audiences. Tarzan And Jane Regained is
anthemic, The Dance is subtle and dreamlike, New York Times is tight and
anxious and, once again an incredibly addictive track. There are several
instances of Bowie influence both in voice and guitar work and, Howl would not
doubt suit the tastes of those admirers too whilst being an undoubted thrill to
fans of Foxx. Last Time I Saw You is raw and Simon is in incredible form. As
the album closes with Strange Beauty, Foxx croons across an empty universe with
an incredibly moving performance and some stunning string-led sections from
Peel.
In short, Howl is a
stunning album – one which improves with every listen as intricate sounds are
discovered on each play – and, one that sees John Foxx at a career high.
Inventive, expansive and totally encapsulating.
By Paul Scott-Bates