Flume Skin Review

The young Australian DJ/Producer’s popularity has rapidly grown over the past year. The name of his knew album Skin had been announced on Instagram earlier on in the year. This has caused huge excitement for fans, as it had been 4 years since he had released him debut alum “Flume”.

From turning up to venues with no more than a laptop, charger and akai pro USB keyboard, to headlining Coachella were you would be lucky to get a glimpse of his face in the mist of the 99,000 strong crowd. Flume has become a rising star. The 24-year-old Australian DJ/producer Harley Edward Streten released his debut album that topped the ARIA charts becoming 2x Platinum status. This gave him rights to remixes of Lord’s tennis courts, were you are able to see what rich people’s music looks like, from gold glitter and exploding crowns to accompany the drop of his sexy-Jazzy sounding synths that he is know for mastering. And Disclosures You and Me, were he managed to integrate his signature bongo drums leading up to his cinematic-orchestral lines. Boiler Room had also given him a chance to spread his talent, as his set has been viewed over 2million times from all around the globe.

Skin, the album in review, aimed to create sounds “like the fabric of the universe tearing” the early release of Wall Fuck had perfectly portrayed this. In a recent interview, flume was asked what the reception of the song was like live. He replied “I love seeing the confusion on peoples faces, that’s what I aim for.” As a person who was lucky enough to grab a ticket for his live show at the London Round House, I can completely relate to this. The track list was announced shortly before the release date, and had people in a frenzy as acts like Beck, Little Dragon, Vince Staples, Raekwon and AlunaGeorge were announced. Beck being the most anticipated, had featured on the track “Tiny Cities”. Flume had turned up to Becks multimillion dollar mansion in L.A wearing bring pink board shorts with his backpack full with his gear. Having to pinch himself to make sure that he wasn’t dreaming. Soon after this the duo got to work were, Beck plants his chanted, hypnotic vocals that compliments Flumes dreamy soundscapes.

(Photos: Harry Grant, 2015, Roundhouse London)