Album: Transit Kings

Token, MALICIOUS DAMAGE

The supergroup makes a comeback - and no, I'm not referring to the Cream reunion, but to the aggregation of cosmic sound-scapers responsible for this five-track mini-album. The Transit Kings are Alex Paterson from The Orb, Jimmy Cauty from The KLF, Guy Pratt from Pink Floyd, and Dom Beken of the TV-soundtrack and advert-music production team And; the core quartet's endeavours are further augmented by guests such as Johnny Marr and Simon Day. As you'd expect, it's a sample-tastic affair right from the clip that opens "Oh Shit": "OK, this is interesting... you're gonna like this... oh shit!", looped over gurgling synth and widescreen strings, pumped along by a chugging rock backbeat. "America Is Unavailable" starts with a spoof answerphone kiss-off regretting the country's inaccessibility ("Try again later!"), before essaying a sprightly mélange of jangly kora and War of the Worlds-style synth, with a lone duck-quack heralding a brief breakdown section. "West End of a Duck Going East" floats its

The supergroup makes a comeback - and no, I'm not referring to the Cream reunion, but to the aggregation of cosmic sound-scapers responsible for this five-track mini-album. The Transit Kings are Alex Paterson from The Orb, Jimmy Cauty from The KLF, Guy Pratt from Pink Floyd, and Dom Beken of the TV-soundtrack and advert-music production team And; the core quartet's endeavours are further augmented by guests such as Johnny Marr and Simon Day. As you'd expect, it's a sample-tastic affair right from the clip that opens "Oh Shit": "OK, this is interesting... you're gonna like this... oh shit!", looped over gurgling synth and widescreen strings, pumped along by a chugging rock backbeat. "America Is Unavailable" starts with a spoof answerphone kiss-off regretting the country's inaccessibility ("Try again later!"), before essaying a sprightly mélange of jangly kora and War of the Worlds-style synth, with a lone duck-quack heralding a brief breakdown section. "West End of a Duck Going East" floats its sonic bricolage on the back of a soothing piano undulation; and "Magic" makes good on its opening ad-speak promise "What is the magic that makes one's eyes/ Sparkle and clean like the sky?", its soaring synth lines dotted with glockenspiel.