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Oct 19, 2016Throughout, Sport is crude, queasy, sometimes shockingly ugly, and often quite funny, in a madcap, slightly threatening way. It thrills and it mystifies in equal measure.
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Nov 1, 2016Powell has matched his high-concept buffoonery with a fittingly wacky record that tiptoes the line but never oversteps it. It rests on a high-risk juxtaposition between frivolous and tasteful, thoroughly peculiar but equally satisfying.
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Oct 13, 2016Although wrestling with Sport, at first, may prove to be a challenging affair, it rapidly becomes a wholly rewarding and thorough sonic work-out.
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Oct 13, 2016At 14 songs it’s long, and tracks like Mad Love drag compared to the rip-roaring Jonny, but then Sport is an album of extremes. When music is as joyfully oddball as this, it’s worth the hurdles.
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Oct 13, 2016Whether Sport is really for digital punks or leather-clad clubbers remains to be seen, but regardless of audience, this is one of the most interesting records to come out this year.
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Oct 17, 2016Most tracks have a near-total lack of reverb that suffocates sentimentality without starving the record of atmosphere. As a listening experience, it's like pushing on a bleeding gum: knotty and perversely satisfying.
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Oct 13, 2016During the album's first half especially you therefore find yourself wishing for a more tangible emotional link to its maker. This arrives during Sport's last third, which closes the distance with the listener in a thrilling final run of tracks.
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Oct 13, 2016A confounding, often thrilling album of pieced-together samples and shorted-out electronics that nevertheless has a primitive groove coursing through its veins.
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UncutNov 22, 2016Patience is required to navigate his smirking in-jokes. [Jan 2017, p.28]
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Q MagazineOct 19, 2016Ultimately, Powell's capricious nature gets the better of him and as soon as he settles into a groove, as on the Factory Floor-like Junk, he sabotages it with a discordant sample-crash like Gettin' Paid To Be yourself. [Dec 2016, p.113]
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Oct 14, 2016Powell’s music is for sweaty, unconcerned nights of utter debauchery--the kind of whirlwind Saturday night where there’s no way you’re getting home until at least midday. This makes listening to the album as a whole a frankly exhausting experience.
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Oct 13, 2016I’m sure there’s a decent record in here somewhere, but it’s hiding in amongst the detritus which seems to have been added in almost at random.
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Oct 17, 2016Sport sounds lost, neither serious enough for IDM connoisseurs, nor crass enough for the EDM mob, and lacks the otherworldly melodies of pioneers like Gold Panda or Nicolas Jaar.