Becoming a work of art in his own right, the new record by heretical futurist and ultrasonic androgyne Art d'Ecco, dips into the glam rock cauldron to produce a compellingly vivid montage of erotic joie de vivre and postmodern ennui. Frothing fountains of bejewelled synth and kick drum embellish the glamorous ballads and provocatively hammy anthems of In Standard Definition, offering escapism from the lumpen brutishness so beloved by the colourless modern day indie rock scene. Beneath the corny flamboyance and exaggerated phrasing lies an album of killer tunes that may be mannered to within an inch of its life, but are crammed full of wit and bravado.
Art d'Ecco wanted to do something impulsive. It was 2016, and he was feeling listless a few shows into a tour for an album that wasn't doing very well. Wandering around a local mall, d'Ecco had a sudden urge. He ducked into a wig store and picked out a black bob, grabbing a stash of makeup on the way.