Archy Marshall is a 23-year-old wise beyond his years. As King Krule, he brings so much slinky, loose-limbed confidence to these heavy-lidded indie tunes that The OOZ plays like a beautiful fever dream, as directed by David Lynch. The cool, commanding opener, “Biscuit Town”, reeks of whisky and cigarettes—a surreal narrative set to muted jazz guitar and a trip-hop-style beat. Saxophone skronk and tinkling pianos drift at the margins of mood pieces like “Cadet Limbo” and the deliciously off-kilter “Czech One”. But Marshall also lets rip: the thrumming, punk-infused “Dum Surfer” is a recollection of an inebriated night as woozy as the event itself.
