Eats Everything - Eats Everything EP
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Matt Oliver at
26/10/2011 10:00:00
Dan Pearce goes gunning for the title of phat bastard and
boss of big room house. He could’ve achieved this on breakdown alone, conjuring
chords that sound as if they’re topping up the royalty piggy bank of Moby’s 'Porcelain', but thankfully deciding that
they’re best off in a rave puffa jacket instead. The reaction to which is A-side 'The Size' becoming all about balls. A
gobbling bass played as a giant paddle ball turns the dancefloor into a game of
tribal dodgeball with a wee drop of rave relations, the man also known as
Schmidt making wobble after wobble cause seismically funky splashes. Try this
one on.
The quiet, electro aquarium upbringing of 'Whatever Whatever' grows intoa bassy, burly drum-pad basher showing
smartness in the straightforward, sounding simultaneously retro and so upfront that
Eats Everything should be wearing a number nine shirt. Overseen by a female
vocal, the ubiquitous layer of seduction to show it ain’t all a man’s game and
tugging at females’ better judgement to stick a stiletto on the ‘floor, paws at
heaviness with the ability to ghost through soundsystems, an attack of the
jerks darting into the pitch black. You wouldn’t bet against the B-side doing
even bigger damage than the explicit largeness of its lead-off, as it has the
extra scope for most tastemakers to latch onto.