Archy Marshall’s second album as King Krule is a wilfully idiosyncratic outpouring of songs about depression and bodily fluids
Among the multitude of aliases under which Archy Marshall has released music – he’s called himself everything from King Krule to DJ JD Sports, Lankslacks and Edgar the Beatmaker, the latter purporting to be a hip-hop producer from the Czech Republic – one of the more obscure is Dik Ooz. A rum anagram of another Marshall alias, Zoo Kid, it served as the name of a band Marshall played in with his brother Jack. They didn’t leave much of an imprint – a handful of lo-fi tracks on Bandcamp and MySpace, some shaky mobile phone footage of a pub gig from 2011 and a Tumblr that contains a grand total of four images, one of them of the Slits on stage – but clearly something about the name stuck with the 23-year-old: half of it has turned up again as the title of his second album as King Krule. It’s intended to signify, as he recently told one interviewer: “the shit you do subconsciously, like the snot, the earwax, your spit, your jizz, your piss, your shit, your beard, your nails. You don’t ever think, ‘Wow, I’m actually pushing all this stuff constantly – my brain’s creating all this gunk, this forcefield.’”
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