Sheep, Dog & Wolf is the recording alias of Daniel McBride. Better mention he’s 19 too because everyone else seems to think that’s super important.
Egospect is his debut full-lengther – a clusterfuck of too-clever-for-their-own-good ideas-masquerading-as-songs; ideas stolen wholesale from attending Dirty Projectors and Bon Iver shows, most likely.
Heck, overseas press is already calling him some new Sufjan Stevens. I’m reliably informed this was even meant as some sort of compliment.
Dribbling out water-colour sounds and attempting to shape them into something profound. It’s ultimately a very ugly sound.
Egospect’s music – to stretch the definition of that word – offers no heart or soul, it’s empty-gesture stuff designed to wow because we’re supposed to be so caught up in the idea that a 19-year-old multi-instrumentalist could do all of this – or at least almost all of this…
Big deal. He’d impress me a lot more if he could write a song.
But as yet he can’t.
Yes, yes, he’s 19 and we talk about that to hint that there’s still time.
And there is.
McBride – on one level – is talented. But you don’t have to be talented to be good. And not everything that’s good comes from someone being talented.
This is over-egged yet somehow entirely undeveloped; at times it’s a woeful mess of bleeding sounds – and as he excitedly/agitatedly yelps that he “can’t be everybody’s masterpiece” you want to say oh well fuck off then.
And that’s about the best thing he could do right now. Come back when he’s discovered songwriting. This is aural vomit, a purge of near-ideas. And it’s a bit of mistake/misstep from the low-key but often reliable Lil’ Chief stable. Wool pulled over eyes me thinks. Well, not here.
This is daft, pretentious and scattershot.