Isac Elliot – Baby I

“He’s basically a foetus.”

Tim: I’ll warn you, the first 15 seconds are not a good start to the song from this 14½ year old, but fortunately nor are they much of an indicator of what’s to come so be sure to stick with it.

Tom: Literally half my age. For crying out loud. He’s basically a foetus.

Tim: Yep. But, while he’s not yet learned to shave, he does have some fairly generic things to say about a possible break-up.

Tom: And those are a terrible fifteen seconds, enough for me to strongly dislike that first verse as well. I was about to dismiss it entirely, and then…

Tim: And then, once those rubbishy r&b autotuney bits get out of the way, this is a thumpingly good pop track, led by that wonderful descending line in the chorus and backed up by the good beats behind it, the rest of chorus surrounding it, the earnest middle eight and even, dare I say it, the vwomping bits in the background which link the song all together.

Tom: “Vwomping bits” is a good name for the mock-dubstep production we’re seeing lately. And I completely agree: after that chorus, even the verses were suddenly much more interesting. It’s a really good pop track. I found myself nodding my head along in the office, which is unusual for me.

Tim: Normally I’d want to write a bit more, and to be honest this probably deserves a good few more words, but really, I’ve said all that needs to be said: it’s just brilliant.

Tom: One more note: interesting use of what appears to be a 1980s cassette dictaphone and non-smartphones in that video, too. He probably wasn’t born when they came out.

Isac Elliot – New Way Home

“This kid is twelve. TWELVE.”

Tim: You know how people sometimes say how Madeon’s ridiculously young, at only 18, to have such success as a dance producer? Well, this kid is twelve. TWELVE.

Tim: And that dance backing is good, which means we have another one of those annoyingly talented kids hanging around make me feel all grumpy.

Tom: True, and as generic teen-pop goes, there’s nothing wrong with this. In fact, pitch the voice down an octave and it’d sound surprisingly mature.

Tim: That’s true, yes. But TWELVE.

Tom: Turns out I’m now old enough that there’s a good chance that anyone under 20 gets classified as an “annoyingly talented kid” by me now. We’re getting old, Tim.

Tim: NO. You don’t have be old to be annoyed by a successful twelve year old.

Fortunately, though, I can take solace in the fact that the lyric video there is utter shite (the list I could write of things that are wrong with it would probably fill up the internet), so at least he’s not good at that as well. And he sings ‘ya’ in a stupid way. Not that I’m trying to find flaws or anything, obviously.