Jordan RakeiIf you've woken in a sweat worrying about Jack Johnson putting down his acoustic and picking up a Korg, don't worry, Jordan Rakei already has you covered.
After shedding his debut, Cloak, Rakei has picked up a collection of sensitivities to add to his soul style, steering away from the rougher auteur elements that originally endeared or intrigued - ambient deviations and break-beat constructions - sliding instead into an introspective funk. Rakei's rhythms are skin-rakingly soothing and his voice is anachronistically attenuated to an evaporated era, singing Wallflower as a shy piece of work, a current-smoothed river stone sparkling in a bed of thousands.
