A1Don't Forget Your Neighborhood (W/ The Avalanches)
A2Mailbox (W/ John Carroll Kirby)
A3Song For The Mister (W/ Nicolas Godin)
A4Roses (W/ Myd)
A5For The Last Time
B1You Can Do It (W/ Nit)
B3One Of These Winters Will Take Me (W/ Bon Voyage Organisation)
B4Go The Mile (W/ Infinite Bisous)
B5Kid Born In Space (W/ Andrew Vanwyngarden Of Mgmt)
Cola BoyyProsthetic Boombox Transparent Red Vinyl Edition
Record Makers | Item No: 825803
Vinyl LP | 2021 / EU – Original | New
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Preorder available from 14.06.2021
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Shiny cover with goffering, printed insert. Cola Boyy gets members of Mgmt, The Avalanches, Chairlift’s Patrick Wimberly, AIR's Nicolas Godin, Myd, Infinite Bisous, and John Carroll Kirby on debut album. There’s liberation on the dance floor in the songs of Matthew Urango – glimpses of revolution that glimmer beneath the disco ball. “I want my music to bring people together,” says the Californian pop innovator, best known as Cola Boyy. “Because standing together is our best chance at fighting this shit show.” The shit show in question is a broken, brutal system the acclaimed multi-instrumentalist has witnessed up-close. Urango was born with spina bifida and scoliosis in Oxnard, California: a town in which almost 30,000 are estimated to live in poverty. Prosthetic Boombox, his eagerly awaited debut album, might at first glance seem a joyous confetti-burst of pop eclecticism, engineered to sound like “scanning between stations on a car radio, landing on all these different sounds and styles” as Urango puts it. Dig deeper, though, and you’ll discover a simmering sense of rebellion. “The working class are injured, struggling to pay rent and struggling to put food on the table,” he says. “I want to represent that.” Prosthetic Boombox achieves that goal in a thrilling flurry of inventive indie, funk and soul: take Urango’s car radio analogy, place it in a time-travelling Delorean with Prince in the passenger seat, and you’re half-way there.