One record at a time: 480. Yello - Zebra

By 1994, I had been eagerly awaiting Yello’s next album for several years. However, my anticipation quickly faded when I bought the first single, “Do It” as I found it distinctly underwhelming. The follow-up single, “How How” was released in what felt like a bewildering array of nearly identical looking CDs, each packed with uninspired dance remixes. Although I bought all of these singles (they were only 99p each, as I recall), they didn't made it into regular rotation, and none remain in my collection today.

I purchased the parent album, “Zebra,” on CD upon its release, but it never truly captured my attention. In fact, I only added the vinyl to my collection for the sake of completeness, and like the CD, it has seen little play.

In the mid nineties I was deeply immersed in dance music, but I wasn’t expecting Yello to be similarly besotted, so the rolling basslines and four-on-the-floor kick drums that open “Suite 909” came as quite a surprise. I’ve always assumed the title is a nod to the Roland TR-909 drum machine, a staple of 90s dance music, but this all felt oddly mismatched with Yello’s signature eccentricity.

While the drum programming on “How How” is outstanding, the brass samples grate on me. Boris works hard to inject energy through effects and sonic manipulation, but the result feels cold and stark. The third track, “Night Train” is the only piece I’ve revisited with genuine enthusiasm as despite the persistent kick drum and organ presets, there’s just enough of Boris’s old magic to make it compelling. “I...I’m In Love” benefits from sounding more like classic Yello but if you’ve read my blog before, you’ll know I’m not a fan of the saxophone, so you can probably guess my feelings about a track called “S.A.X.”. Side One closes with “Fat Cry,” which, aside from its title, is largely forgettable.

“Tremendous Pain” which opens Side Two, is a pleasant song, though once again it is drenched in those house organ sounds. At least Dieter delivers an engaging vocal, and long-time collaborator Chico Hablas makes a welcome appearance on guitar. The disappointing single “Do It” doubles down on the 90s dance vibe, with TR-909 hi-hats and rumbling breakbeats that clash with Dieter’s vocals rather than complement them.

“Move Dance Be Born” is as unimaginative as its title suggests, and “The Premix (How How)” is a real test of endurance. The album closes with “Poom Shanka” a laid-back instrumental featuring predictable tabla samples and the occasional sitar run. 

This album is a rare misstep by Yello and I don't find a lot to love in its incongruous mix of styles. The odd track might provide mild entertainment, but this is far from their best work. 1.5/5