One record at a time: 531. Goldfrapp - Felt Mountain

Almost four years ago I confidently declared that I had never felt the urge to buy Goldfrapp's debut album, "Felt Mountain", because it was relatively expensive and it did not seem entirely suited to my taste. Naturally I bought it less than two weeks later. 

In my defence, it was the limited edition reissue and, from memory, cost less than fifteen pounds, which moved it swiftly from "probably not for me" to "well, it would be rude not to". The vinyl is described as "gold" on the promo stricker, although one Discogs reviewer gets much closer to the truth by calling it "watered-down pilsner" or a "slightly hazy urine colour". The sound reproduction is OK but it isn't exactly amazing. This seems the norm nowadays: middling is the standard pressing plants hold themselves to.

The music on this record has a noticeably different character from the sound that would later come to define Goldfrapp. It is still electronic, but not in the glossy, pulsing, slightly grubby way that "Black Cherry" would soon make so irresistible. Instead, this is a stranger, slower and more cinematic record, full of downtempo arrangements, icy strings and trip-hop vibes. It feels less like a straightforward pop album and more like the soundtrack to an old European film you are not entirely sure you understand, but have decided to sit through because all your friends says it is good. 

The opening track, "Lovely Head", is still a striking way to begin. That whistling is instantly memorable, floating in like a ghost with excellent breath control, before Alison’s voice arrives sounding both glamorous and faintly alarming. It is the sort of track that makes the room feel several degrees colder, but in a sophisticated way, as if your central heating has been removed and replaced by an ice sculpture. 

"Human" is the standout for me. It has that dark, smoky, trip-hop feel that brings Portishead to mind, except here it feels smoother, stranger and, whisper it quietly, possibly better. There is a slink to it, a menace, and a sense of drama that never topples into overacting. "Utopia" is another highlight, all sweeping elegance and floating melodies. The album version is good, but the single version adds that extra sprinkle of fairy dust the album take could really have used. It is not a huge difference, but it is the difference between a perfectly nice cake and one that arrives with sparklers and a slightly overcommitted waiter.

Beyond those moments, "Felt Mountain" becomes a more mixed experience. Much of it is perfectly pleasant, often beautifully produced, and ideal background music while working. It drifts around the room with poise and good manners, occasionally looking over your shoulder as you answer emails. The problem is that too much of it settles into the same misty mood, where everything sounds carefully arranged but not always terribly essential.

Still, Felt Mountain has a distinctive identity, and that counts for a lot. It sounds like nothing else in Goldfrapp’s catalogue, certainly not the glossy electro-pop that would follow, and there is something admirable about its commitment to mood over obvious hooks. It may not all land for me, but when it does, it is superb. "Lovely Head", "Human" and "Utopia" are strong enough to justify the trip up the mountain. 2.5/5

One record at a time: 530. Alison Goldfrapp - Flux

Two years after "The Love Invention", Alison Goldfrapp returned in 2025 with "Flux", her second solo album and the first release on her own A.G. Records label. If her debut was a confident stride onto the dancefloor, Flux feels like a continuation of that journey, only with a little more depth tucked beneath the shimmer. The music is still sleek, synthetic and beautifully upholstered, but there is more space here, more atmosphere, and rather more gazing at the sky while quietly wondering what it all means. Which, frankly, feels very Alison Goldfrapp.

I pre-ordered the standard black vinyl from Alison’s webstore, lured in by the promise of an art print that turned out to be rather underwhelming and not quite as exclusive as advertised. Then I spotted the slightly more coveted 'acid yellow' version in a gatefold sleeve in HMV and, naturally, couldn’t resist. They even threw in a postcard, so really, what choice did I have?

As if further proof were needed of Richard X’s genius, he returns here as writer and producer, bringing with him that immaculate electro-pop sheen that sounds as though someone has taken a polishing cloth to a very expensive synthesiser. He is complemented by Swedish all-round clever clogs Stefan Storm, whose contributions help give the album its dreamy, Nordic shimmer. The icing on the cake is provided by the magnificent string arrangements of Davide Rossi, whose playing adds real emotional lift without ever making the record feel overstuffed.

Until I heard this album, I had not realised that Rossi works by recording all the string parts himself. He writes the arrangement, then records dozens of separate takes on top of one another. By slightly shifting his physical position and changing instruments, he creates the natural timing and pitch variations of a real live orchestra, while avoiding the phasing and other issues that affected bands like Electric Light Orchestra when they tried similar techniques back in the seventies. It is a wonderfully old-fashioned idea delivered with modern precision: one man painstakingly pretending to be an orchestra, which is either artistic genius or a very elaborate way of avoiding having to book a rehearsal room.

The album opens with “Hey Hi Hello”, a song that does exactly what an opener should do: it ushers you in with a smile, a shimmer and the faint suspicion that the lighting budget has been totally rinsed. “Sound & Light” follows with a broader sense of wonder and the slightly dangerous urge to turn every personal revelation into a very elegant synth line. There is some genuine emotion in this record too, with songs like “Perfect Lies” feeling strangely autobiographical, as if something more personal is flickering beneath the immaculate surface.

“Reverberotic” is one of the album’s most immediate pleasures, all robotic pulse and glossy suggestion, and its quirky textures are hard to deny. “Find Xanadu” gives the record its clearest pop moment. It is bright, melodic and just knowingly ridiculous enough to work, which is often where Goldfrapp is at her best. “UltraSky” and “Strange Things Happen” lean more heavily into atmosphere, drifting through clouds of synth and strings with the sort of poise that makes you feel underdressed just listening to them. 

For me, “Cinnamon Light” is the special one, both in concept and execution. It has that slightly woozy eighties glow that Goldfrapp does so well, but there is a vulnerability beneath the gloss that keeps it from becoming mere retro styling. The strings do not swamp the song; they seem to breathe around it. It is understated, graceful and quietly affecting, the sort of track that does not elbow its way to the front but ends up staying with you long after the brighter singles have done their glittery business. 

“Play It (Shine Like a Nova Star)” adds a firmer thump and a welcome flash of club energy, reminding you that Goldfrapp can still make electronic pop feel bodily rather than merely decorative. The slinky and reflective "Ordinary Day" begins to wind the album down before the heat and grit of "Magma" delivers the final glorious blow. 

Overall, "Flux" feels less like refinement rather than reinvention. It does not have the shock of the new, and it probably will not convert anyone who has always found Alison's solo work a little too cool to touch, but it is a stronger, richer and more emotionally open record than it first appears. 4.5/5

One record at a time: 528. Alison Goldfrapp - The Love Invention

Whilst I have always liked the band Goldfrapp, I have found myself oddly, and perhaps slightly treacherously, preferring the solo work of lead singer Alison Goldfrapp. "The Love Invention", released in 2023, was one of those albums I first bought as digital files before realising that this simply would not do. Some records demand to be owned on vinyl. 

Opening track "NeverStop" sets out its stall immediately, all deep, groovy basslines, electronic burbling and Alison’s airy vocal floating above the machinery like a glamorous ghost in a very expensive nightclub. The fact that Richard X is involved as co-writer and producer is no surprise. If you are going to make a record that glows with sleek electronic confidence, you may as well bring in the one man who knows exactly where the glitter switch is.

What follows is pure electronic pleasure. The title track glides along with polished disco assurance, "Fever" wears its house influences on its sleeve, and "So Hard So Hot" sounds as though Donna Summer’s "I Feel Love" has been sent forward in time, given a software update and told to behave badly. Even "Gatto Gelato", a title that sounds like something you might order confidently in Rome before discovering it translates roughly as "frozen cat", works beautifully, bringing a slightly Italo-disco flavour without tipping over into novelty.

Alison has always struck me as an artist who thinks at a slight angle to the rest of us. Like Róisín Murphy, she seems to regard the obvious route as something best avoided, preferably while wearing something architectural and looking as though she has just stepped out of a dream sequence directed by someone with an excellent synthesizer collection. This album provides the aural evidence of this theory.

The real joy of "The Love Invention" is that it never apologises for being an electronic dance record. It does not suddenly stop halfway through for an earnest acoustic ballad, nor does it allow a sneaky drum solo to wander in wearing sandals. As far as I can tell, there are no acoustic instruments here at all, and frankly, that is cause for celebration. The record knows what it is: elegant, sensual, synthetic, euphoric and beautifully produced. Alison’s voice remains that strange, icy-warm instrument, capable of sounding intimate and untouchable at the same time, which is quite a trick.

For me, "The Love Invention" is an affirmation of the continuing value of electronic music as something stylish, emotional and deeply human, even when most of the sounds appear to have been generated by equipment with more lights than a seventies discothèque. I wish there were more records like this: intelligent, glamorous, danceable and just odd enough around the edges to keep things interesting. It is Alison Goldfrapp stepping out under her own name and proving that, solo or otherwise, she remains one of electronic pop’s most compelling presences. 4/5

One record at a time: 157. Goldfrapp - Silver Eye

I'd love to tell you that this review is based upon years of listening to this album and that I have exercised due diligence in considering all of its virtues and foibles. However, this is not true.

I bought this clear vinyl when the album was released in 2017 and I have listened to it precisely once. I have subsequently revisited a couple of tracks that initially caught my ear as mp3 files, but I think it would be fair to say this record has, up to this point, made very little impression upon me.

As I play the album now I am very impressed by the opening track "Anymore" which is both catchy and pretty funky too - I seem to remember this is the highlight of the album. The title of the album is derived from the lyrics to the second track "Systemagic" which has a great tune and some fabulous vocal harmonies from Alison. Things slow down for the deep blistering tones of "Tigerman" and its superb synth textures. This may not be the best composition ever recorded but the production is perfect. 

With some of Goldfrapp's previous albums I always got the feeling I'd heard the songs before. "Black Cherry" opened the door but some of the subsequent releases were a mere recreation. With songs like "Become the one" things feel a little more innovative and interesting again. 

"Faux Suede Drifter" is dull and sounds like it belongs on the previous album. The observant amongst you will have noticed we have, once again, skipped an album in the Goldfrapp back catalogue. I don't own "Tales of us" on vinyl as I am not keen on these tracks that are vocalised without real words. As an exceptional talent, Liz Fraser can get away with it, but it doesn't work here.

"Zodiac Black" is a song best enjoyed by more ardent fans and is a disappointing start to the second side. However the instrumentation and production of "Beast That Never Was" is truly remarkable and lifts an average composition to a higher plane. "Everything is Never Enough" employs some of the naive sounds of early eighties artists such as Soft Cell, but it drags on a bit too long. By the time we reach "Moon of Your Mouth" it feels like the ideas are running a bit thin and whilst "Ocean" tries to deliver an epic Depeche Mode style finale it doesn't quite succeed. So this album definitely deserves more than the cursory listen I have given it, but it isn't amongst my favourites. 2.5/5

One record at a time: 156. Goldfrapp - Headfirst

Here I will be listening to a 2017 180g repressing of "Head First". In terms of the Goldfrapp back catalogue, we have skipped "Seventh Tree" as I regard it as pretentious swaddle that I wasn't prepared to buy on vinyl.

Happily "Head First" is a good album that dispenses with the artistic statements and concentrates on delivering eighties tinged synth pop.

The first single from this album, "Rocket" seemed to be everywhere back in 2010 and its infectious melody and sing along lyrics were perfect. There is a Richard X remix of this track that is also fantastic. This is a seriously catchy song.

Two more singles follow in the form of "Believer" and "Alive" which remain in the upbeat retro style of the opening - all be it with guitar smeared across the latter. "Dreaming" almost sounds like peak Giorgio Moroder with its seventies tubular bells and pulsing synth lines. The title track is an upbeat affair that has a good dollop of ABBA (don't let that put you off), a sprinkle of ELO and a touch of  Erasure: a more heady mix you could not ask for.

When you're confronted with an album full of shiny pop songs, you need something to offer respite and contrast. This is why I like "Hunt" as it builds an atmosphere without being over complicated (and it uses synth toms, so what's not to like). "Shiny and Warm" falls back into the seventies tinged sound of the "Supernature" album with predictably mediocre results. "I Wanna Life" is essentially a rehash of "Rocket" and "Voicething" is the kind of self indulgent rubbish that proliferated on the previous album. I'd summarise this album as having a very good start before a disappointing ending. 3/5

One record at a time: 155. Goldfrapp - Supernature

This copy of Goldfrapp's third album is pressed on 'translucent' green vinyl and was released in 2020 as part of BMG's ongoing exploitation of the Mute back catalogue.

I bough this album on CD back in 2005 and found it less satisfying that its predecessor. Whereas "Black Cherry" sounded effortless and innovative, "Supernature" sounds contrived and overtly commercial.

Lead single "Ooh La La" sounds like seventies glam rock recorded on a Minimoog, but it somehow became a top 5 hit in the UK. Second track "Lovely 2 C U" fails as it is twee and pretentious. "Ride a White Horse" resurrects the TR-909 beats but Alison's vocal sounds like she stuffed cotton wool in her cheeks like Marlon Brando in The Godfather. 

One of the highlights of the album is "You Never Know" which drops the four on the floor beats and features lush synth washes alongside amazing orchestral swells. "Let It Take You" is a downtempo plod that proves a good counterpoint to the much superior melodies of "Fly Me Away". As good as the next two tracks, "Slide In" and "Koko" are, the constant barrage of sawtooth waves is beginning to grate on me a little. There is some sonic variety on "Satin Chic" which is also the band's favourite on the album. The song is OK but it sounds a bit like a homage to Sparks.

There is another more ambient track in the form of "Time Out From the World" which provides welcome relief from the pounding beats. The single "Number 1" sounds a bit like a rehash of "Ooh La La", but it does improves on things. The album rounds out with the inconsequential "Beautiful" which continues the trend of seventies glam rock style rhythms and rasping sawtooth patches. This isn't a bad album and you couldn't wish for anything more electronic; but it sounds forced and formulaic in places. When it is good, this record is very good. When it is bad.....2.5/5

One record at a time: 154. Goldfrapp - Black Cherry

This copy of Goldfrapp's second album "Black Cherry" is pressed on purple vinyl and sounds very good indeed. When it was released in 2019 I assumed this was a limited pressing and felt lucky to own a copy. The fact that you can still buy this record today for £15 is testament to the skills of the marketing team at BMG. 

I have never felt the same compulsion to buy debut album "Felt Mountain" as it is both relatively expensive and not as suited to my taste. I find Goldfrapp very hard to pin down: they are capable of producing the most sublime and enchanting music yet are equally capable of serving up dross with lyrics like, "Titties that live on and on forever". 

For me the trouble is there's a bit too much pretentiousness going on. I went to see this band live in 2010 and as we entered the venue the doormen were shouting, "The artist has requested that nobody take pictures tonight. No pictures during the performance". 

This whiff of artistic temperament caused a ripple of discontent amongst the crowd: we had paid our money and expected a pound of flesh in return. As it turned out, most people ignored the instruction and took pictures anyway (including myself). The punishment for ignoring the artist's instruction was metered out via the PA which was turned up to 11 in an attempt to deafen us. I've been going to gigs for over 30 years but this remains the loudest I have ever heard.

Whilst some of the details of this incident might be exaggerated, the core elements reinforce the notion that Goldfrapp consider themselves as "artists" and not mere musicians. Whilst they have a tendency to take themselves too seriously and go off the rails, that isn't the case with this album.

The record opens with the excellent "Crystalline Green" which pulses with analogue synths and sweeping effects. Alison sings some perfect top lines as Will builds the backing track into a soaring colossus - this is nothing like the previous album "Felt Mountain".

"Train" is a monster of a track that left me a changed man when I heard it live at the afore mentioned concert. One day last summer my eldest daughter was complaining about the incessant sound of crickets chirping in the fields; but thanks to "Train" I don't hear much above 2,000 Hz and was immune. But make no mistake, this is a great song.

"Black Cherry" is a nice change of pace and features some great orchestration alongside the synths and downtempo beats. The driving synths are reintroduced by "Tiptoe" which bleeps along with the kind of perfection only achieved by people on top of their game. Side one finishes with "Deep Honey" which is more akin to the ambient sound of the first album and reminds me very much of Portishead (a group that band member Will has been associated with in the past).

My favourite track is "Hairy Trees" which has a great hook and an etherial quality that really appeals to me. We get some TR-909 beats alongside the squelchy synths on "Twist" but unfortunately Alison indulges in her occasional penchant for nonsensical and frankly bizarre lyrics.

I originally bought this album on CD in 2003 based upon a TV performance of the next track "Strict Machine". Whilst familiarity means this track has has lost some of its initial impact, it remains a great piece of electronic music. The last two tracks are a little disappointing but they don't detract from the majesty of what has gone before too much. 4/5