Great production, great writing, really great playing on the record. It's very much up there with the contemporary pop/rock releases we're hearing now.
Every once in a while there comes a debut album that takes one's breath away with it's originality, uniqueness and sparkle - Fifty 2 Sixteen is one of those albums. Rarely does a collection of songs capture so many moods and take the listener on such a journey....this album has captured me and I love it.
The Phonic Imp present their first-rate self-penned, produced, mastered and printed, debut album of 12 songs that reflects vestiges of 10cc, Pulp and Blur without becoming overtly English in design and delivery. Letting the material lead, the delicious harmonies of 'Love lies thin' establishes an early high-water mark in writing and arrangement, while the widescreen sweeps of 'Incurable cases' conceal observational skills: 'Some of us travel to faraway places, others among us get lost without traces, with common disdain the natives complain'. Subtle chord changes and astute shifts in melody encourage repeated listening and deserve major mainstream radio play.