Richard X :
In the world of music, collaborations can be a decidedly mixed bag. When it comes to Richard X's new offering, X-Factor Vol. 1, the bag has never been so mixed. The wide array of artists featured on this album includes Sugababes, Kelis, The Flying Lizards' Deborah Stickland-Evans, Popstars 'reject' Javine, Norway's Annie, Pulp frontman Jarvis Cocker, electro-pop luminary Tiga and Caron Wheeler of Soul II Soul fame. Oh, and former Radio One DJ Mark Goodier. Yes, I know. I wondered what the fuck was going on as well. Then I played the record . . .
Take Lemon/Lime featuring Deborah Evans-Stickland, an example of how Kraftwerk might have sounded if they'd eaten more Haribo. "Right, wrong, Elton John." That is both the most stupid and the most fantastic lyric I've heard in years. "Armageddon, David Sneddon." No wait, that's the most stupid and the most fantastic lyric I've heard in years. "Cheap sex, Richard X." That right there is the lyric that encapsulates what this album is. It's cheap sex. It's Richard X. Cheap sex is one of life's most base things, and maybe that's what makes it so fucking good. This is nothing more than just under 50 minutes of synthetic pop. It also happens to be a genre-fucking masterpiece. All at the same time. I still don't get it. What is it? Where did it come from? It's . . . inspired.
With Richard X Presents X-Factor Vol. 1, Richard X hasn't just raised the bar; he's run off with the bar, thrown it up in the air, got it stuck in a rather large tree, and skipped away sniggering to himself. Richard X - I don't know what he is . . .