Detroit's yung hope proves the city's illustrious heritage is in safe hands with debut album, 'The Boat Party'. Ever since the first, precocious stirrings of his debut for mentor, Omar-S's FXHE back in 2007, thru the forward looking inquisition of 'Zug Island' with Kero in 2012, Kyle has flown the flag for a brand of machine-made funk experimentalism and innovation that's often overlooked when talking about his home city. That's possibly because it's ostensibly a rawer, rough-round-the-edges style than his European counterparts, but what he lacks in finesse he more than makes up for in flex and effect, forging the sort of rugged grooves that don't kowtow to chinstrokers or coax the dancefloor, they bloody well insist, and do it wilder, miles better than the mannered masses and disco pedants. His answer to that element characterised by decadent European boat parties - a relatively alien notion from his rooted stance in derelict Detroit - is eight tracks of the grittiest machine funk and soul sentiments, ranging from rogue Jit slammers such as 'Finna Pop' to classic-sampling party-starters such as 'Measure2Measure', contrasting with ragged rug-cutter vibes in the demented bang of 'Dr. Crunch', or the Shake-like itchin' soul-psycher 'Spoof', or the outstanding funk expression, 'Flemmenup', all weighing up to one of the best motor city records in an age.
