A definative Alternative Indie Rock / Progressive Pop song collection exploring musical structures to the full.

A dreamy yet kick ass album and spinning progressions could make anything develop into something eerily special.

It literally floats off into another musical Dimension, bridging complex arrangements and circular chord patterns.

Review: www.mydadrocks.co.uk/indie-music-reviews/3002-album-review--paul-hayworth--dimentions--200512--electrocuted-wilma-tunes.html

Review by Leo Charlton

The list of musicians that put out new music at a prodigious rate is very short. Jack White. The Weeknd. Bob Dylan. Jonathan Mann (that guy that writes a song a day and uploads them onto Youtube. Not a bad idea, just a shame that most of them are absolute garbage). Perhaps the most interesting, and certainly most accomplished, example of recent times is The Weeknd (sorry Jack, but that ship has sailed thanks to all The Dead Weather shenanigans). Last year, the media-evading Canadian released three albums that effectively remoulded R&B in his image. Three career-defining albums…in one year. Most men would baulk at the prospect. Not Paul Hayworth. ‘Three albums in one year?’ – one might expect him to remark – ‘How about six albums in six months?’
Seemingly disinclined to stay within one genre for too long, in many ways Dimentions (album number six) can be considered Hayworth’s “early-Bowie record”, as most (if not all) of the eight songs on Dimentions look to the pop icon for structural and musical inspiration. This comes in the form of the viscous ephemeral quality of ‘The Sting’ – a sprawling ode to life past and present, its primary concern that of finding balance – and the stratospherically charged ‘Spaceboy’.

To underscore this album as a mere Bowie tribute would be unfair, and more importantly way off the mark. ‘Petkovitch’ starts off in New York Dolls mode, before changing gear and steering towards Britpop with the major chord changes of the chorus. ‘The Old Haunts’ showcases Hayworth’s high falsetto reminiscent of Muse’s Matt Bellamy at his most vulnerable, and is effectively an electro infused ‘Every Shining Time You Arrive’ (Sunny Day Real Estate). Throughout all of this musical wankerage (and I mean that in the nicest possible way), there are Hayworth’s vocals, so soothing, so tender and so very much Julian “son-of-John” Lennon.

Recommended: Spaceboy // The Cloud // The Old Haunts // The Sting

My Dad Rocks 2012