| Contactmusic |
A boxful of paradox, a stroke of acoustical bliss, a meaningful approach to music writing and elusive sounds, Newton Faulkner finally releases his exquisite and highly inspirational debut album. "Hand Built By Robots" proves to be a monumental debut filled to the rim with surprise and anticipation. An album drenched in thought, reflection and new ideas. An inventive and truly pioneering artist; Faulkner opens this album with an instrumental and innovative introduction; the start of what is sure to be, a similarly experimental and electrifying album. "To The Light" is a radiant tune; an innovator's toast to thriving ancestors such as James Morrison and Paolo Nutini. "I need something" is one of those tracks that have it all and are in need of nothing. With a fresh sound, a grand comprehensive chorus, stunning guitars and panoramic aspiration, what more could any acoustic aficionado ask for? This is followed by a succession of harmonically brilliant tracks; "All I got" a clear-cut simple but appropriate track, "Dream Catch Me"; a Snow Patrol-esque buoyant and succulent track, and "Feels Like Home" a powerful and emotional blend of Paolo Nutini and Jack Johnson with bongo's, tender guitars and light-stated vocals. This transition leads up to an amazing, compelling and compassionate pinnacle moment of the album, "Teardrop". It's just as if the album was leading up to this point. It's far from just another drop in the vast musical ocean. It's something else, something special and something immense. However, Newton Faulkner is not for stopping there. Oh No, quite the opposite in fact. He maintains the same measure of vibrancy in the subsequent track. The sense of joie de vivre beaming from "Gone In The Morning" is too hard to resist. It exposes a scuffling, resilient, unfamiliar slant to Faulkner's disposition....full text |
| Bbc |
| Soft rocker, acoustic alien, folk fantasist and blues boy are just a few of the nicknames you may fancy labelling Newton Faulkner. And if his personality is as laidback as his sound, the Surrey-bred Brit probably couldn’t care less what you tag him. As long as it’s not cheesy. Hand Built By Robots, Faulkner’s stripped-back debut LP, introduces a well-travelled 21-year-old, accompanied by little more than his calming vocal and handmade guitar. The sound is soothing, the vibe genteel, the lyrics often profound, sometimes humorous. Unlike many soft rock albums, where monotony too often takes over, Hand Built… brims with subtle yet welcomed variety. From the off, you know you’re in for an album that strays from the norm. Faulkner’s spectacular guitar solo intro blends perfectly in to feel-good number “To The Light”- with its high-speed lyrics, positive message, unusual breaks and hooky melody, it will undoubtedly dazzle. Move on to “I Need Something” and you’ll unexpectedly stumble upon space age wizardry mingled with classic acoustic guitar....full text |
| Entertainment |
| Antipodean quasi-hippy, sandle-wearing beach bum with a guitar, right? Well, kind of. The quasi-hippy part is spot on if Faulkner's long ginger dreadlocks are anything to go by. The guitar assumption, also concrete. However, although the twenty-two year old Mick Hucknall lookalike may have a penchant for songs perhaps best heard around a campfire or on a beach, it's far from sunny climes that he was raised. Honing his extremely adept guitar-playing skills in Surrey, England, Faulkner's debut album comes hot on the heels of much-enthused breakthrough single Dream Catch Me. However, lacking the lyrical capabilities of contemporaries like Jack Johnson or Jose Gonzalez or the vocal prowess of Paolo Nutini, Faulkner fails to engage the listener for a single song amongst the seventeen on offer here - and although his instrumental skills are certainly impressive, they're not nearly enough to carry an entire record. At times sounding like a Curtis Stigers-Adam Levine hybrid, Faulkner transmits numerous laugh-out-loud-in-embarrassment lyrics such as 'I need something to believe in, because I don't believe in myself' and 'It's just an observation I can't ignore / That people should smile more' over a soundtrack that's inevitably either a bittersweet, lovelorn ballad embellished with predictable vocal harmonies (All I Got, Feels Like Home) or a lively, upbeat ditty that sounds like it belongs on a kids' TV programme (Gone In the Morning, UFO). Massive Attack fans, too, will be pissed as a Newton at the atrocious cover of Teardrop on display here. Devotees of the aforementioned Johnson and Nutini will no doubt have found a new idol in Newton 'Battenberg' Faulkner, but that doesn't change the fact that Hand Built By Robots is one of the blandest albums you'll hear all year....full text |
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A boxful of paradox, a stroke of acoustical bliss, a meaningful approach to music writing and elusive sounds, Newton Faulkner finally releases his exquisite and highly inspirational debut album. "Hand Built By Robots" proves to be a monumental debut filled to the rim with surprise and anticipation. An album drenched in thought, reflection and new ideas.