If you combined Pause-era Four Tet with Endtroducing-era Shadow and fed them through the melancholy blender of the '00s, you might approach something close to Glen Porter's sound. Falling Down is the first instrumental album since Donuts that's grabbed me by the large intestine at track one and dragged me forcefully around the room until the final moments. Granted, his penchant for live instrumentation (only the enormous cut-up drums are sampled, and the rest is played live by Porter himself) puts him more in line with David Jack than with any of the other luminaries mentioned above, but no one really knows who the hell David Jack is. I should probably remedy that in my next post.
