Album Info
Artist: | Daniel Blumberg |
Album: | Gut |
Released: | UK, 2023 |
Tracklist:
A1 | Bone | |
A2 | Cheerup | |
A3 | Holdback | |
B1 | Body | |
B2 | Knock | |
B3 | Gut |
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Description
Daniel Blumberg’s GUT feels like a deep breath taken after a long walk through weather. He has shed plenty of skins since his teenage years in Cajun Dance Party and the fuzzed-out spark of Yuck, and the path through Minus in 2018 and On&On in 2020 set a clear course. The destination is here, on Mute in 2023, and it is stark, intimate, and quietly gripping. This is not a record for background play. It invites you to sit close and pay attention to the grain of a voice, the scrape of a string, the hush between notes that seems to pulse like a body.
Blumberg is a fixture in London’s improvising community around Cafe OTO, and you can hear that ethos all over GUT. The music breathes. Phrases arrive like thoughts forming in real time, not like lines being dutifully recited. He lets a song sag for a moment, then tightens it again, as if testing a stitch. The palette is spare, often voice with a small clutch of acoustic instruments. Nothing is overlit. You hear fingers, wood, air. That kind of proximity recording can feel like a stunt when the songs do not carry, but the writing here has a simple pull that makes the bare setting feel generous rather than austere.
The title tips his hand. GUT is an album about the body and what it holds, about the way pain forces you to know your own limits and then redraw them. He has talked for years about making music that captures a lived moment rather than a polished performance, and you can trace that line through his work with players like Billy Steiger and Tom Wheatley, whose sensibilities haunt this record even when the credits run lean. The phrasing he favors has a lilt that recalls folk balladry one minute and a free songbook the next. When he leans into a single syllable and lets it fray at the edge, you can almost picture a sketchbook page filling with lines and smudges.
Mute gives this music room to breathe, and it suits him. The label framed Minus and On&On with the same kind of respectful space, and GUT pushes further into that trust. There is no rush to add color. If a bowed tone is enough, he keeps it. If a song wants to teeter on the edge of silence, he lets it. That restraint is also why the small shocks hit hard, a sudden swell of low strings, a rasp that flares like a match. You get the sense of a room rather than a booth, a human scale rather than a console’s sheen.
Critics have met this work with the kind of attention it asks for. Publications like The Guardian and Pitchfork zeroed in on the album’s physicality, the way it turns vulnerability into form rather than spectacle. It makes sense. Blumberg’s best songs feel less like narrative statements and more like revelations of process. You hear decisions. You feel the risk. Not every moment resolves in a tidy way, and that is part of the draw. When the closing stretch lands, it arrives with an earned calm, not a tidy bow.
There is a quiet tradition at play here, one that links British folk minimalism with the downtown school of free composition. Blumberg sits comfortably inside that lineage while sounding like himself. He is a careful singer, not ornamental, and that care lets small details glow, a breath that hangs, a note that trembles slightly because the hand holding it is living and tired and trying again. If you have followed him since those early bands, the arc makes sense. The hooks are less obvious now, but the melodies are truer.
On wax this intimacy blooms. If you are hunting for Daniel Blumberg vinyl, GUT vinyl is the one that begs for a late night, lights low, you and the record in a small room. The noise floor becomes part of the music. It is the kind of LP you recommend to a friend who thinks they know what singer songwriter means, then watch them lean in when the first side refuses to shout for attention. You could buy Daniel Blumberg records online, or keep an eye out the next time you duck into a Melbourne record store while crate-digging. However you find it, it sits well next to other Daniel Blumberg albums on vinyl and will only grow with plays. For those browsing vinyl records Australia stockists or the local shop down the street, this is the quiet one that lingers after the louder picks go back on the shelf.
GUT is small like a candle, and that is exactly why it lights the room.