The New Sound of Young Love

I got a good one for you. Get in. Let’s talk about it. Sometimes a song arrives and it feels like kismet. Feels like you’ve heard it at some point in the past, even though it’s brand new. This is “Special” by Dexter in the Newsagent. It’s bringing up early 2000 R&B in the U.K., just in the shadow of speed garage, little flickers of the early parts of Destiny’s Child. I’m even hearing some of the quiet dignity of like an Emeli Sandé. The key thing about this song: It’s patient. It’s unfurling at the pace of young love. It’s slow, it’s tentative, it’s earnest. It’s as if you’re learning to fall in love in real time. There’s something calming about stumbling onto someone fully formed and mature and thoughtful, but still has that damp, dewy freshness of the new. If you an artist and you don’t want, your music is like all in the videos, dancing, sign to Rule the World Records, man. So that was totally unplanned. That’s Clint from Corteiz, the British streetwear line, and apparently emerging record mogul. Kismet is in the air.