Colder – Heat

I just think he’s one of the greatest things since sliced bread, in modern music. This was something I showed to everybody I met, and nobody knew what it was. This was another late-in-life friend. After loving him for 15 years, he came to the studio in Cornwall where I was making Boy From Michigan, and we got to hang out. He’s really cool, a card-carrying badass. He does incredible sampling work and the grooves on this album make it a modern classic. He sounds like he’s about to commit suicide and sings on one note in every song, and it’s still incredible. It’s incredibly apathetic singing, like a bored person singing, or barely singing. A bored hipster. And it’s absolutely beautiful.

If this doesn’t get released on vinyl there’ll be trouble, and I need to get in touch with him about that. I’ll fucking make it happen if I have to. This came out in 2005, and then the next one didn’t come out until 2015, and then a couple came out quickly. He had this explosion, and it’s all good. But I was like a dog with a bone after Heat, I kept checking every month, every week to see if there was something new. And I gave up – it had been 10 fucking years for crying out loud, and I could be forgiven for thinking it wasn’t going to happen.

Someone came up to me after I had been DJing at Rough Trade East in London and said, “I was really delighted to hear you play Colder, and he’s actually a friend of mine. Shall I put you guys in touch?” This was great because I thought he was a ghost. So he came to the studio. We hardly used anything he did because it just didn’t work out; it just wasn’t the right time. But I would love to do something with him, and we’re still in touch. I’m going to try and get him to come to Iceland because now I have a fully-fledged studio.