ANOTHER UPDATE! LIMMY CANNOT STOP MAKING MUSIC IN HIS BEDROOM AND UPLOADING THAT MUSIC TO THE INTERNET SO PEOPLE IN THEIR BEDROOMS CAN LISTEN TO THE MUSIC THAT LIMMY'S MADE IN HIS BEDROOM! THIS TIME AROUND, AND WAIT FOR IT, BECAUSE THIS IS LITERALLY HILARIOUS, HE'S COVERED "THE FINAL COUNTDOWN" — GENIUS!!!
EVEN MORE BREAKING NEWS: LIMMY IS BACK. AGAIN. HE HAS DONE IT AGAIN. THE JIG IS UP. IT IS GAME OVER.
BREAKING NEWS: LIMMY IS BACK WITH ANOTHER ABSOLUTE SCREAMER. HE IS BODYING THE GAME RIGHT NOW. EVERYONE ELSE WITH ABLETON OUT THERE...FALL BACK:
The man known to most as Limmy took to SoundCloud this weekend to give us the biggest Easter treat since Jesus died for our sins and let us have a few days off work to slam pints and gorge on cheap chocolate.
Brian Limond has spent the last decade or so ploughing his own odd furrow in a comedy climate that favours conservative digs at the Conservatives and anodyne, accurate observations about quotidian behavioural traits to, well, anything, pretty much. Limmy's off-kilter approach - spanning everything from deranged Vines to his own BBC sketch show - delights and infuriates in equal measure. The perverse polymath of Glasgow is a singular voice in a landscape that encroaches further into the deeply dull territories of a kind of terminal blandness. Engaging with Limmy involves switching off from reality and immersing oneself in the inner-wilderness of a man with an unquenchable thirst for creation. He's a perpetually-producing content farm, a one-man-muckspreader.
In recent years, he's also proven himself to be the UK's ultimate bedroom producer. Limond's love of techno - Scottish acts Slam and Funk D'Void seem to be favourites - has been well documented on both Twitter and in his lengthy solo-webcam sessions. He's also, seemingly, a massive fan of the kind of post-Italo popper-fuelled Hi-NRG that bounced round clubs worldwide towards the end of the 80s, as evidenced by his SoundCloud account.
It turns out that in addition to putting together stone cold classic sketches, he's a dab hand at rough and ready techno covers of Demis Roussos' tracks, plonking the Smiths in a Rotterdam club, slapping a donk on Welsh embarrassments the Manic Street Preachers and taking the Carpenter's seminal "Close to You" into into Todd Terje territory. He's making everyone else out there making post-funky slumpers look terrible. Limmy could just be the best bedroom producer to ever live. Possibly.
With his new track, as heard above, he's cemented himself as a vital figure in the scene. Maybe. This elegiac take on Linkin Park's "In The End" is a perfect slab of end of the night melancholia, a creeping, crepuscular, crystalline vision of that moment when things are coming to an end and all you've got to look forward to are half-forgotten memories and an afternoon of uncertainty and regret. This could have come out on Dial or Kompakt or Smallville and we'd all be ending our Virtual DJ sets with it. Is this the moment that Limmy swaps the comfort of his bed for the hard-backed chairs of the recording studio? We hope so.