(Domino)On her second album, a rhythmic rush of club-pop, the
London producer extols the merits of clean living and a clear head
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On paper, Seeking Thrills, the second album by London producer and vocalist Georgia Barnes, has all the makings of a very Veganuary sort of dance-pop album, one with an avocado half where a smiley face might once have been. Between her eponymous debut of 2015 and this second outing, the 29-year-old gave up alcohol, drugs, meat, coffee and gluten.
That list of exclusions – and how it might shape an exuberant, eclectic club-pop record such as this – codes differently, depending on your peer group. To hedonists who remember the saucer-eyed boom years, Georgia’s ascetic choices might set off some Moby alarm bells. (That period is not without resonance: Georgia is the daughter of Leftfield’s Neil Barnes, and their 1995 debut, Leftism, was made in the home studio also occupied by Georgia’s cot.)