Discovery “I Want You Back (Jackson 5 Cover)”
If we had to pick one track we were most excited about from Discovery’s long-awaited debut, aside from recently realized addiction “So Insane”, it would have to be the album’s proposed cover of Jackson 5’s “I Want You Back”.
It’s no secret how much we adore cover songs around here, and it should be stated that we geek off crazy over anything Jackson-related (hell, we give Rebbie Jackson’s underappreciated hit, the MJ-assisted “Centipede”, at least one good spin a week), so yeah…the idea of this definitely excited us.
Then we actually listened to it.
Now, don’t get us wrong, not all of Discovery’s remake effort is tragic as there’s a certain delight in the sound of “I Want You Back”’s familiar bassline slowly moving to the forefront in the intro, followed by an exciting explosion of shimmery electro-pop noise around the :30 mark. But shortly after that arrives the beginnings of this strangled, computerized croon and instantly, it’s like someone pierced our joy balloon with a rusty shank.
We understand how difficult it might be in grown men perfectly replicating the bright chops of a young Michael Jackson, but couldn’t the Auto-Tune/ vocoder effects (or whatever the hell was used here) been passed over just this once?
We’re still Discovery fans, but we have to give this one a low grade just because it let us down so hard.
DL: “I Want You Back (Jackson 5 Cover)” (alt)
I’m actually glad you slammed this track, because it brought my expectations down enough that I enjoyed it immensely (that makes sense, right?). I listen to Discovery for thick, heady bass and computerized shimmer noises, and in that respect this song delivers.
That doesn’t stop me from wondering what it would be like without the vocoder.
i actually really like this track… vocoder and all
RIP
T-Pain meets Cher for a drunken Michael Jackson channeling session…
Absolutely horrid. I will be so glad when the “Cher-coder” sound dies and is buried in a deep, deep grave.
I’m a huge discovery fan but this was a bit blah