On their rendition, Del Bel strips away the wistfulness and the languor. Gone are the lethargic drums and the drawls of a mournful organ. In their place are swelling synths, mechanized beats, and flickering alien beeps that evoke a cosmic tone, grounded only by the break's crooning trumpet.
It's an ambient sound without a vestige of the noir aesthetics that brought the band their acclaim, and that's the point. Because this is more than just a cover; it's Del Bel's statement of change, a shift in musical direction that has come to shape their forthcoming third record. And it's got me curious.