When Jack Tyson Charles’ name was first mentioned as a vocalist, singing Recipe For Love on Lack of Afro’s album Music For Adverts there was a murmur of descent from some quarters; he is, of course, the son of funk and soul guru Craig Charles, so there was a certain amount of scepticism that nepotism could be present. Not so. In fact, I am surprised at how little Jack is played on his father’s Radio 6 show, and when he is, absolutely no mention of familial connection is made.
The reason for this is that Jack Tyson Charles is, quite simply, a phenomenally talented individual. He has not sought to take advantage of his old man and he doesn’t need to, because those tracks he performed on LoA’s album beat ‘good’ all upside the head and smacked it into ‘fucking excellent’ and beyond.
The intervening three years have not been barren, there is a wealth of talent currently reinventing the genre, but there is nobody quite like Jack, who has been learning his trade and developing his sound. This EP is his solo debut and showcases his authentic style; shades of early soul mixed with modern funk backing his instantly recognisable buttery voice.
Listening to Jack is like putting on a lovely big scarf, it’s warm and comfortable. The five tracks on Restoration feature harmonious backing choirs, a simple back line of drums (from Pharoah S. Russell), percussion, bass (courtesy of Tom Driessler), some funky guitar and piano/organ; the feel is that of reality, it’s not overproduced. On Hustler Jack will elucidate to you the journey he has been on, his old man even gets a mention, and this theme of honest lyrics is repeated throughout.
This is a barnstorming statement of intent which will only add to funk and soul’s burgeoning popularity.