Romanthony's 'Romanworld' is the house music cult figure's masterpiece

Or you might have done, were it not for the fact that Romanthony is at it again on the very next track, ‘Let Me Show You Love’, best known on original release (in its Crooklyn Mix) as a stomping house number, which attributes the tune to “Buzzin Cuzzins feat. Romanthony.” Here, the song kicks off with three minutes of rather ornate piano and guitar vamp (closely related to the Gigolo Jazz version of the song that appeared on the original 12-inch release) before slowly morphing into a more conventional, shuffling house number. ‘Come My Way’, which follows, goes in the opposite direction, woozing its way from a serrated house track into seven minutes of loved-up R&B romanticism, like a budget Teddy Riley with all of the melody and none of the expensive sheen. And this is just CD 1.

The elongated coda of ‘Come My Way’ offers an insight into the rather counterintuitive way in which Romanthony was loved by house fans. In truth, this section doesn’t add that much to the song; Romanthony was a gifted R&B singer, but he was an exceptional house artist, and there’s not all that much in the closing minutes of ‘Come My Way’ that he hadn’t already expressed far more eloquently in the song’s opening stretch. 

But you don’t go to Romanthony for brevity or even to necessarily get what you want. This might sound like a bizarre idea in the age of streaming and music on demand. But in the era of CD and vinyl, Romanthony demanded commitment from his listeners. More than that, he demanded faith. It wasn’t easy to be a Romanthony fan in the ’90s; his records were not that widely available, and they came with a bewildering variety of mixes to navigate. Romanthony could have made it considerably easier for the listener. But then he wouldn’t have been Romanthony. And that was the key.

Liking Romanthony was like a test of faith, then, but one that would inevitably and eventually pay off. And after an entertaining but tricky first hour, the reward on ‘Romanworld’ comes with the album’s immaculate second half (disc 1 on the vinyl version), which is home to some of the most devastatingly emotional, soul-drenched and brilliantly produced house music ever to grace our ears. 

‘Desire’, which opens disc two, is a perfectly hypnotic work of mixed emotion, which expresses the melancholy of (perhaps thwarted) love, using little more than a couple of impeccable vocal clips, which slink around each other like whips of flame, and a slowly spiraling percussive force. 

‘Falling From Grace’, which follows, is even better. One of the keys to Romanthony’s success is his complicated sentimental appeal. Emotions, in Romanthony songs, are rarely straightforward or easy, and the singer often seems to be searching for something that is just out of reach. You can hear all this in ‘Falling From Grace’, a song that flips from a dramatic spoken-word intro (“My son, don’t you remember me? It is your father.”) to synth stabs, descending chord sequences and Romanthony’s desperate call for help— “Father, help me please, as I fall from grace”— to a rollicking and rather upbeat piano outro, as the song’s emotion pivots from melancholy to merry at the flip of a musical switch. It’s no exaggeration to say that this song could have fitted comfortably onto one of Prince’s musical masterpieces from the 1980s. (It helps that Romanthony’s ruggedly high-pitched voice is very similar to Prince’s.)

‘Testify’, a gospel house song of utter euphoria, then completes the emotional turnaround, its stomping piano line and massed choir a reminder of how much Romanthony belongs in the Black music traditions of blues, R&B, soul and gospel, as well as house and garage. ‘Soul On Fire’, ‘Ministry Of Love’ and ‘In The Mix’, which round off the album, are, respectively, funked-up, nonchalantly romantic and soaked in redemption.

The impact of Romanthony and ‘Romanworld’ would, eventually, be huge. The album, for all its anti-commercial rambling, made a considerable impact on the European dance music scene, and it was voted one of the albums of the year by Muzik magazine in the UK. Romanthony followed it in 1999 with two albums: ‘Instinctual’ with DJ Predator, and ‘Live In The Mix’ for Distance Records, while the same year saw Thomas Bangalter of Daft Punk re-release Romanthony’s classic ‘Hold On’ on his Roulé label.

In 2000, a new album for Glasgow Underground, ‘R.Hide in Plain Site’, threatened to take Romanthony into the musical mainstream, thanks to the infectious James Brown take off ‘Bring U Up’. But it was the release of Daft Punk’s ‘One More Time’ later that year (and ‘Discovery’ the year after that) that really brought Romanthony to popular audiences, as the song sailed into the upper reaches of the global charts on Moore’s soaring vocal line.

Who knows where Romanthony could have reached, had he decided to capitalise on that success. But that, quite simply, wasn’t the Romanthony way, as McKay explained to me. “The sad thing was, once that record [‘One More Time’] blew up, I think his [Romanthony’s] publisher said, ‘I’ve got over a million dollars for you.’ Or, ‘I am likely to have over a million dollars for you here.’” McKay explained. “And so he just stopped making records. Because he didn’t need to.”

The success of ‘Discovery’ wasn’t exactly the end of Romanthony. After taking several years off to “be quiet” (as he explained to Electronic Beats in a rare interview in 2013) Romanthony eventually returned to making solo music, as well as providing vocals for the likes of Kraak & Smaak, Tom Trago and Teengirl Fantasy. But ‘R.Hide in Plain Site’ proved to be his final album and, by the time of his death in 2013, Romanthony had lost contact with many of his peers, news of his death only becoming public 11 days after he passed.

It was a tragically obscure end to one of house music’s greatest producers. But fame probably wouldn’t have suited Romanthony, an artist whose mixture of instinctive belief in his own ability and sneaking vulnerability could be compared to that of Kanye West. Eight years after his death, Romanthony remains the ultimate cult figure in house music, a one-off artist of immaculately unlikely proportions. And ‘Romanworld’ is his masterpiece, to be stumbled over and slowly digested by unsuspecting Daft Punk fans from now to eternity.