A Different Ship might be the sound of a band often cast adrift, but in Godrich there’s now a firm hand on the tiller, his steadying influence streamlining their sound and taking them to the next level.
An utterly shattering release that anyone who likes forward-thinking music must have.
A start-to-finish listen, A Different Ship’s tracks dance between one another with a lustrous ease.
The Brooklyn-based quintet traverse an unplaceable pop-era on grooves, prog chops and a spellbinding ennui, sounding effortless throughout.
The songs on A Different Ship are like Russian dolls – continually shedding one layer of their groove to reveal a different version of the same thing.
The progression to A Different Ship seems wholly organic, intriguingly complex yet absolutely a true concoction of their folk and experimental elements.
Enhancing their previous sound, Godrich allows for an album that shows us the first realization of what Here We Go Magic can be.
It isn't particularly new, or a shocking departure from previous sun-dappled full-length Pigeons, but it is an enjoyable, low-key trip through what they create best: an atmosphere of (dare we say it?) pure magic.
While Ship has a few compelling moments, it’s mostly lethargic and sinks into its own monotonous haze.
Whatever rough edges the band naturally cultivated on their first two albums have been neatly shaved off and sanded down with the help of producer Nigel Godrich, who makes everything sound vacuum-packed and expensive.
It’s ironic that Godrich fell for the band after witnessing it onstage, since the record he made with Here We Go Magic is a strict studio creation with none of the punch or spontaneity of a great live show.
One my favorite albums last year