They prove here that they are masters of all they survey, crafting an anthology of innovative tracks that feature pop streaks. They’ve struck a perfect balance between pushing boundaries and making people dance.
On Infinity Pool, they continue to challenge themselves and their listeners by streamlining their sound and expanding it in unexpected ways.
Infinity Pool sounds like a transmission from another galaxy entirely, but one that's coming over a faulty line, and we can't be sure what it is the band are saying—the music is utterly absorbing, but its message remains unclear.
Some of the elements on the album shouldn't work, but the band ensure that nothing feels out of place, and end up creating quite a cohesive record in the end.
It’s a deep dive that, while not as accessible as the band’s previous works, proves they’ve chosen experimentation over stagnancy. Love and respect, indeed.
It's a record that lacks the structure and order needed to make it into a cohesive unit, one that can be listened to beginning to end without skipping tracks.
There’s much to admire about When Saints Go Machine’s effort to move their synth-powered pop music away from the dancefloor into more cerebral realms. But like the band name itself, their attempts at cleverness can come off sounding clunky.
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