It is an intimate record in many ways, but something that you could throw on and get carried away by the grand compositions on many of the songs.
The music has an “indie” sensibility, something like Stereolab at the turn of the century, and all twelve of the tracks on the album are bangers.
It’s a dynamic record, which ultimately chooses the faithfulness and familiarity of love over the addictive highs of flings, the crashed cars and the desperate doubts of desires, showing a band maturing, both musically and emotionally.
They’re starting in a good place, with this album of diverse post-rock tracks with a heart.
Cale is a lifelong artist. His compassion and righteous indignation and unique artistry drips from each track. It is an hour long offering, but there is a good deal of variety from track to track.
They will all go off to their respective projects and countries, but we are lucky to have down on record their alternately raucous and assuaging post-rock jazz music. This is an album that I think many will come back to, time and again.
Tor those who have been along for the whole ride, this is cinematic gold, musically and lyrically. It’s a perfect sign of what both a committed songwriter and committed fan base can experience cathartically, and hopefully will lead to real healing and really great art in Bazan’s impressive wake.