A mesmerizingly encapsulating electronic project that feels along the same vein of projects like In C or Music for 18 Musicians, though E2-E4 feels perhaps more accessible than both just on account of its dedicated focus toward a danceable atmosphere for the majority of the runtime. Definitely sounds like a prediction of the trends in electronic music that would lead to House music in the decades to follow. Fascinating stuff
Falls flat in just about every dimension compared to every other ATDI release. If you were to go into this without the context of, say, Relationship of Command, you'd probably think this is a perfectly serviceable Post-HC record to throw in in the background. With that context, however- yeah, this is a big bowl of nothing
A fierce little EP with some of ATDI's most pummeling tracks, such as the opener or Heliotrope. Even the more offbeat moments like 300 MHz intrigue with their sort of Pavement-esque off-kilteredness
At the Drive-In's sophomore release feels noticeably sharper than the group's more 'slackery' debut. The production is a little rough around the edges at points, but tracks like Napoleon Solo, Lopsided, or the closer show an incredible level of maturity
At the Drive-In's debut really only suffers from feeling too scrappy for its own good for much of the run-time, with production that is charming yet far too muted for the passion the band displays. 'Passion' being the key word- even at this early stage, it's abundantly clear that At the Drive-In are one of the most impassioned and locked in Emo-leaning Post-Hardcore bands of their era. Listen to Ticklish for proof
The dancier direction is an admirable shift from bombastic arena rock, but surprisingly leaves the record feeling like it has even less to say than some of U2’s faux-bigger statements of records past. Still, it’s well produced for sure
I certainly wish I could say I find this to be a classic among the likes of War, especially with how stellar the first three cuts are. But the rest of the record is just… not as solid, simply put. U2 seems to just not really be my bag despite the definite positives the band has
Ultimately a pretty uneven effort, even if Pride + the title track are easily among U2’s best
Certainly a ‘Rise From The Ashes’ moment given the terribly tragic circumstances of this record’s creation. But the remaining Injury Reserve members come together to make a genuinely stunning exaltation of grief, vulnerability, and triumph, all backed by equally alluring production that’s constantly weaving and unwinding upon itself. The first record so far this year to really knock my socks off
After floundering for their first two records, War shows that U2 *are* actually capable of delivering tracks as anthemic and bombastic as their presentation would lead you to believe. Sunday Bloody Sunday is the best track U2 has ever put out, to a point of near obviousness- but I was blown away by how consistent the quality across the board is here. Even the weaker, more 'us against the world' type of jabs like The Refugee are still well-considered, especially compared to some of the ... read more
On a first glance, a lot of the imperfections here read to me as blemishes- the awkward writing, for instance. By the end of the record, however, I realized these imperfections are precisely what makes I Love My Mom such a captivatingly alluring piece of indie nostalgia- a type of sound that usually falls straight into unoriginal sleaze for me. Something about the unabashed sincerity here leaves this feeling decidedly charming and successfully wistful in all the right ways
Though Birds of Fire doesn’t neccesarily melt your ears and face off with its blazing complexity in the way that The Inner Mounting Flame does, it’s still a set of meticulously crafted prog-chamber-jazz-fusion that features some of the most accomplished jazz musicians of the time. One Word is the easy pick for highlight, but I’m partial to the pseudo-bluegrass elements on Open Country Joy as well
Whereas other Dream Pop aficionados of the time constructed their soundscapes through sheer memorization (such as Cocteau Twins with their ‘alien language’ and equally alien production work), Cruise operates in largely the opposite direction here- via isolation.
Floating Into The Night never does anything more than it needs to for a given moment. Make no mistake, this does *not* leave an atmosphere that’s sparse- it’s like drifting through a desolate void with only ... read more
A relatively left-field collab that finds Converge mainly leaning into Wolfe’s Gothic sensibilities, as opposed to Wolfe adopting Converge’s pummeling grit as I initially expected. The results are decent- though it does sound largely like Converge acting as a sort of backing band for the majority of the runtime
A more ‘by the books’ Converge offering, especially compared to the band’s two projects to proceed it- but that’s okay! It’s still a pummeling experience that shakes your bones up, and that’s- ultimately- what makes Converge so legendary
I’d struggle to say if this is necessarily Converge’s best, though I am confident in saying it’s Converge’s strongest from an instrumental standpoint. The performances here are *tight*- watertight, and easily among the best metal performances of the 2000s. It all comes together for what is an enraged explosion, not dissimilar descriptively to Jane Doe, but with a more dedicated focus on making the instrumentation (the guitar-work *especially*) as potent as possible
No Heroes' fate as being one of the more 'forgettable' Converge releases of the 2000s becomes paradoxically locked-in by having what is a serious contender for their best cut, Grim Heart/Black Rose. An absolute powerhouse of sludge metal that makes the remainder of the record, which could be reduced (albeit very reductively) to 'Converge on auto-pilot', sound comparatively just not as exciting. Still a great record on the whole, just not Converge on their most exciting
Though it ends up feeling relatively not as memorable or impactful among Converge's grander discography, that's more so a symptom of the band's incredibly ethic than anything this project does 'wrong'. A similar approach to Jane Doe, though maybe a *bit* less pummeling? Just a bit, mind you- this is still some Metalcore to the maximum