I have had this review in my head for years at this point, but every time I have sat down to write it, I fail to find the right words to convey why these 40 minutes of music are so meaningful to me. I will try my best here, though I will likely come up short. Maybe this album is just one that needs to be felt.
Life. The first eleven minutes of the album, without lyrics, addresses what it means to live. The album opens with the same foghorn tape that closes The Glow Pt. 2, implying continuity. ... read more
What the fuck just happened?
I am only fluent in English and French, so I unfortunately understood very little of this project. That being said, it is impossible not to FEEL this music. I’m kind of at a loss to be honest. Despite the language barrier, every moment of this album is deeply engaging. The spoken/shouted vocals and often dreamy guitars are amazing, but the drums and bass really shine here. There is a subtle math-rock component that adds a dynamic layer onto the already ... read more
This is the first time I’ve really been blown away by beepboop. Gorgeous track
[Just rating the new tracks]
It is so rare that I find a deluxe edition of an album to be genuinely worthwhile. I love what JVB did here. Instead of just tossing their audience some scraps and leftovers, they gave us a buffet. These six tracks are incredible and show that the duo is still upping their game. Their production game is so impressive and just keeps getting better. Every time these fuckers drop, I know I’m getting something fun and so pleasant on the ears. Only makes me ... read more
Listened to this while doing the dishes, and it was weirdly impactful.
I won’t pretend to know much about contemporary classical music. I believe that these pieces are inspired by the Gregorian Chant, and that Pärt’s compositions were often heavily inspired by his faith. I am not religious, but I admire religious music for its ability to evoke strong emotional responses. The same obviously applies here. While the arrangements are usually sparse, but they sometimes swell into ... read more
On My Ghosts Go Ghost, Parker and Ritchie continue to explore this strange genre of rap they pioneered on Before I Get to Phoenix. Where the final Injury Reserve album was more unrelentingly maximalist, My Ghosts Go Ghost shows the duo more willing to strip their sound back at times. This is not to say that they compromised their batshit approach—rather, these sparse moments allow the chaos to land with a greater emphasis. Additionally, there is a softer beauty to this album that I ... read more