| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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They are in the same genre as Joy Division and Echo and the Bunnymen. If you like Interpol and that stuff, you'll like this album. It rocks and it storms and it drifts. the AMG review of the album: "The Decline of British Sea Power isn't your conventional pop record and it's not particularly a pop-sounding record from an English band. With garage rock ruling overseas and Brit-pop still making the charts in the new millennium, a four-man band from Cumbria arrived with a provocative post-punk sound brazen enough to blast away other indie rock fashionistas like Interpol and the Walkmen. The hypnotic album opener "Apologies to Insect Life" is just as intense as any Joy Division song and Echo & the Bunnymen's early work. However, British Sea Power will not be characterized as a parody. For musicians only in their early twenties, British Sea Power are intellectually complex with their inquisitive lyrical tales about Russian literature, Czech history, and influential figures of time. To call them eccentric would deem them quirky and that's not all. They're musically spontaneous and frontman Yan composes erratically charming songs reflecting nature in its most literal and perplexing senses. From the dreamy wonder of "Carrion" to slagging off the royal regime on the brassy punk-toned "Remember Me," The Decline of British Sea Power is vehement in color and substance. The 13-minute mind trip "Lately" could very well be the album epic; however, "The Fear of Drowning" is the genius standout. It's rich in space and time with its cascading guitar work, intrinsically dark with its own life lesson of having independent thoughts far away from socio-political ideals. British Sea Power are so convincing, it hurts. The Decline of British Sea Power is a conceptual effort that breathes hard in passion. With an unlikely rock blend of classicism and narrative, British Sea Power has composed a brilliant album that's nearly perfect. It's not exactly pop, but it might as well be. — MacKenzie Wilson" |
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damn this fucking self imposed CD ban. not till November. I recommend everyone download "apologies to insect life", right the fuck away. |
I love Mary Timony. Download her song called "Ant's Dance." My brother got the new Rachel's album, "system/layers," which -- if you're into modern classical music -- is the shiznit. Ahem. |
i am annoyed. very annoyed. |
***************** Much of the joy of Her Majesty the Decemberists comes from leader Colin Meloy's love of language. He indulges in archaic diction and extravagant alliteration; and he revels in wonderful sounds in phrases such as "I know I need unique New York." Meloy is a quirky, wordy storyteller. He peoples the Decemberists' songs with vivid, fascinating characters: marauding pirates, orphan "chimbley" sweeps, tumbling gymnasts, latent-homosexual World War I soldiers. The Portland, Ore., quintet uses acoustic guitars, accordion and organ - with occasional horns, strings and surf-style electric guitar - in songs that recall hootenannies, English ballads, and indie-rock rave-ups, sometimes simultaneously. With the band's equally charming debut, Castaways and Cutouts, The Decemberists heralds the voice of a unique new writer. ******** Too bad they sound like every other boring alt-country band. |
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