Archive - You All Look The Same To Me
Aug. 27th, 2006 12:25 pmArchive seems to be a Pink Floyd-inspired prog-rock band. Now, to say that I don't like prog-rock would be an understatement; I could count the number of songs in that genre I've liked on one hand and still have fingers left over, and I've listened to a lot, due to my (so unfortunate, I think at times like this) taste in friends. But. None of them sounded like this, addictive and eerie and really very new. New not in the things they do - their sampling is reminiscent of trip-hop bands and their guitar riffs at times sound rather heavy-metalish and they have arrangements that remind me a lot of jazz records - but the way they do them, how all these things sound so right in the songs they're in, so natural and amazing.
Seriously, I can't recommend this album enough.
Again
A 16 minute work of emotional genius. I never thought that I'd have the patience to sit through a song this long, but this turned out to be no trouble at all. The song essentially picks up a theme and builds on it in a way that's very hypnotic and strange and beautiful. It starts off softly and slowly, picks up a low beat about five minutes in that spirals out, gets so spooky and hard and on the verge of discordant, and then it all gets quiet, a small beeping like that of a heart monitor, the line slowly evening out, and then, after the end, the cymbals crash, and it starts again in a way that leaves me feeling both emotionally wrung out and elated.
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Seriously, I can't recommend this album enough.
Again
A 16 minute work of emotional genius. I never thought that I'd have the patience to sit through a song this long, but this turned out to be no trouble at all. The song essentially picks up a theme and builds on it in a way that's very hypnotic and strange and beautiful. It starts off softly and slowly, picks up a low beat about five minutes in that spirals out, gets so spooky and hard and on the verge of discordant, and then it all gets quiet, a small beeping like that of a heart monitor, the line slowly evening out, and then, after the end, the cymbals crash, and it starts again in a way that leaves me feeling both emotionally wrung out and elated.
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