Whenever this song comes up on my workout shuffle, I’m always reminded about how mediocre the rest of this album is. This song is still a standout hit; I’m a sucker for the vocal harmonies every time.
-jakeyp
At first I thought this was some of that material they recorded for a third full length album, but unfortunately it was on some promo CD released a couple years before Loveless. I love the drums, and would’ve loved to see them mess with this kind of thing for a whole album… ah well. Good stuff regardless.
Warning: Contents Reaching Indie Capacity.
-jakeyp
On the whole, these guys are probably just a group of My Bloody Valentine clones. When you bring a little Brian Eno to the party at least you are hacking it up with the best of them.
-jakeyp
If you haven’t heard it, its new to you!
-jakeyp
I stumbled over Atlas Sound during an obligatory search for Animal Collective clones on last.fm– despite the fact that by being complete mind-fucks, I think Animal Collective has covered their tracks enough to make them unimitatable. Regardless, Atlas Sound (AKA Bradford Cox) is pretty good in his own right. The cat popped up on the last.fm search because he did a cute Beach Boys-esque bubblepop song with AC’s Panda Bear called Walkabout. Walkabout sounds like the soundtrack to a series of 80′s era cheerleaders doing cartwheels and eating ice-cream down some sunny boardwalk; which could be horrifying or not depending on your perspective. While the song is definitely cute and all, Panda Bear does the whole “overtly earnest lyrics” game a lot better on his own.
The real collaboration of note on Atlas Sound’s new album “Logos” is the one with Stereolab’s Laetita Sadier called Quick Canal. The whole damn song sounds as though its constantly tripping the rift between the different states of consciousness– like a kind of Enya-laced elevator music that your brain plays while they switch the reels between dreams. Synthesizers breathe and sigh with Sadier while she a conversation with herself in a language so incomprehensible you have to assume shes talking about something too gorgeous to be in English. The highlight of the song is 4 minutes in when the song suddenly explodes with powerful shoe-gaze fuzz that valiantly attempts to provide a counterpoint to Sadier’s icelandic-alto argument for the rest of the song.
I’ve lost myself in this track far too many times; 8 minute intervals of my life that Cox and Sadier are gradually leeching from me.
-jakeyp
