Recommended by us on 9th September 2010
...according to our Brett on Thu 09 Sep, 2010.
Hey, I've got blue eyes which makes me the perfect guy to review this. What they're my reward for though, I have absolutely no idea. Maybe for the torrent of Digestives I demolished at lunchtime? You might know Campbell Kneale from his fine Birchville Cat Motel project, or even the split single he did with Neil Campbell that time (aw, those guys!) This one sees him expanding on the palette broadening that's already taken place with this new alias, although he never totally jettisons his noisy, droney past. It's a hugely psychedelic effort which seems to be predominantly constructed from a mishmash of samples and instrumentation both easily identifiable and completely obscure with some tracks having a tropical High Wolf-y sort of sound, some sounding like ten songs all being played at once and even one that's an absolute ringer for My Bloody Valentine. S'all good.
Jawdropping new collection of crop circles etched in sonic candy-floss by New Zealand’s beardsmith/noise-farmer Campbell Kneale. Rated by the horses mouth as the best thing he ever made, EVER, ‘Blue Eyes Are My Reward’ shimmers like an icicle-clad forest resplendent in its own crystalline magnificence. Snakecharming groove, dublike boomph, and bleary eyed strum blast the path out of a decidedly greying world of so-so metalized-myspace-drone, into a miniaturized drone-prairie of superpowered starshine and dazzling stellar-commotion. Beyond the tyrannous clutches of omnipresent zeroes and ones, the macro and micro merge into an all encompassing nowhere of sound, each expansion checked by equal contraction like Messiaen's ‘modes of limited transportation’ scrambled by the Large Hadron Collider and replayed by one of those little twinkly watch reflections that occasionally dance around on the roof. Beautiful. 180g Vinyl, everything by Campbell Kneale.
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