...according to our Brian on Thu 11 Nov, 2010.
Oh My God! This better be good. This guy has covered my all-time favourite Silver Jews song - "Trains Across the Sea"! If yer unfamiliar with Graham Clarke, he is an ex-member of 65daysofstatic who rejoices in making progressive bedroom beats & deliriously effervescent broken pop music. His last two albums have done really well for us so here we're proud to present his third. His artwork always catches the eye but leaves you unprepared for the eclectic sonic barrage within. His sporadic vocals work better on this set than the last, I'm thinking there's a bit more of an advanced professionalism apparent in the production of this latest one, but without any of the fun, quirky edges removed. In his more abstract toytown electronica guise, he inhabits similar territory to the likes of Capitol K, Ergo Phizmiz & Joseph Nothing - creating mangled drowsy DIY pop that teems with life & ideas. His lust for experimental, yet accessible sounds has led him to produce a varied album that cleverly harnesses all the potential electronic chaos and shapes it into a loveable aural junkshop of spangled balladry & seriously off-kilter future pop. There's moments of twinkly ambient beauty to be had amongst these highly individual & occasionally bizarre pop gems. And he doesn't ruin the SJ's classic. If you think what Schneider TM did to The Smiths "There is a Light...." then you're somewhere (kinda) close. Another charming UK weirdo to add to the increasingly volatile stable of British outsiders & eccentrics. ( but not as weird as The Rebel, that guy needs sectioning!!) Nice one Graham, no difficult third for you then!
The Evening Wore On is the third album by Feedle, the Sheffield-dwelling purveyor of psych-pop noise, and is the continuation of his sonic experiment in charging the effervescent froth of pop music with the pin-wheeling white spark of electronica.
After the fuzzed-out electronic squalls of Leave Now for Adventure (2007), All Your Days Are Weird (2008) took a side road, welding weightless soundscapes to distant hooks and submerged, semi-articulated vocals. The Evening Wore On has grown up in this sonic hinterland, locating disused verdant pastures to cultivate fully-formed pop songs, twisting to face the glare of the morning sun. These are soundtracks for the corners of your lonely rooms; the sound of settling dust. In short,
From solitary ambient daydreams to Sixties beat pop balladry, to clattering freak-out electronica – often all at the same time – The Evening Wore On clocks in at 40 minutes from start to breathless finish.
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