Another contender for album of the week was LUCKY PIERRE's new
pop album Dip. Him and old Malcolm are gonna be battling it out for the best
Arab Strap member solo album award later at the Brits no doubt. I wonder
who'll win that one?? Well Dip is here right now on CD and LP thanks to those
nice people at Melodic. It starts off sounding like mermaids are serenading
you through the speakers with wooshes, strings and some wooing. The whole thing
carries on being very orchestral and gentle sounding. It has a very nautical
feeling and I reckon this is the calming sounds you hear in your head as your
lungs are feeling with water before you die the horrible death that is drowning.
The 1st time I heard this I didn't get it at all, but on repeated listens it's a
thoroughly gorgeous beast indeed. Highly recommended and I can see this
appealing to folks who like Rachels, Max Richter and other neo
classical lovelies.
Love this record? Hate it? Tell us.
What their label says...
*Following the shock announcement of the Arab Strap split, here's some good news for fans of Aidan Moffat's side project, L. Pierre - there's a new album, Dip, on the horizon. *Written and recorded before the Arab Strap breakup was finalised, Dip explores a quieter, more contemplative side of Moffat's musical personality. *"My favourite L. Pierre tracks have always been the quiet ones so I wanted to pursue that mood and record something gentle and lovely," he says. "I also took a shine to field recording and bought myself a little Minidisc recorder, which I took on holiday to record some natural ambience." *A giant sideways leap from the critically acclaimed Hypnogogia (2002) and Touchpool (2004), Dip finds Moffat eschewing the drum loops and effects that characterised his previous recordings in favour of a more organic, live sound, with a specially assembled group of Alan Barr (cello), Stevie Jones (double bass) and Allan Wylie (trumpet) complementing Moffat on drums, keyboards, percussion and harmonium. *The result is an album that takes us on a journey through the full range of human emotions, from Ache's morose, mournful strings to the frantic, jesterly Hike. Ending as it begins, with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, there's a sense of oneness to the album, as if it could play forever as a song cycle. This, says Moffat, is because Dip was conceived as a whole album, rather than a collection of odds and ends.