Labels: Boring Machines – No-Fi Recordings
Review by: Alex Deller
Now this one’s really something rather special and, as such, has proven nigh-on impossible to describe: a busted-up clatter of strange guitar lines playing like skeletal fingers across cloying organ tones, viola scrapings and tinkling silver bells, all given voice by a huge variety of croons, yelps, keenings and catcalls that’re allegedly the product of a mere three Italians, though you’d be forgiven for thinking a dozen or so pairs of breathless elfin lungs played a part in their construction. At any given time points of reference might include Blonde Redhead circa “Fake Can Be Just As Good”, the troubled mutterings of Oxbow at their most restrained or a spookier, kookier This Heat given a monastic overhaul, making the results “” be they booming, crooning or playfully tuneful “” constantly enigmatic and never anything less than bizarre, beautiful and completely beguiling.