Super 5 Thor

Ford (Echostatic)
by Clarendon Lavorich

What do you do when it’s raining hard on a Sunday morning? Put a few more logs on the fire, make some mulled wine, and put on Super 5 Thor. Taking a cue from Spiritualized and VU, they drift gently through a musical wonderland, not quite Valium rock, and not stoner music, but… calm. Floating on a zephyr of easiness, nothing complicated. This is music for soothing fevers and assuaging the winds of distress. Their album, Ford, is like a child’s sleeping face; pure innocence and grace. It conjures up memories of neon nights, strolling along the concrete avenue, a light breeze blowing. Alone, not caring, chin lifted to the night, a brief smile playing about the lips of the moon. A night for white wine, legs dangling over balcony railings, smirking at the stars. Songs that will make you recline on the couch, loosen the buttons on your shirt and sip slowly from your coffee mug, melting into the music, the timeless, sonorous feelings of security and comfort. Subtlety, that’s it. The subtlety of morning’s light, the first gracing of the world by cosmic rays. Super 5 Thor brushes against the sonic canvas with a glancing stroke, gracing us with tranquillity and soft beauty.