This Italian duo overuse Isahn and company’s symphonic style and the thin production and mediocre drum machine don’t help. A re-release of Ephel Duath’s debut.
Synth-rock without some big freakin’ pretension of art. Kinda like, I dunno, Servatron, like mebbe if Devo had been as cool as everyone assumes them to be.
Libertine plays slower than American Heartbreak, so mebbe they’re more sensitive, or wussy or somethin’ and sometimes they remind me of a John Hughes movie.
Not as good as the hype, but here’s no denying Elbow’s balance of heroin grooves, disembodied vocals, and haunting melodies create an intriguing misery.
Comparisons to U2 are obvious because of the tone of his voice, as are references to Peter Gabriel and Enya, cuz who else can you namedrop who people’ll know?
Experimental drum’n’bass for the rest of us. Hyperactive beats restrained by uncomfortable creepy keyboards and unpleasant feedback and other sqwaking.