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Morning Macumba (2002, 36.26) **½/T
Knees on Top
Catch That Spark
The Americans in Rome
The Kiss (2007, 46.00) ***½/T
|There's Something Odd About Elizabeth
Your Lips and You
A Dancer's Feet Are Not So Neat
Hole in My Eye
The Mystery of Magnet Power
...And We Will Come Back as Dogs
The Statue Thief
Formed in 1994, Bikeride (with an Aquabats connection) released two 'proper' albums and a compilation of EP tracks before 2002's Morning Macumba, mostly written in South America; it shows, the album sounding somewhere between US indie and Latin stylings, with the (very) occasional psych touch thrown in for good measure. Unfortunately, the fatal combination of a lack of especially good songwriting and an irritating lead voice (founder Tony Carbone's) scupper the album's chances of getting a good review from yours truly, although more songs like The Americans In Rome (good tune, witty lyrics) or Small Faces (ho ho) might have helped. Sean How plays Mellotron, with a multitracked flute part on opener Radio Ougadougou, although I couldn't honestly say it sounds that Mellotronic to me...
2007's The Kiss is a rather better proposition all round, managing to be quite obviously powerpop without being trapped in that genre, like so many other worthy, yet hidebound bands, introducing other influences, not least country (A Dancer's Feet Are Not So Neat), electronica-lite (She's Radioactive!, ...And We Will Come Back As Dogs) and raga-rock (Your Lips And You). How on 'Tron again, with faint strings on opener There's Something Odd About Elizabeth and a major flute part on Podiaphobia, although all other orchestrations appear to be real.
I'm not sure who Morning Macumba is really aimed at, although The Kiss should appeal to anyone who delights in well-crafted, intelligent pop. However, anyone looking for major Mellotron use should probably go elsewhere. Recommended anyway. Sadly, Carbone died in 2008, so I rather doubt whether we'll hear any more from Bikeride.
This Bilk is Radioactive (2006, 40.11) **½/½Beyoncé
Gone to Texas
Bloody Bill Anderson
The Zagreb-based Bilk have been around for over a decade, although it took them until 2006 to release their debut album, This Bilk is Radioactive. It utilises techno, rock, reggae and various other styles, mixing programmed synths and beats with rock guitars and real bass and drums into what could either be described as 'an intoxicating stew of influences' or 'a bit of a mess'. It has its moments, not least the interesting Fripp-esque guitar work on Phantom, but the overall effect is a little confused. Maybe this is what they dance to in Croatia?
Janko Novoselić plays Mellotron, with background choirs on Terminator that may very well not be real; I've no idea if the handful of Mellotrons that found their way into Yugoslavia as was are still there, let alone whether any of them were used on this album. Anyway, unless you're from the region, or just can't get enough of that dance/rock crossover, I'd advise you to go elsewhere, I think.
Billy Talent III (2009, 42.57) **½/½
|Devil on My Shoulder
Rusted From the Rain
Tears Into Wine
Pocketful of Dreams
The Dead Can't Testify
Diamond on a Landmine
|Turn Your Back
Definition of Destiny
Billy Talent play metal festivals, yet going by 2009's Billy Talent III, they're as much an 'alternative rock' proposition as a metal one; have the two genres intertwined that much? Probably. The good part is that they're not some screamy mess, the bad part being the overly-emotive vocals (hang on, is this 'emo'?), although at least that means we get some tunes thrown in here and there.
Producer Brendan O'Brien adds Mellotron to a couple of tracks, with a quiet flute part on Saint Veronika and more of the same on White Sparrows, none of which adds up to very much at all, really. I've heard a great deal worse than Billy Talent III, but then, I've heard a great deal better, too... Confusingly, the band opted to release a limited edition of the album containing a second disc with all the guitars removed, known as the 'Guitar Villain' version, complete with the click to which they play audible at the beginning of each track. Bizarre. Anyway, not that great, next to no 'Tron.
Quinta Dimensione: ESP Music (1978, 69.10) ***/TTT
ESP (Extra Sensory Perception)
Quinta Dimensione: ESP Music (1978, 69.10) ***/TTT½
|Passeggiata Sugli Urali
ESP (Extra Sensory Perception)
Gioco di Cristalli
You want odd? You've got it... Tony Binarelli is an Italian magician and general TV personality, who decided, for unknown reasons, to record an album of instrumental prog in 1978 called Quinta Dimensione; I've checked, and yes, it's the same guy. It's subtitled 'ESP Music' on the sleeve, which may indicate that he intended it to be used for mildly supernatural purposes, thus the slightly 'out there' style, certainly for '78, by which time most things musically interesting were being replaced by things musically dull (er, didn't the same thing happen at the end of the '60s?). Anyway, it's a surprisingly reasonable effort, all things considered, although it does slip into Cheese Mode every now and again; I still can't work out, though - what made him record this?
It seems that the original LP was a ten-track affair, resequenced and bumped up to eighteen for the CD; more importantly, it seems that Binarelli's (sole?) contribution, his spoken-word passages, have been removed (for shame!), so expect a re-review should I ever find a an original. Marco Grasso plays Mellotron, with choirs and strings on ESP, Oxigen, Heat, bonus track ESP (Definitiva) and Messaggio dell'Inconscio, plus choirs on bonuses Pause and Quinta Armonia and original tracks Life and Space, making for a surprisingly Mellotron-heavy effort from the late '70s, not to mention in such an unusual setting.
Do you buy this? Yes for Italian prog completists (you've got a job on your hands, chaps), or people who just can't get enough Mellotron choir. The rest of us? It's certainly unusual, with some really nice moments, but the larger part of it slips by without really making much of an impression. I really need to hear this with Binarelli's original narration...
Rose Kennedy (2001, 52.10) ***/TT½
|Novembre Toute L'Année
Les Roses Et Les Promesses
La Mélodie Du Bonheur
Soixante-Douze Trombones Avant la
Sous le Soleil du Mois d'Août
Les Joggers sur la Plage
Un Eté sur la Côte
La Dernière Heure du Dernier Jour
Benjamin Biolay's debut album, Rose Kennedy, sounds (to my cloth ears) like a hommage to France's most notorious chansonnier, Serge Gainsbourg's L'Histoire de Melody Nelson, not that I've ever actually heard said album, but I'm sure you get the idea. Heavily influenced by French chanson, this is an album out of time, despite the occasional jarring inclusion of modern beats; the cover shot alone, of Biolay smoking on a deserted promenade (looks like Southend, but almost certainly isn't), with Photoshopped-in creases, looks exactly like something you'd find at the bottom of the pile in your local charity shop. For what it's worth, Rose Kennedy has stacks of built-in cool, possibly more likely to appeal to non-French speakers, as even French sounds exotic if you don't speak it (says someone who 'learnt' it for several years and STILL can't speak it).
Biolay plays both Mellotron and Chamberlin, while Yannick Fonderie chips in on 'Tron, too, but due to the album's considerable use of real strings, it's hard to tell where they might've been used. Obvious use is the flutes and choirs on Les Cerfs-Volants and Les Joggers Sur La Plage (hey, even I can translate that!) and the flutes on La Palmeraie, while the strings on the title track are likely to be Chamby, too.
So; retro-French faux-MOR, anyone? This is the kind of music inextricably linked with Gitanes and lung cancer, which is never a selling point around these parts. If you're really looking for that kind of Left Bank cool, go to source and listen to Gainsbourg. Saying that, this is perfectly good at what it does, it just doesn't grab me in any way whatsoever. Passable tape-replay use, but not really worth it for that alone.
Transparent Make-Believe (2003, 47.47) ****/TTT
|Farewell & Godspeed
King of Cabbages
Callous Affair With Lady Godiva
The Looking Glass
|Sympathy for the Swine
E(i)ther Or (2008, 48.55) ****/TTTT
|Day in the Life of a Raincloud
Technicolor Autumn & Spring
Mouth of Lions
Father Time He Wastes it
|Fell Right Out of Bed
The Golden Era
Illusion Fields (2010, 35.48) ***/T½
|Vampires on Montegut
Black is the New Black
Of House or Home
A Second Line for Minutemen
|Lord as My Witness
Here Lies Sorrow
Bipolaroid are a modern psych outfit who sound more like Syd's Floyd than, say the Elephant 6 collective, or the whacked-out, 13th Floor Elevators-style stuff that plenty of lazy bands see as a way to psych credibility in the 21st century. 2003's Transparent Make-Believe appears to be their first album, and what it lacks in originality, it makes up for in bravado, fearlessly going where no-one (OK, not that many) has gone since, well, The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, I suppose. Ben Glover's vocals are limited, especially his mutterings on Dimension 5 and Time Machine, although overall, the material's great, even if you think you might have heard some of it before. Best tracks? Opening Astronomy Domine soundalike Farewell & Godspeed and closing psych epic Time Machine, probably, but in truth, there's not a bad track to be heard. Plenty of Mellotron from Benjamin Sumner, with flutes on King Of Cabbages, alongside real strings, with a nicely upfront string part on the excellently-named Insect Religion (shades of Bill Bailey, for UK readers). A lovely flute part on The Looking Glass and solo strings opening closer Time Machine and throughout, phased at the end, make this a bit of a Mellotron winner, and at the risk of making a twat of myself, it sounds as real as you like, too. Why can't there be more albums like this?
It took Glover five years to get another Bipolaroid lineup together and release a new album, but E(i)ther Or (Elliott Smith homage?) has been worth the wait. Pretty much as good as its predecessor, it features a panoply of psych styles, albeit mainly British ones, top tracks including tripped-out opener Day In The Life Of A Raincloud and the frantic Karmic Engines, but there's little here that lets the side down. Strangely, closer Jane Jubilee ends the album rather limply, although it would probably stand up perfectly well on any lesser record. Stacks of Mellotron this time round; the strings on Day In The Life Of A Raincloud are completely outclassed by the full-on ones on Transparent Make-Believe (a new addition to the small list of 'album's title tracks actually found on its follow-up'), with flute and string parts on Technicolor Autumn & Spring. The breakdown in the middle of Karmic Engines is filled with 'Tron strings, displaying fine use of the 'Mellotron ripple': working your way round the inversions of a chord to sustain it (sometimes way) past its eight-second limit, while Mouth Of Lions features flutes and strings through its entire length. There are background choirs, for the first time, on Hallelujah and Fell Right Out Of Bed, plus strings on the latter, with an actual flute solo in Spiraling Staircase, among the remainder of the album's 'Tron work. Wonderful.
2010's Illusion Fields, however, takes a sharp left turn into pastures new, a distinct '60s soul influence obvious on several tracks, along with a general mid- rather than late '60s vibe. A welcome development? Not from Planet Mellotron's perspective, but the band are entitled to do what they like, so my opinion is worth little-to-zero, frankly. Better tracks include druggy opener Vampires On Montegut, the gloomy Dead Horse and the propulsive Vibrations, but, sad to say, little here matches the quality of the band's previous work. Someone plays (real?) Mellotron on a few tracks, with distant strings on Vampires On Montegut, Dead Horse and Vibrations, with more upfront ones on Rising Sun, although other possible sightings are more likely to be background Hammond.
All in all, then, two very nice little modern psych albums (and one less so) with plenty of Mellotron delights. OK, so they sound like the Floyd, so where's the problem? Unoriginality? Everything's unoriginal now. Stop moaning.
Some Dusty (1999, 34.41/40.52) ***½/TT
Let Her Go
One Two Five
I Can't Let Go
She Can't Lose
Thanks for the Birthday Card]
Triple Echo (2001, 35.04) ***½/TT
|The Original Strand
Such a Sound
Blue Eyed Son
Twin I Love You
Blue Eyed Son (Reprise)
Reverb Deluxe (2002, 33.16) ***/T½
|Such a Sound
Please Rain Fall
Send and Receive
Silver Line (Reprise)
Lift Up the Sun
|Thirty Dollar Drum
Theme From Tired
Birdie are (or were) the British duo of Deborah ('Debsey') Wykes and Paul Kelly, both associates of Saint Etienne, so it's hardly surprising that their sound echoes the Etienne crew's '60s pop/girl group sound. They debuted with 1999's Some Dusty, an album so wonderfully out of time that, apart from the clean production, it could quite easily be mistaken for a lost mid-'60s obscurity. The songwriting's good, if not jaw-dropping, although Dusty Morning features a beautiful, unexpected chord change. To my knowledge, all the band's album's were recorded in a little studio in Walthamstow and utilise r.m.i.'s Duncan Goddard's M400, complete with its 8+ tape frames. What we get here (from Wykes) is high strings on Dusty Morning, wavery flutes on Let Her Go and Lazy Day (the latter alongside real strings), although you feel it could've been used a little more.
Their follow-up, Triple Echo, carries on in the same vein as their debut, in a sort of French-easy-listening-via-'60s-film-score stylee, all played by Englishmen (and woman). Birdie's lounge lizardry walks the fine line between knowing irony and genuine homage, to the point where you wouldn't turn a hair if you heard these songs used in a retro/'60s film. Or a genuine one, for that matter, as the band's sound is firmly rooted in that decade, with no obvious modern instrumentation at all; the CD booklet even features lovingly-shot snaps of vintage amps, guitars, haircuts etc. Wykes plays all the Wurly piano and Mellotron parts, with 'Tron flutes on Such A Sound, Coda and Poster, with extra cellos on the latter, leaving Blue Eyed Son (Reprise) as the odd man out, with something I can't readily identify, though it may be one of the MkII sax sounds on M400 tapes.
There seems to be some debate over exactly when Reverb Deluxe was released; 2002 seems to be the nearest we get to a consensus. It essentially follows on from its two predecessors, although the fun seems to have gone out of it slightly, which may explain why it appears to be their last album. Wykes adds Mellotron to a mere two tracks this time, with most full-on strings on Silver Line (Reprise) and Lift Up The Sun, making a never-too-late entry into the Mellotron Strings Stakes.
So; while not 'Tron albums per se, Birdie's use is really nice, as is the music, to be honest, although these aren't exactly ones for your prog obsessive. Buy according to taste.
Super Natural (1973, 36.42) ***½/½
|Rising Sign (Funky)
Rising Sign (Climax)
If I Ever
Flow Thru My Heart
Turn Around Hate (Communicate)
I Love You Michelle
Down on the Beat
|Tune From Callicoon
Last Exit Before the Toll
Dance of Survival (1975, 35.35) ***½/TTDance of Survival
Possessed (Take the Evil Spirits Away)
Something Ain't Right (Gotta Go Home)
What's Your Sign?
Night of the Full Moon
Your Smile Gave Birth to My Idea
Edwin Birdsong seems to be a slightly shadowy figure on the US '70s funk scene, releasing odd albums in a sporadic manner, though, of course, this makes him far more interesting than the usual run-of-the-mill funkster. 1973's Super Natural was his second release, sounding like the bastard child of James Brown and Funkadelic, with huge helpings of Hendrix thrown in, making for a highly listenable rock/funk hybrid. There really isn't a bad track on the album, opener Rising Sign (Funky), Any Color and Flow Thru My Heart particularly standing out, with hardly any 'typical' soul of the period. Birdsong (is that really his name?) plays Mellotron, amongst other instruments (he had proper musical training, which explains a lot), with background strings on If I Ever, I Love You Michelle and Tune From Callicoon, although you'd barely know if it wasn't credited.
'75's Dance of Survival is another synth-led, post-psychedelic groove machine, getting even my terminally un-funky foot tapping, though those fat Moog lines help with my appreciation, I have to admit... Birdsong, apart from his fantastic full-on blaxploitation vocals, plays all manner of keys, including the ubiquitous clavinet (What's Your Sign?), the fattest MiniMoog ever (Possessed (Take The Evil Spirits Away)) and, of course, Mellotron. It's rather difficult to tell where the 'Tron appears for the first half of the album; I presume it provides the strings on the title track and Something Ain't Right (Gotta Go Home), although it sounds more like string synth. Side two's a different matter, though; Night Of The Full Moon and Your Smile Gave Birth To My Idea, are upfront 'Tron-a-go-go, with chordal string parts swamping the mix, almost drowning out the gospel-inflected backing vocalists, making this a little more of a 'Tron album than I'd at first thought.
So; you'll need to have a modicum of funk in your soul to enjoy these (rather surprising that I do, then), but there's some great keyboard work on both and the songs aren't bad. Pair of lost gems, actually, surely ripe for sampling, assuming they haven't been already (like, how would I know?). Decent 'Tron on two tracks on Dance of Survival, but don't pay a fortune.
Enfants d'Hiver (2008, 44.30) ***/½
|Prends Cette Main
À la Grâce de Toi
Oh Comment Ça Va?
|Il Fait Nuit
Aung San Suu Kyi
Je Suis au Bord de ta Fenêtre
I may list Jane Birkin as being British, but she's lived in France since the late '60s and is now, to all intents and purposes, a French artist(e). She'll never escape the notoriety of her infamous duet with Serge Gainsbourg, Je T'Aime... Moi Non-Plus, but nearly twenty years after his Gitanes-assisted death, she continues to record, releasing albums like 2008's really rather good Enfants d'Hiver. It's basically a French singer-songwriter effort, with little sign of Birkin's past life over the Channel, falling into the same general category as, say, French first lady Carla Bruni's work, albeit with considerably more gravitas, notably on the English-language Aung San Suu Kyi, where Birkin gets righteously political.
Fred (Frédéric) Maggi is credited with Mellotron on Période Bleue, but the otherwise uncredited solo violin line running through the song doesn't sound like any Mellotron I've ever heard (and I've heard a few, I can tell you). Still, innocent until proven guilty, eh? Overall, then, a quietly beautiful album for those who appreciate (honorary) French female chansonniers; as far as that Mellotron goes, this stays here until/if I should find out otherwise.
A Message From Birmingham Sunday (1968, 26.59) ***½/TTTT
Wondering What to Feel
You're Out of Line
Mr. Waters (The Judge)
Fate and the Magician
Peter Pan Revisited
|Time to Land
Don't Turn Around
Apparently only ever originally released as a test pressing, a mere handful of copies of A Message From Birmingham Sunday are in existence, making the odd volume fluctuation on the reissues a smaller deal than they might otherwise have been. Musically, it's fairly typical West Coast harmony pop with male/female vocals, operating at the lighter end of the Jefferson Airplane-esque spectrum; pleasant, if uninspiring.
This album is absolutely smothered in Paul Buff's Chamberlin strings; almost every track features a strong presence. I'm sure it was only used as a cheap string section substitute, with the unintended result that, nearly 40 years on, it can be regarded as a bona fide Chamby classic, even if it's a bit lightweight musically. So; a pleasant enough record (if a little bit wet), very much of its time, but shedloads of Chamby strings, often played quite innovatively, clearly in an attempt to emulate real strings rather than the usual 'block chord' organist's approach. If that's what you're after, buy.
Rebirth (1973, 38.15) ***/T½She's Got Nothing on You
No Shade is Real
Together Alone Tonight
Back From Hell
Plastic People (1975, 43.39) ***½/TPlastic People
Rockin' Rollin' Roller
This Song is Just for You
Birthcontrol (or Birth Control) were, at least going by their early material, one of those bands who seem to have ended up being labelled 'prog' without really being anything of the sort. Going by '73's Rebirth and the following year's double Live, they were more in the organ-driven hard rock vein, with some material stretching past the five-minute mark; think 'sort of a Teutonic Uriah Heep'. Their two guitar and keys lineup allowed for some interesting instrumental interplay on occasion; in fact, their keyboard player, Zeus B. Held (are you sure?!) went on to be a big-name producer in the eighties. It's interesting to hear that the man can actually play, with several ripping Hammond solos scattered throughout the album.
The actual material on offer here is quite ordinary fare, to be honest; several over-long boogie workouts that were probably more fun to record than they are to listen to, and an entirely unnecessary drum solo, complete with 'Moog drum' in album closer Back From Hell. It's not all bad news, though, with the beautiful 12-string guitar instrumental Grandjeanville, the instrumental ballad M.P.C. and the epic Together Alone Tonight. The latter two are the only Mellotron tracks here; M.P.C. has flutes and strings, and there's some more strings buried in the mix on Together Alone Tonight. Strangely, Herr Held is credited with, apart from 'Mellotrone' (sic), 'flute' on M.P.C. (straight quote). It's fairly obviously Mellotron; why make a point of mentioning it?
Two years on, however, Birthcontrol had discovered prog for real, making Plastic People a far better proposition. It still has its weak moments (unsurprisingly, Rockin' Rollin' Roller and This Song Is Just For You are among them), but overall, this is a band who've learnt how to write an intricate arrangement without sacrificing their ability to, er, 'rock'. No 'Tron until side two, with choirs from Held on Tiny Flashlights and brass, unusually, on Trial Trip.
Anyway, Rebirth is not bad, not great, although Plastic People is a noticeable improvement. The Mellotron use is OK, but not really worth buying either of them for.
Time for Answers (2005, 31.54) ***½/½
Her Big Man
Mike Hammer's Casting Guy Shuffle
Rust Colours My Dreams/Loaded
(Can't Stand to) See You Crying
She Got Me Bad
Time for Answers
If you didn't know better, going by the evidence on 2005's Time for Answers, you'd have no idea that Spain's Biscuit weren't America's latest garage/powerpop sensation, so accurate is their homage. The album is all American accents and raw guitar jangle, best heard on opener You're Everywhere, the punky Her Big Man, The Georgia Satellites on heat of She Got Me Bad and the powerpop gem otherwise known as the title track.
Santi Garcia is credited with Mellotron, but the background strings on You're Everywhere could be just about anything, although since they're not actually completely identifiable as samples, this will have to stay here until/if I find otherwise. The presence of Mellotronic sounds are fairly irrelevant, actually; this is a prime example of how to get it right in the world of powerpop. Well worth hearing.
Nights at the Circus (2007, 45.42) ***/½
|Nights at the Circus
I am You
Never Seen Your Face
After the Party
On My Own Again
Bishnu "Bishi" Priya is a London-based musician who successfully combines influences from her ancestral home and her actual one on her debut album, 2007's Nights at the Circus, with various Indian and British forms jostling for space; well, when was the last time you heard harp and sitar on the same track? The overall effect, given that this is essentially pop music, is really rather good, knocking seven shades of unholy shit out of the identikit so-called 'r'n'b' nonsense that infests our airwaves like a particularly virulent virus.
Bishi plays the (real?) Mellotron herself, with a short flute part on Never Seen Your Face, although the strings sound fairly generic. If you're looking for something a little different in the female-fronted line, Bishi's album may just fit the bill; you're not going to buy it for its Mellotron use, but that's pretty par for the course, really.
La Vie est une Fête (2014, 46.23) ***/T
|Ma Fleur Bleue
La Vie est une Fête
La Voix des Étoiles
Le Rêve Bleu
Au Loin s'Envolent les Nuages
|Un Accord Bleu
Irina Björklund was born in Sweden and grew up in Finland, also living in France during her childhood, before working in America as an actress; a true citizen of the world, then. Her second album, 2014's La Vie est une Fête, consists of Finnish songs translated into French, played in that very Gallic, light jazz chanson style that evolved after the war. Personal favourite? The mournful Lui, but you'd have to have a rather hard heart to really object to this music.
Markus Nordenstreng plays Chamberlin on the album. Real? I have no effective method for telling, so I'll have to give it the benefit of the doubt, even though I've no idea where he may've sourced a working machine. Anyway, we get a flute melody on the title track and more flutes on La Voix Des Étoiles, but as for the unidentified woodwindish sound on Le Rêve Bleu? Unknown. A decent record then, but I really wouldn't bother for the tape-replay.
Uncivilized Love (2003, 42.23) **/T
When You Go
Over a Great Wall
|Catch Your Breath
Never Before Our Time
Gus Black (originally just Gus) is an LA-based indie singer-songwriter whose work has, to my complete lack of surprise, been used on TV shows of the Grey's Anatomy variety. I haven't heard his two Gus albums from the '90s, both featuring Mellotron or Chamberlin use, but 2003's Uncivilized Love really is the drippiest load of old tosh I've heard since, well, the last one. The title track is a passable enough acoustic number, but the bulk of the record wusses along with the best (or worst) of 'em; welcome to the mainstream, boys'n'girls. Is there a standout track? Yes, actually: the surreal, acoustic version of Black Sabbath's Paranoid, last verse taken almost a capella, which really has to be heard to be believed.
Black plays Mellotron, with a flute melody and a string line on Dry Kisses, flute chords on Debut and strings on Despacio, assuming it's real, which it quite possibly isn't. It'd be nice if Black's two earlier relevant albums weren't as bad as this, but I'm not holding out too much hope.
Reverence for Fallen Trees (2009, 34.52/44.15) ***½/T (T½)
An Ocean and Peril
Old, Dim Light
Reverence for Fallen Trees
I Shall Cross This River
Walked-on Wood (2011 version)]
Darkling, I Listen (2012, 23.25) ***½/TTT½The Aftermath (of This Unfortunate Event)
The Flooded Road (Built on Sand)
Darkling, I Listen
An Archer, a Dancer
Quiet, Humble Man
Groningen's The Black Atlantic sit somewhere in between that rather American form of haunted, ghostly folk-influenced style and the quieter end of modern indie (Fleet Foxes are a vague reference point), with hints of Sigur Rós' superior post-rock thrown in for good measure.
Their debut, 2009's Reverence for Fallen Trees, opens with Baiulus, a piano-and-massed vocal piece featuring faint echoes of The Beach Boys's Our Prayer, following with another drumless track, Fragile Meadow. I have to say, I actually prefer the tracks where they lock the drummer in a cupboard, particularly the mandolin-fuelled Dandelion; the Sigur Rós comparison especially rears its head on the bonus re-recorded version of Walked-On Wood, but is a constant subliminal companion throughout the record. Matthijs Herder (Oceana Company, several Colossus Project albums) adds Mellotron flutes and strings to Madagascar, with gentle flutes and choirs on bonus track Ella, making this a relatively low-priority Mellotron album, more worth hearing for the actual music.
2012's Darkling, I Listen EP carries on the good work, paring their writing down to the essentials, possibly making a better record than its predecessor in the process. Highlights include the title track and An Archer, A Dancer, but there's no dead wood here whatsoever. Herder adds Mellotron strings to The Flooded Road (Built On Sand) and the title track, with a major part, ever so slightly reminiscent of Genesis' iconic Watcher Of The Skies, on the latter. We also get flutes, strings and choirs on An Archer, A Dancer and flutes and strings on closer Quiet, Humble Man, making for a most satisfying listen all round.
The Black Atlantic are really rather good at what they do, I have to say, particularly on Darkling, I Listen, easily the better Mellotronic release of the two. Recordings of an intermittent, quiet beauty that should appeal to lovers of the gentler end of things, then. Recommended.