Tears… starts like much of this LP, in a fairly disjointed but very beautiful way before sounding like some mad Gothic/Jim Stein outer-space opera.
Earthling Society – Tears of Andromeda, Black Sails Against the Sky
Fabulous! Another Earthling Society LP... What of course is even more fabulous about Tears... is that it is a stunning record; more spacious (if that can be possible) that the other releases. No, Tears... possesses a beautiful inbuilt confidence in the delivery, and a magisterial sound that almost eclipses the previous efforts.
And a cover that (surely deliberately) imitates Tangerine Dream's ultra serene Zeit...
It all points to a deliberate statement of intent.
The opener Wromg! is just so bloody cocky in the way it builds up a beautiful rhythmic noise that ultimately just disappears into the ether; whereas Black Country Sorceror is akin to a stately galleon, proudly and serenely floating through deep space. Miss Liberty's Morning Dew trades a bit of this serenity for a slightly naff, Bingo Masters Break Out keyboard sound and high pitched vocals to create another abstract, magisterial burn-out that has you nodding along quite contentedly.
Three long tracks (as in ten minutes plus) now dominate the recording; these are Lucifer Starlight, A Song For John Donne and Tears of Andromeda – Black Sails Against The Sky (which itself is in four parts). Lucifer Starlight feels very disjointed, and has the feel of a very stoned work out in a cathedral (reminding me of the Bunnymen's Channel 4 Play at Home efforts in Liverpool Cathedral, way back when... but only if the organising of that particular set had been left to Will Sergeant). Seven minutes in all hell breaks loose, and everything gets euphoric.
A Song For John Donne starts with a disjointed voice floating through space before breaking into a sort of loose-limbed orchestral cacophony. It is actually very strange music; but music that always holds something very beautiful in its grasp. Half way in, things settle down somewhat to become an acoustic song of sorts. Tears... starts like much of this LP, in a fairly messy but very beautiful way before sounding like some mad Gothic/Jim Stein outer-space opera. Almost Transparent Blue wraps things up with a very beautiful dreamy space voyage.
What more do I need to say?
Words: Richard Foster.