“Such is the dreamy confidence of this record that the strange phasing noises on Shoobaba and Sushi Stake Out mutate (with the add of a growling guitar line or two) into a magnificent dreamscape that is very reminiscent of Super Furry Animals…”
“Such is the dreamy confidence of this record that the strange phasing noises on Shoobaba and Sushi Stake Out mutate (with the add of a growling guitar line or two) into a magnificent dreamscape that is very reminiscent of Super Furry Animals…”
Borko – Celebrating Life
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Another great release from Morr, Celebrating Life kicks off with the affirming Continental Love, a thumping instrumental, with the odd Godspeed styling. Following the spacey (and very Scandinavian) lament Spoonstabberinn – a track which employs some bubbly noises and a brass section to great effect – things really start to hint at an LP of a special nature. It’s laid back, and ever so slightly maudlin, but somehow avoids becoming cloying or overly eccentric (in a way that many Scando artists sadly do).
It doesn’t stop here. Such is the dreamy confidence of this record that the strange phasing noises on Shoobaba and Sushi Stake Out mutate (with the add of a growling guitar line or two) into a magnificent dreamscape that is very reminiscent of Super Furry Animals…
Breaking things up, Dingdong Kingdom is a spooky keyboard-led travelogue, sounding like something from a Sound Gallery compilation. Until it suddenly stops for a vocal “break”: further, a break that uses the odd line from Lionel Richie’s Hello… Summer Logic is softer, but in many ways the best track on here; a quiet, almost static synth note allows a feathery melody to traipse around it. Things build up to a brass-addled lament that reaches a satisfying crescendo five minutes in. Doo Doo is plain weird (but enjoyable), lots of “Doo Doo”’s are sung until a frisky work out envelops the earlier winsomeness in a swirl of brass and guitars. Last but by no means least, Hondo and Borko trips softly along with the odd trumpet for company, well for a little while, then it decides to party. It’s very child-like, but lots of fun.
This LP is the shit, you hear me?
Words: Richard Foster