“Let me tell you now, Avatar is classic stuff, very different than their previous recordings; as it eschews more of a classic rock sound, and is very much in thrall to earlier exponents of the space rock genre.”
“On the other side of the spectrum the ponderous review websites cast their beady eye over this brilliantly DIY slab of orange vinyl and derided it as some puerile attempt at humour. Drowned in Sound attacking you? What was that saying again – “being savaged by a dead sheep” or something?”
“From the mundane to the grandiose these five men have created a writhing, seething slab of life-affirming pop which combines the current vogue for ‘music to dance to’ with a requirement to think.”
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I’m sure that Bill Drummond is an awfully nice chap. He obviously does lots of amusing things. But, there again, lots of other people do amusing things as well. Without feeling the need to publicise their actions in a book, dressed up with artistic pretensions.
“It might appear on first listen that this is a pleasant but ultimately insubstantial album. You would be wrong: the songs have immediacy but they also linger long after having listened to them. Gorky‘s are dead. Long live the Gorkies.”
“Yorkston sees himself as part of a different tradition – he sees himself as working in a similar way to people like Can and Scott Walker, people who don’t so much blend and merge genres as smash them to pieces and leave music that cannot be categorised. I’m not sure from the evidence of Yorkston’s three albums that I’d put him in such a tradition (and can there be a category of the uncategorisable?) ”
“The result, as with much of Reich’s work from this period, can be to send the listener into an almost trance like state, or, if the listener rails against the rigid patterns, into a state of almost unparalleled annoyance.”
To me, Roscoe is me going for it but I can see where people would hear that and be, “Now that’s kind of like soft rock.”
It would have a touch of the Belle and Sebastian’s about it if it weren’t so quiet.
If I give myself a chance to be anal about the vocals I will take every available opportunity to go on and on until I’m fucked. So I did.