In what is reminiscent of a darker version of Hunter S. Thompson's opening to
Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas, you can only ask: Where did these birds come from, these terrible, dark birds? Even if this isn't real, it seems like it might be. Like all good fears, these are completely imaginary as
Austra's thudding "The Beat and the Pulse" evokes
the Knife or
School of Seven Bells as the forerunners to this type of spacious, industrial music. The machines are unrelenting, sucking us under while vocals attack from above. Both claustrophobic, taut and expansive and austere, Austra have crafted a downtown single that refuses basic systems of order, instead choosing outright assault from the darkest of corners; birds searching for clarion. If you're ripped to bits, it will be because you imagined all this was true, possible and very much happening.
Listen :: Austra - "The Beat and the Pulse"
1 comment:
First listen thought it sounded great, even propelling me up into the kitchin to stretch my back and dance. But to say "If you're ripped to bits, it will be because you imagined all this was true, possible and very much happening" can't help comparing to Campbell Kneal's mammoth compositions and and wondering if this PR writer know's how deep it can actually go.
It stands in front though.
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