Randy Rose is definitely trying for some edgy, dark sound with this record, but never really reaches it.
This is a soundtrack for outer space, with all of its wonders and terrors.
It sure sounds dreamy and catchy, but its style definitely reigns over its substance.
The fact that I received this CD in the mail half an hour ago and I’m already gushing over it should say something for its quality.
At times, the album is a beautiful, eerie lullaby only to dissolve into sounds of gloom and despair.
The songs fall in the verse-chorus-verse pattern in its purest and catchiest form.
Much of the music seems too thickly enshrouded by its sonic fog to hold your interest for very long.
I’m sure you’ll find some of these songs play in your finer salons and clothing stores.
These guys are obviously talented, too talented to be writing music that is too often bland and un-involving.
Moving Pictures is yet another in a long line of pop groups who make music so sweet and catchy that it’s almost sickening.
Rich’s music is often dark and forboding, but it also sounds completely natural and familiar.
Most of the album makes you realize how cool Tom Jones is in his later years.
Matthews seems to love to play with words as much as as he loves to play with orchestration and arrangements.
If you’re of a sensitive disposition, you won’t like this album. Trust me.
Tension and apprehension lie throughout this entire record, mixed with breakneck beats and rhythms. And it works beautifully.
This would be pretty unlistenable stuff except for the infectious beats and bass that keep your head nodding and your eyes glazed the whole time.
‘Post to Wire’ sounds like something you’d expect from a label like 4AD rather than what was once the home of grunge.
Call it brilliant, call it wrong, but it will certainly cause listeners with a more delicate palate some pause.
Simply put, this album reaffirms all that’s good and golden with pop music.