This movie has so many ideas and doesn’t know what to do with them all.
Like all good collaborations, something new and interesting was forged out of that which was familiar.
My Father My King is ultimately an extremely loud footnote in Mogwai’s history.
Sufjan Stevens displays a real knack for taking his arsenal of abstract sounds and letting them go wild without damaging his music’s integrity.
There is a great album at the heart of Drukqs. It’s just unfortunate that you have wade through two for it.
Travis shifted between the spark-fueled rock on their sophomore effort and the simmering pop songs on their latest.
At times brilliant and interesting, I often found it slow and just barely limping along.
Each song feels perfectly, beautifully natural, an outlet for a man trying to cope with death and loss.
It vaguely reminds me of some of the Revolutionary Army of the Infant Jesus’ material.
You get the feeling that, in order to truly appreciate this music, you need to see the movie.