The fact that the band caught me off-guard, and in the most unassuming of manners, bodes well in my book.
The trans-Channel duo have chosen to release an even more hushed and muted collection of songs.
These are vast recordings, traveling from the deepest crypts to the furthest reaches of space.
The new disc is far less skronky and cacophonous, its melodies having been burnished to a chrome-like, Euro-chic sheen.
In addition to these fresh, exciting elements, the album also features some of the most honest, spiritual songs that Martin has written in, well, quite some time.
Is being a dumb schmuck all I have to forward to in marriage?
The innocence of Martin’s music has always been one of the main attractions that Joy Electric has had for me.
The album consists of lovely, hushed versions of Ronnie’s joyous pop songs.
This is just confirmation that Air is one of the greatest bands around right now.