Astrobrite's joy is backwards and blistering like a television screen through a digital camera, pixels up close and smudged into one another, slow motion explosions create every song on this record, all twenty of them, each this kind of indelible incredible, mainly because I like to think it as the work of one guy (maybe it is, I haven't researched on account of wanting to keep the mythos alive) who makes music next to the airport using only the jet engines and the sweet smell of it's residue as inspiration. It's not a lonely life, but it sure makes his apartment seem way smaller than it is.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
SPARKLEFACE
Astrobrite's joy is backwards and blistering like a television screen through a digital camera, pixels up close and smudged into one another, slow motion explosions create every song on this record, all twenty of them, each this kind of indelible incredible, mainly because I like to think it as the work of one guy (maybe it is, I haven't researched on account of wanting to keep the mythos alive) who makes music next to the airport using only the jet engines and the sweet smell of it's residue as inspiration. It's not a lonely life, but it sure makes his apartment seem way smaller than it is.
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