‘Abandoned In Spring’ is an album which is that increasingly rare thing, a deeply personal work of art that though created by someone else becomes fiercely your own in expression.
Author: Bantering Ram
Music addict, devoted servant to our cats. Almost all that I do by way of 'work' is to allow me to indulge in writing, music, running, cycling...mostly
Writer’s Ramble (Not A Rant)
Art is interpretive, at least good art definitely is. What it tells you changes with time. You discover nuances as you experience it more. All of that is lost in your hurry to be in there among the first with your ill-formed, poorly informed opinion. How can you be a trusted guide when you are constantly waylaid by the ruffians of short-term gains?
The Art And Craft Of Rule-Breaking
Recognisability and similarity bestow upon us the coziness of comfort. It’s our surprising variations, though, that make us interesting and push us to develop. What Obey Cobra has done on ‘Oblong’ is to wrap subversive art in the comfort wear of familiarity and done it well, for it’s a fine balance that the band has struck.
A Bouquet Of Excellence
To call this EP “lovely” would be to merely mouth a platitude. It is not “lovely”. It is indescribably beautiful in the perverse way that deep melancholy can be.
Fucked Up Masterpiece
…astoundingly diverse range of musical realms all of which somehow turns out natural the way this bunch does it. That takes an extreme level of intelligence, imagination, and skill to accomplish. I am tempted to use the word genius…
Satire For Our Times
…a grossly under-rated album when it should be hailed as an astonishing act of independence breaking away from the par for course. The tragedy of our world is such that years after its release its themes continue to be relevant and will do so, I’m afraid, for a long time to come.
Vylany Knows No Bounds
In throwing a fist at a smug privileged and entrenched lot and in driving for some of that change, Bob Vylan’s music is one of the most important of our times. I haven’t heard anything like this, delivered the way it is.
Machina Sapiens
The machines are here, even if that’s not exactly music to the ears. We are the machines.
Five Singer Punch
And music will rain down upon you as fine spray to gladden your heart or a fiery shower to incense your soul or black acid to madden your mind and rip you apart or the last deluge to wrap you in its tempestuous folds. Music. It will claim you. In terms of the sheer quantity…
Far From Middling
‘Meso’ means middle but there’s nothing middle-of-the-road about what Project Mishram and their collaborators have pulled off on this exceptional album.
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