INFINITY

Overly ambitious, immature, sublime, epic, aggressive, beautiful, pretentious, honest. These are just a few of the ways I can describe Devin's second solo release. Especially when compared with some of his recent work, which tends to be more subdued and accessible, Infinity stands out as epitomizing the youthful grandiosity of his early work, and I can't help but continue to smile when I hear it. Maybe it's because it reminds me of the way I was when I listened to this album regularly -- young, full of unrealized possibility, bold and afraid -- but I sometimes wonder why I don't seem to discover new progressive music like this anymore. Is it because I don't hear music in the same way that I did when I was a stargazing teenager, always looking for (and sometimes finding) deeper meaning in simple things? Or is it because all of my favorite prog artists, Devin included, were in their prime when I first began discovering their music ten years ago? Perhaps they were, but for me, Devin is in his prime with Infinity precisely because he is full of the wonder, angst, and hopefulness that we sometimes lose touch with as we get older. Infinity reminds me how I felt when I was 20, and it makes me smile every time.