VACUUM

Dear band, with "Damage Mode", you proclaim the color black pastel. Follow-up of a happy recovery wall mellotron. One of the notable differences with the previous album lies in guitars. Changing guitarist but even inspiration side flights of the young saint Hackett. Halftone version bittersweet. While retaining power and enjoyment.

The end of "Wonderland" does not he have one of "The Lamia" (The Lamb ... - 1974) in the crosshairs? The shadow of the sacrificial lamb that is found everywhere, in particular in the blackness of "Godness." OK, I grant you, your Ghost 2001 was full bow to Genesis 72-73. So we win at least one year. Big deal, changing lightning. Promise me one thing, if you intend for your next disc to attack the diptych Trick Of The Tail / Wind And Wuthering, look no further; after that, there is much more to what prostrate.

I know, I know, you have lesson from anyone and nothing prevents you for giving us such a show of force on the part of compositions and setting its (almost no hollow point). Of course, I grant you, your music is nothing boring, she moved without raising nauseating clouds of dust. The sublime "Shining Bald Heads' between power and lightness morbid deadpan humor, but always ready to explode heart, can even be described as exemplary success. And we can see here and there a few tendencies you stand out from the prestigious heritage (no specific title but a hardening tendency that gives the feeling).

In addition, your talent, strength of conviction and your allegiance to your precious elders command respect of a fan the first time like me. Your ability to revive the magic, with perhaps a little less melodic grace, but enjoying today means, it impresses me greatly. But you know how impressionable I am.

Let's be clear, the only song that could be a bridge between two eras, the percussive "Goddess", where you press the nail typing but we badly on the head, a bit like the last IQ. In total, Vacuum (I promise to send a bullet to the first idiot who dares to play a bad puns about this title) is not an extraordinary originality but a constant refinement. The style is great, without sentimentality, with passion, the fire inside the filament, no history of green meadows and elves but here under the current moon monsters escaped experience of mad scientists. All this enough for me to travel in space and time where your music continues to burn me like a caress: barely touched you it has its purpose, she already precipitated the loss. Ah, I can already hear the sneering happen. It may not be much time I have left. Not a minute to lose. I look through your "Emptyness" attractive.