F# A# ∞

When most acts, regardless of genre, were eating themselves up and running the same tired formula into the ground there were a few acts forming something a bit more exclusive. In the time of fast living and short attention spans Godspeed You Black Emperor! surprizingly worked. And I suppose because at the time it was a much needed shot in arm, if only to escape the nothingness that surrounded it. The dense fat lengthy orchestrated tunes were curious, hypnotic and engaging, slowed down the melancholic pace opened the mind, you could roll a joint while becoming saturated in the intro of any piece as it grew and became condensed into the atmosphere. The music grew. If anything the only negative I had with F# A# oo was the political narrative behind and which inspired some of the music, but I could forget that and deal with it as best I could, I much prefer my music to be as apolitical as possible. There was a time when albums and their cover artwork somehow combined together and gelled to form one, you could almost taste the music from the cover so to speak. For the first time in a very long while the cover of F# A# oo spoke to me and told me of the story that could be contained within if I was only eager to venture.