Quality. Not Weight. Appreciate. And Float.

I have a tempered appreciation for Secret Machines.

In short, sharp bursts, I’m down with their business. Epic, lush, considered, rendered, a nice repose to the Do-It-Now take on visceral, up front times that we tumble on in.

But, prolonged exposure leaves me a bit flat, as it never really does anything new, nothing that really makes me step back and think, ‘hang on, what’s that all about’. It wouldn’t be right to say it’s all be done before, but then again, maybe it has. Maybe that’s the problem. I suppose it’s a case of never mind the quality, feel the weight.

These moments should be treasured though. The finest example of Secret Machines in splendid moderation is the combined b-sides to their Nowhere Again single, which adds up to nearly 14 minutes of wondrousness. It’s quiet, it’s loud, it’s epic, it’s proud, there are sounds of spaceships taking off in the background, it sounds like the mad-arse Judge bit in The Wall, it has a four minute mental out to end, and to top it all, it‘s a bonafide heartbreaker.

You can make your own mind up if you want anymore here. And if you do, you can get it from here.

Quality. Not weight. Appreciate. And float.

Secret Machines – An Epic Case Of Mistaken Identity I

Secret Machines – An Epic Case Of Mistaken Identity II