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Solid Space – Tenth Planet.

“Ever wondered what The Chills might have sounded like if they'd grown up locked in a windowless bedroom in a London suburb with only fuzzy videos of Gerry Anderson shows and old Dr. Who episodes to keep them company?

Me neither, but I'm delighted to have an answer all the same.”

- That's a reductive and deeply unsatisfactory summation I recently made of ‘Space Museum’ by Solid Space – an extraordinarily good album, apparently self-released on cassette in the year I was born and subsequently lost to history, until it started turning up on some of the more interesting music-sharing blogs recently.

Seriously, the more I listen to this, the better it gets. I’m at a loss trying to say anything about that wouldn’t just sound stupid.

Startlingly good song-writing and a sparse, incredibly evocative sound; mystic communion with the flickering mythos of low budget British sci-fi; hazy legacies of gentle suburban bedroom psychedelia and post-punk experimentation hanging heavy, all set off with a real emotive/narrative kick. An instant favourite – one of the most gloriously affecting things I’ve heard in ages.

Not gonna link directly, but I’m sure you know where to look.

Labels: Solid Space, song reviews