Godspeed You! Black Emperor
Godspeed You! Black Emperor proves that the storm after silence can be deafening. On their new CD, which is packaged in unbreakable cardboard, they make a powerfully resonating statement, both political and personal, which continues to reverberate. Words fail.
CD | Godspeed You! Black Emperor ●●●●
Allelujah! Don’t bend! Ascend! post-rock (Constellation/Konkurrent)
It is ten years since the experimental Canadian post-rock collective released its last album. But the band members, which beside three electric guitarists, a violinist, and a four-member rhythm section, always includes somebody responsible for the 16mm film projections, survived the split. The four tracks on Allelujah! Don’t Bend! Ascend! equal more than fifty minutes of the most penetrating instrumental bliss: ranging from soothing to grim and back again, constantly vacillating between hope and despair, somewhat like the band’s world view. Godspeed You! Black Emperor makes an immediate bull’s-eye with “Mladic”, which begins with fragments of sound that are like objets trouvés reminiscent of war. Fans will recognise it as “Albanian” from the live set, but on the disc it sounds even stronger. The six-minute drone “Their Helicopters Sing” then grabs you by the scruff of the neck and is, like brother-in-arms “Strung Like Lights at Thee Printemps Erable”, mechanical and human in equal measure. Dross turns to art in the hands of these snare beaters.
Allelujah! Don’t bend! Ascend! post-rock (Constellation/Konkurrent)
It is ten years since the experimental Canadian post-rock collective released its last album. But the band members, which beside three electric guitarists, a violinist, and a four-member rhythm section, always includes somebody responsible for the 16mm film projections, survived the split. The four tracks on Allelujah! Don’t Bend! Ascend! equal more than fifty minutes of the most penetrating instrumental bliss: ranging from soothing to grim and back again, constantly vacillating between hope and despair, somewhat like the band’s world view. Godspeed You! Black Emperor makes an immediate bull’s-eye with “Mladic”, which begins with fragments of sound that are like objets trouvés reminiscent of war. Fans will recognise it as “Albanian” from the live set, but on the disc it sounds even stronger. The six-minute drone “Their Helicopters Sing” then grabs you by the scruff of the neck and is, like brother-in-arms “Strung Like Lights at Thee Printemps Erable”, mechanical and human in equal measure. Dross turns to art in the hands of these snare beaters.
Even more often, however, we hear beautifully sonorous extensions of their anti-corporate philosophy of life, like in “We Drift Like Worried Fire”, that appears to run the gamut of life stages and attendant emotions, finally to disappear into the waves at the end.
7/11, 19.30, SOLD OUT!, Koninklijk Circus/Cirque Royal
7/11, 19.30, SOLD OUT!, Koninklijk Circus/Cirque Royal
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