Some of the instrumentations I heard in this album are so complex that I had to pause, compose myself (get it?), and re-listen to fully understand what I had just consumed. The drums that kick in at 3:20 on the intro track "To the Bin My Friend, Tonight We Vacate Earth", the vocals sprinkled throughout the record, hypnotizing piano/bass combinations in "Dry Fantasy", the layers in "Ceiling Granny", intricate and gorgeously post-rock in their DNA, with the flare of indie like a pinch of salt. It's the type of music passages you want to share with your grandkids.
Hyperboles and tongue-in-cheek words aside, the 10th album by 26 year-old band Mogwai is what I like to call "another one for the books." The post-modern rock-&-roll hall of fame yearly entry for one that hasn't quite yet been created- a hall of fame that admits that experimental music is an acceptable attribute for the genre that is "Rock." Redefining what can be done with traditional rock instruments has always been the post-rock backbone, and experimentation is at the core of this. Mogwai doesn't shy from this, as usual. After all, they defined this genre for what it is today.
As The Love Continues is weighted and balanced, in the chaos that is their song composition. It is the quiet end to a Sunday night before a long Monday shift, and the peace that comes from letting go of that nightly turmoil just in time for morning coffee the next day.
82/100
Track Listing:
To the Bin My Friend, Tonight We Vacate Earth
Here We, Here We, Here We Go Forever
Dry Fantasy
Ritchie Sacramento
Drive the Nail
Fuck Off Money
Ceiling Granny
Midnight Flit
Pat Stains
Supposedly, We Were Nightmares
It's What I Want to Do, Mum
2/19/21
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