12-22-2020, 08:56 AM
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one-balled nipple jockey
Join Date: Dec 2010
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This reviewer on Amazon is on to something
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Michael Gira's decision to move on from the current iteration of Swans is a bittersweet but ultimately wise one - on the one hand, these Swans have given me memorable, moving, immersive and incomparably powerful live experiences, the memory of which I'll always treasure. On the other, and on the evidence of this album, they have reached a point of repeating themselves, have become predictable, almost cosy, Swans by numbers, trapped in a single means of expression that is slowly but surely losing its impact.
Whisper it, but I find this album a boring endurance test. Background music. To me, it sounds like another retread of The Seer, its musical expression and language shorn of much of its power by a feeling of familiarity, comfort even. Bloated song lengths - check. Telegraphic tormented lyrics, bellowed portentously - check. The last thing I want from Swans is comfort and the feeling that I don't actually need to listen to the music to know what it will sound like, and I am saddened that the talent of this group is being used to give us more of the same old same old, when I am sure they are capable of so much more adventure.
I'm excited to hear what Mr Gira has for us next - whether it be a new incarnation of Swans, a revival of Angels of Light or a brand new project - and I look forward as much as always to seeing these fantastic musicians together one last time in London in few weeks.
But this record is unlikely to be played very often in my house.
Hats off, Michael Gira, for understanding that the time has come to move on before Swans become a self-parody.
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