I’ve had this sitting in my iTunes for a month – how in the world have I not yet listened to the new Menomena? I’m a moron. I think I started listening to it once, and it felt like it was going to be too intense, so I gave up. Leave it to an insomniatic night to solve that problem.
This one sounds like a dream you can’t wake from: typical pounding percussion, new storylines dancing at the edges of the consciousness and weaving themselves into the narrative just enough for it to seem otherworldly, abrupt and inexplicable shifts in tone and texture. But that’s what makes Menomena great, and propels the group effort above each member’s solo work.
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