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...Look Me in the Eye Sister” is one of the album’s true gems. An understated rock song, its heavy guitar riff is punctuated with a bristling synth energy that climbs toward a rousing climax, successfully exploiting the sultry, dulcet tones of guest vocalist Jess Larrabee. The album contains many such collaborations, which successfully harness the youthful musical energy of a diverse range of artists, including Nick Littlemore from Empire of the Sun, and British pop superstar Will Young...
...Have One on Me” also boasts symphonic arrangements, an unfamiliar element in Newsom’s repertoire. On track nine, “In California,” theatrical strings swell to a climax topped off by the trilling of flutes and orchestral percussion. Without overpowering, the arrangements effectively enhance the harp playing which makes up the song’s foundation, and along with Newsom’s flawless vocals, they add a new and rich sound to her vast inventory...
Zisiadis presents a more narrative view. “You take people through a journey the whole night, building up the music into peaks, bringing it back down, teasing the audience, and then bringing it back up into a marvelous climax.” Though Zisiadis may lack Thorn’s reserved sensitivity, it is clear that they are saying the same thing in two different languages. For both artists, the DJing act is one devoted to crowd pleasure...
Accompanying Meiberg’s affected voice are his equally affected lyrics. A particularly insufferable track is “Corridors,” which depicts a man being tortured by the man-made world. At the climax of the song, Meiberg screams out, “Chain him to the burning carousel / Till the horses tire / Blast away the bearings of his life / Till his eyes are wild / Till his eyes are white.” This violent imagery is the epitome of how appalling Meiberg’s hatred for the man-made can be. Yet his overbearing...
...Reger fugue. Occasionally, you could hear him calling “Dyet! Dyet! Dyet!” in the syncopated passages of the first movement of the “Eroica” or loudly exhaling a sensual, satisfied “Syaaah!” at the climax of the second movement of the Fourth. While a certain sort of listener might find those noises distracting, it is energizing to realize that the even best conductors love the music they do because it fills them with the same sort of impulse to sing along and dance that anyone catches...