Review: Wave Machines, The Bodega, by Francis Brian
WAVE Machines make frank music. They don't build songs using a money-spinning guide or fame calculator; that game is for shallow artists.
This robo-folk fusion has the power to harpoon a dragon; filling unforgiving seas with fiery egotism whilst seizing status back on dry land.
But timing is everything.
Keep The Lights On stays true to their quiet cause by ripping through arrogant mainstream tantrums.
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Its soothing calypso-beat tells people that sunlight does occasionally cast new faith over the harsh winds and deep snows of life.
The set surfs on a tide of honest, clipped vocal streams; slaloming boldly through the veins of a world nailed to dark canvas.
Mistakes, worries and sighs; all are washed away by the cool serenity of Punk Spirit's soapy balm.
This band doesn't overwork material. Their delicately synthesised indietronica remains a fragile, incubated organ; too delicate to survive a zealous push for stardom. But it grows stronger each day through stewardship which appreciates the bigger picture.
They've whittled down to priceless bones of tight ingenuity, without giving away their secret dedication.
Nothing kills the mood like relentless honing, but it remains a necessary component of success.Wave Machines have beaten this paradox hands down.