ARTICLES
Benoît Pioulard's Précis
Label: Dynamophone
Label: Hidden Shoal

ALBUMS
Aemae
A Lily
Arc Lab
Blotnik Brothers
Gui Boratto
Cagesan
Jeremy Caulfield
Loren Dent
Do Make Say Think
Eats Tapes
Enduser
Domink Eulberg
Explosions in the Sky
Michael Fahres
The Field
Frivolous
Maximilian Hecker
Hug
Hush Arbors
Jan-M. Iversen
Espen Jørgensen
Kattoo
O.Lamm
Bruce Levingston
Tobias Lilja
Lusine
Marcia Blaine School
The Missing Ensemble
Nebulo
Ölvis
Charlemagne Palestine
Palomar
Pornopop
The Postmarks
Propergol Y Colargol
The Retail Sectors
R/R Coseboom
Sankt Otten
Scratch Massive
Slow Dancing Society
Stars of the Lid
subtractiveLAD
Sunosis
Aoki Takamasa
Amon Tobin
Tokyo Mask
Kate Wax
Wes Willenbring
Windmill

COMPILATIONS/MIXES
Chaos.Lovers
Cryosphere
Hub: 2004-2005
Rufs
Satoshi Tomiie

3" /7" /10"/12"/EPs
Agnes
AM/PM
Arctic Sunrise
Audion
Characterize 1
Dartriix
Death is Nothing To Fear
Don't Be A Stranger
Einóma
Fusiphorm
Heartthrob
Human Nature
Infant Cycle / Antmanuv
Lilienweiss
Luci
Mauve
Paco Osuna
Ben Parris
Carola Pisaturo
Portable
Sutekh
System
Aoki Takamasa
Cortney Tidwell
Andy Vaz

Explosions in the Sky: All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone
Temporary Residence

That All Of A Sudden I Miss Everyone opens with an epic flamethrower of an overture (“The Birth and Death of the Day”) is entirely in keeping with the symphonic style Explosions In The Sky nurtures so methodically throughout the 44-minute album. Of course, ‘symphonic' shouldn't be construed literally; the term instead describes the quartet's penchant for rapid, even abrupt shifts from euphoric axe shredding to hymnal quietude; Explosions In The Sky's approach is also symphonic in its emphasis on through-composed writing over individual soloing. Having played since 1999, the ‘instrumental rock' group—guitarists Mark Smith and Munaf Rayani, bassist Michael James, and drummer Chris Hrasky—often sounds like it's operating telepathically, especially when each of the album's six pieces segues seamlessly into the next. On its fourth album, the quartet's ecstatic attack at times resembles the grandiose wail of bagpipes while galloping rhythms, chiming guitar lattices, and delicate interweaves offer ample pleasures elsewhere. The album's most beautiful moments arrive, however, during the final piece, “So Long, Lonesome,” an elegant, piano-enhanced coda that is worth the price of admission all by itself.

April 2007