This CD reminds me of two things:1. You know the radio station that's always playing dance music — not pop songs, but, like, remixes of songs faded into one another? I fail to understand the purpose of this kind of radio station, because I can only imagine one scenario in which anyone would listen to it, and that's a bunch of girls with terribly platinum hair and tube tops pre-gaming for a night out at a bunch of clubs. I can't imagine that this audience is loyal enough to actually keep such radio stations in business, so I remain confounded. But the bleeding of one song into another on The Avalanches' album was similar - I couldn't tell when one song ended and another began, and while the music is obviously better than what one might find on the aforementioned station, it's nothing to write home about.
2. When you're listening to someone who's just starting to learn how to improvise in jazz, you'll hear them find a pattern of a couple notes and then repeat it for measure after measure because their brain's not quick enough to make up anything more complicated. That's the other impression that every song but one on Since I Left You gave me - it was a DJ saying, "Look what I mixed! Now...listen to it a few times to let it sink in." It gets boring, and quickly.
The one shining star on this CD is, of course, "Frontier Psychiatrist," both because it's cohesive and epic. It doesn't sound like anything else on any other album out there; were it not surrounded by songs that seem almost literally capable of numbing one's mind, I would rank this album far higher than I do.
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