Crown of Creation, the album, occurs for me like an unplanned little side trip to a dark, warm, welcoming, yet secret kind of place. A charming, understated, quiet respite, after the raucous, joyous noise of After Bathing At Baxters, and before getting on to the serious business of saving the world on Volunteers.
"In Time" captures that place so well- that feeling of being Outside of Time- "warm, soft, nice and now," that's all that matters.
The lyrics walk along over Jack Casady's ambling bass line, Grace shouts out an echoing harmony, jazz riff drums tumble about and stop on a dime. This is one song that makes great use of silence. The band uses empty space as the beautiful instrument that it is.
Maybe we can't really live (or stay) in the dreamy utopia that Brumus describes so well. But I'll take another hit of "Dance, sing, sleep and dream" anytime.
----- and, as in the song --- a slight return ----
what is with that whacky ending anyway? don't get me wrong, I love it--
Crown of Creation, the album, occurs for me like an unplanned little side trip to a dark, warm, welcoming, yet secret kind of place. A charming, understated, quiet respite, after the raucous, joyous noise of After Bathing At Baxters, and before getting on to the serious business of saving the world on Volunteers.
"In Time" captures that place so well- that feeling of being Outside of Time- "warm, soft, nice and now," that's all that matters.
The lyrics walk along over Jack Casady's ambling bass line, Grace shouts out an echoing harmony, jazz riff drums tumble about and stop on a dime. This is one song that makes great use of silence. The band uses empty space as the beautiful instrument that it is.
Maybe we can't really live (or stay) in the dreamy utopia that Brumus describes so well. But I'll take another hit of "Dance, sing, sleep and dream" anytime.
----- and, as in the song --- a slight return ----
what is with that whacky ending anyway? don't get me wrong, I love it--
soon be in another country, yeah.