Peaking Lights
Cosmic Logic
Reviewed by: Lara Supan
One of the lines on Cosmic Logic is “Use your heart not your ears”. After hearing this album, I wish I could have.
If this is the music of the future, God help us all. Peaking Lights are like something out of Terry Gilliam’s Brazil- a futuristic sound with some soulless, repetitive, and often flat pitched vocals for everyone to consume like robots. For those Fahrenheit 451 individuals out there, steer clear of this doomsday prophecy. One of the most prominent components of this album was the major second vocalist Indra Dunis would get stuck on, much like a broken record, in more than half the songs on Cosmic Logic. It was distracting, and a little unnerving by the last song “Tell Me Your Song”- which besides that element sounded completely different from the album and was even the slightest bit enjoyable.
The first song on Cosmic Logic, titled “Infinite Trips”, sounds like something out of a classic arcade game. The words are forgettable, Dunis gets stuck on her signature major second singing “ahhh” the whole time, as a drum machine and synth sounds throw up all over the sonic landscape. In “Telephone Call”, the repeated lyric is “telephone call from space, calling all the human race”. It likens itself to the music played at an all night dance club at 7:30am to make everyone stop partying and go home. The scene doesn’t get any better until the track “New Grrls”, that at least has interesting lyrics about strong women, and “Tell Me Your Song” which is a less synthesized waltz. All in all however, those two songs are not worth your time and this album should be filed in the new-age, futuristic circular bin.
Ray Bradbury was right to fear the future if this is where it’s going. Fight the power!
Rating: No Comment
