From Losing Today
Another invaluable addition to any decent record collection. I first got wind of Merchandise (Bolton based duo Brad B. Wood and Conrad Astley) via a quite tasty three track pre-production teaser CD for “Lo-tech solutions to Hi-tech problems” a little while back, the sweet sound of rustic chords holding hands with dreamlike electronic backdrops on a bright spring morn that imagined the soft lull pop of China Crisis caressing with the folk-tronic fluffiness of J Xaverre and Tex La Homa.
‘Lo-tech’ is the duo’s second full length outing and is as illuminating and joyful a listening experience as that earlier taster CD promised, if not more so. Twelve sparkling gems that briefly come into your life and quickly disappear as though like spirits. Overall so soft it’s easy to mistakenly pass over them, unobtrusive happy pop that has a willowy texture and an aching aftertaste ‘Beautiful morning for a bad day’ shuffles tastily and quite possibly stands as the most lazy eyed three minutes you’ll have all year but it’s still ’14:53’ that acts as the albums centre point. Gloriously fusing as it does the misty eyed memories of Moviola to touching fragile softening pop motifs and marrying the whole union to an airy dusty porch lit setting where endless suns set and the air is alive with the sound of natures dozing song.
Elsewhere the wonderfully lush ‘For the Shore’ treats us to a spot of idling picnic pop, the soft rustic textures exude the smell of the countryside and the warmth of a cooling summers day, in between the gentle fix of the Go Betweens and ‘Swoon’ era Prefab Sprout are teased and pulled gently by delicate cosmic clouds of Stereolab. Gane and Co pop up again, if only in spirit not in body on the dreamy ‘Charlie Parker was a Hobo’, fuzzing riffs get down and dirty while being wooed by the irresistible ‘Sound Dust’ cool as you like keyboard backdrops. Both the muscularly up-tempo ‘Albino Rhino’ and ‘Sunday Song’ reveal a crafted melodic brain at large that’s been taking notes from Archer Prewitt’s ‘White Sky’ while the drifting love sick collage found wandering on the wounded ‘Winter’ (in between playing word games with Shakespeare) will have you melting and begging for more while the hooks take up refuge in your head to bounce around for what seems like an eternity. The finale which is inevitable comes in the form of the snoozing ‘Morning After’ which dresses us up in our best pyjamas and packs us off to bed to the sound of toy musical boxes and night night strings.
Simply perfect.