Retake on The Orb w/ David Gilomore.
The inital effect of Mr. Mesmer has turned into Ms. Ennui.
There are two tracks. And, after listening to all of the frosting, I realized there's only one ingredient in the entire cake holding up the ganache.
After the first few minutes of twingles, jingles, squeeks, chimes, twangs, percussion, yadda, yadda, the rhythm section settles into a groove, nay a loop, that lasts the entire track. And it's very bottom heavy. Much self-undulgent noodling layed on top.
The other track, eventually, does the same thing, but with a slightly modified combination of beats.
More noodling on top. Waiting for some big breakout that never happens. Mood music is an oxymoron. Like commercial art.
I was really hoping for a glimmer or two of "Meddle," but t'ain't happenin'.
I picked up dog chews at the store. Made in Cambodia. I thought, "dog-eat-dog." I put them back.