The melody of the tinkling ivories at the start of ‘Counting Out’ evokes DSOTM era Pink Floyd . It opens the album with a soaring guitar and a softly understated approach. The sweeping expanse of ‘Sirens’ isn’t a cover of the I Like Trains song, but it is haunting and sparse and sees an echo-soaked guitar drift across a sedately funereal drum. Like many moments on this album it’s magnificently moody and builds, storm-like, at once beautiful and devastating. Small wonder Blueneck have developed a substantial reputation since their formation at the turn of the millennium.
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Shifting away from their delicately poised assimilations of post and prog rock glitchy beats and subdued electronica blossoms into starburst guitars on ‘Man of Lies’. What makes ‘King Nine’ such a successful album is that nothing’s overdone: there’s balance and composure at every turn, even when they’re whipping up a sonic tempest. Atmospheric and laced with melancholy, it’s an accomplished work.
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