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THE REVIEW
On the cover, a unicorn in soft light, a forest, then Scottish (?) rainbows, the mythological spring woman, wet sheaths, the destroyers of stars; a multitude of synthesizers, bells, layers of noise, overlapping voices, veiled melodies, compressed strings, unexpected explosions, clouds of electronics and rides at kraut pace: a raw gem left aside.
They are Alex Delivery, a quintet from Brooklyn making their debut with this Star Destroyer: and here, covered by the framework of distorted electronics and noise, melodic bursts full of nostalgia, poetic openings like rays of light, parentheses of silence: avant-noise/progressive-pop, they said. At the bottom of it all, the melody, like in the passages of Rainbows, in the poignant tail of the breathless strings of Milan, in the mournful waltz submerged in the explosions of Scotty.
Sheath-Wet is the most compact and electronic episode, 11 minutes of continuous trance, supported by a surface of dense visionary rhythm that finally melts into the sweetness of Vesna, bright and clear like a spring morning, a touching duet in a precious frame of keyboards.
The music comes to an end, the fairy procession parades before our eyes and disappears around the corner: was it (just) a dream?
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Alex Delivery's debut album Star Destroyer is a complex and rich blend of distorted electronics and melodic bursts framed within avant-noise and progressive pop. The album layers synthesizers, noise, and evocative melodies creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Tracks like Sheath-Wet stand out for their trance-like rhythm and emotional keyboard duets. The review praises the album as a hidden gem filled with poetic and nostalgic soundscapes that leave a lasting impression.Tracklist Videos
Alex Delivery
Brooklyn-based quintet whose debut album Star Destroyer blends electronic noise, krautrock-influenced rhythms and melodic, avant-noise/progressive-pop elements.02 Reviews
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