Espers
Espers II

THE REVIEW

A BAREFOOT JOURNEY

Mystical and medieval, the new album by Espers, laden with psychedelic influences from the '70s, appears rich with sounds and nostalgia born of the flowers that have brought disappointment and confusion. Violins and synths lift dust from the ground, creating a compact and ornate haze that stops time in a mesomeric and sinister habitat where the spirits of King Crimson, Fairport Convention, and Cocteau Twins wander.

The fog rises ominously as the flute and the dulcimer create fairytale atmospheres; witches and elves dance to the rhythm of "Stairway to Heaven", Thom Yorke barely attends the party, making everything current and futuristic. The magic of Espers blends Devendra Banhart with Stereolab, the acoustic instruments used as if they were Moogs create atmospheres teetering between past and future, leading to a confusingly ordered Confucianism that delivers an exciting passion.
Celtic influences and occultism run through every track, magnetic psychedelia that recalls Led Zeppelin, a sandy and honeyed sound but not overly sweet, amazes and hypnotizes, introduces classic rock, organs, and transistors enchant intelligently, creeping noise and burning melodies couple, leaving the listener to choose the image.

"Dead Queen" opens with acoustic guitar and epic vocals, joined by viola and electric guitar in a pale and baroque ensemble, "Window's Weed" is the door to the dream, opium creates the journey leading eastward, electric guitars and heavy rhythm introduce a persuasive arpeggio that intersects with the voice of Meg Baird, "Cruel Storm" and "Mansfield and Cyclops" are fluid and melancholic, like snow in the sun they give way to another form, mellotron and slide guitar merge with siren-like lyrics, slight tone changes create a surreal and stratified environment, "Children of Stone" declares love towards everyone, flute, male and female voices unite in a clear and human ballad, beautiful, "Moon Occults the Sun" is an ode to the power of the night, the moon occults the sun as Joy Division dress up and show the soul of their parents, hippies, mud, and smoke create the substratum that leads to meditation.

The morning brought light, after a confused and starry night, an unusual and metaphysical joy touched my heart, I stood motionless in front of the mirror, my features revealed my soul.

That's all... WONDERFUL...