Hum
Downward Is Heavenward

THE REVIEW

There is so much stuff in a Hum album that it makes your head spin.

And that's what we like: a spinning head and a paradisiacal confusion where everything shines with a new light.

We could say that in this expedition, post-hardcore will be our spaceship, space-rock the destination, the ultimate planet to launch towards with intrepid flair, and the ineffable melodies crafted by our band will represent the hearts of us travelers, throbbing with emotions and expectations.

Someone who has expertly delved into the rather cryptic lyrics of the band has often considered it all as the sui generis narration of a love—with its intrinsic vicissitudes—during interplanetary travel times.

Possible. But in the end, there's no need for the lyrics—softly intoned by Matt Talbott: it's all already in the sound. In that perfect blend of "noise" and an exquisite pop taste, as only the masters of shoegaze know how to do.

From the uncharted depths of the cosmos, to those of mysterious oceanic abysses, to the even more incomprehensible ones of the human soul: it will make little difference where we move, because we will equally have eyes dazzled by splendor and breath taken away.

From the majestic guitar peaks that overwhelm the spirit, to the sweetest, melancholic phrases that console it.

Because, as the Hum appropriately whisper to us, "downward is heavenward...and we are not alone".

For the true lovers of adventure—much more than just musical.

And never forget the previous and equally extraordinary You’d Prefer An Astronaut.

Bon voyage.