Sometimes They Come Back (Part One)
You might not have known, but there's ice in California, right inside a hard blue bubble like marble where the Three Mile Pilot project led by Pall Jenkins (Black Heart Procession) and Zach Smith (Pinback) was frozen for twelve long years.
The progressive increase in global temperature, unfortunately, you do know this, works in our favor for once: the aforementioned bubble has melted, and from the chilly expanses of San Diego, the chilled trio – creators of memorable albums like "Nà Vuccà Dò Lupù" (1992) and "The Chief Assassin To The Sinister" (1994) – sets off for the recording studios, captured on the cover at the moment of departure.
The Three Mile Pilot was the rock afflicted by agoraphobia, dark and suffocating from the Pacific Coast, in stark contrast with the surf scene, the blondes with explosive assets, and the shitty tan of the same.
After numerous announcements and endless waits worthy of the public health service, here it finally is: the new single Planets (label Temporary Residence), musically more of a child of Smith's Pinback pop guitars than of Jenkins' heavy melodies.
Accompanying it is a piece more threemilepilotian: "Grey Clouds", little grey clouds rising from the ashes of the sugary rock flame of "Another Desert, Another Sea", the last official full-length dated 1997.
They have changed a lot, but despite the evident softening and the need to rediscover their complicity, one can entertain good hopes with the album announced for 2010.
"We've waited for days, we've wasted for days, well what else were you waiting for?"
You, damn it, I was waiting for you.
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