That guitar. Of all the bands on Color Tapes, Lives of Angels rises above - icy synths and Casio beats are just the backdrop for a hypnotic swoon of chiming lines and moaning vocals, the blueprint for LCD at their most sentimental (Golden Age!), a more intimate take on New Order's burgeoning post-motorik.
Arch and immediate, distant and personal, a deeply charming, unique, sweep of bedroom genius. That guitar, dropping in on again and again, so frail and clear, wobbling out into the night. The kind of album that makes people want to make albums, in the best way 4.5/5
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