Review Summary: Low could live in hope
6 of 6 thought this review was well writtenProvided the fact that the 90's was a rather fuzzy and loud decade where grunge and post-punk thrived, Low's music should have sounded quite strange in the distortion-thirsty ears of the average teenager. However, there are many kinds of teenagers. Recorded in the Autumn of '93,
I Could Live in Hope resembles the humble underdog youngster of those times. Plunged into a constant reverie, unable to catch up with the growing trends and their hasty pace, finds shelter in a somber indolence and quietly discusses several dreadful topics: shame, fear, love, hope.
Low in their first LP are just like that. They stay away from superfluousness and delve into sparse melancholy with simple, climaxing moody melodies. They speak only a little, and when they do their words fade in obscurity. Their music is a question on the borders of hope and despair that has been left unanswered. Veiled with a dreamy haziness, the songs sound as a remembrance of sadness through a prism of innocence. Like a childish interpretation of undisputed sincerity, Low are far from heralding pessimism or dead endings. They want to look at a cruel world with such eyes. And that's why
they could live in hope. But they don't.
