| The Pale Saints are often forgotten about when discussing shoegaze in early 90s Britain, often sidelined for discussion about Ride, Slowdive, and those Irish guys that were on that Bill Murray movie, they made the album with the pretty pink guitar cover. Hell, freaking Chapterhouse gets more discussion than them (and I like Chapterhouse). But The Pale Saints don't deserve to be a footnote when discussing the great genre of gazing. They leaned more towards the dream pop side of the shoegaze spectrum, the swirly, dreamy, flangey, Cocteau-y, fluffy, poppy side. This album is filled with dreamy soundscapes and well crafted pop songs, the vocals aren't buried in the mix like a lot of shoegaze, they're actually kind of clear on a lot of tracks. Lead guitar riffs are prominent here, a rarity in the genre. Fine tunes, check it out if you like Lush or anything of that sort. |
