Dead Air for Radios

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Chroma Key

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Kevin Moore's debut album is a nomadic masterpiece, the kind of album that you slide into a car stereo at 3 in the morning on a long road trip. It's a lush and subtle thing, and the imagery of the music revolves around shards of dreams and old television shows, half-forgotten conversations and the head-space we all visit when the silence around us is oppressive. Unique and creative use of analog synths abound, as songs like Colorblind and America the Video present a throbbing, layered heartbeat of synthesizers as their framework. Moore's sampling on this record is also a small work of genius, as he has 'bugged' his acquaintances' conversations, weaving them in his songs for emotional and textural effect. Mark Zonder of Fates Warning brings his peerless drumming skills to bear on this disc, and gives the music an organic, roomy dimension not possible with a drum machine. Moore's vocals are somewhere between David Gilmour and Peter Gabriel, reserved and poetic, but never brooding. Lyrics are of special note, recalling early Tori Amos wry storytelling. All and all, true sonic theater.