Description
Taking the measure of Hyperview’s massive leap forward from previous releases is difficult to accomplish with words. The listener is periodically struck by faint echoes of the familiar (the Floral Greenishly tuneful and driving “Chlorine”) and of the canonical (the incantatory downstroke pummel of My Bloody Valentine’s Isn’t Anything period, as on “New Vision”; a Scratch Acid bassline jarringly yet winningly resolving itself into a Chapterhouse swirl, as on “Hypernight”), but this is an album that renders futile the exercise of conceiving bands as sums of influences. Hyperview can only be heard, and loved, as itself.
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