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If ever there were a band built to fade away rather than burn out, Grandaddy were it. For all their many highs they nearly always sounded like the batteries were running low. Sumday
, their last album proper, especially was the sound of a band bumbling towards a dusty horizon with a squiffy smile and a tranquilizer dart hanging from a main artery. So to meet a resurgent Grandaddy is not only surprising, it also verges on cruel--they already have one foot out of the door following their split earlier this year. This goodbye album, in the context of the band alone, is remarkable for its success rate, not to mention its pulse. It makes a pretty bold statement in the context of the wider world too.
It may not be directly comparable to their hermetically-sealed psychedelic masterpiece The Sophtware Slump, but it does draw brightly from all aspects of their existence and feels like its sticking right behind the pace-maker. It doesnt slump once. "Jeez Louise" is old school Flaming Lips weird pop with the wind in their beards and the phaser guns out; "Summer.. Its Gone" is a gorgeous weightless acoustic ditty; "Rear View Mirror" is a box of 70s rock riffs in space and "Skateboarding Saves Me Twice" sounds like a synthesised Belle & Sebastian backing track on laughing gas. As posthumous releases go it is a triumph and neednt just rely on the charity of loyal completists.--James Berry