There have been some really incredible albums released this year, just check the Mercury Awards list if you don't believe me, yet what is most impressive is the vast range of musical styles that have been on offer. Muse, Editors and Thom Yorke have all been favourites, as well as this wonderfull debut album from the multi-national Guillemots.
Although based in Birmingham, the band's members have been compiled from England, Scotland, Brazil and Canada. A most ecclectic mix you'll agree, and certainly a cosmopolitan blend that adds a rich variety to the songs. The thumping 'Trains To Brazil' is a personal favourite and benefits from a thunderous, driving tomm tomm rhythm and stacatto horn section that captures the capital's carnival spirit. The album's opener 'Little Bear' on the other hand recalls the sort of string arrangements and harmonic invention that made 'Day's Of Future Past' such a timeless classic, and that's what this album deserves to become; a classic.
You see, out of all the brilliant albums I mentioned above, Muse's bombastic and thrilling 'Black Holes and Revelations'; Editor's dark and brooding 'The Back Room'; Thom Yorke's troubled and claustrophobic 'The Eraser', 'Through The Windowpane' is the only album that can possibly be described as magical. The exstatic, shimmering and at times downright chaotic orchestral arangements, Fyfe Dangerfield's swooning, soaring vocals and of course the band, keeping at all together, cannot produce an album that is anything less than magical. It is an album to get lost in, an album that will sweep you off your feet. If only you'll let it.