Grasshopper and the Golden Crickets
The Orbit of Eternal Grace
[Beggars Banquet]
Rating: 9.2
Not long into this mesmerizing space/ drug/ ambient-pop album, Grasshopper,
the guitarist and creative force behind Mercury Rev, proves he has few
equals on this terrestrial plane. Shortly after the release of Mercury
Rev's first effort, Yerself Is Steam, influential spacecase David Baker
left the band. Grasshopper more- than- adequately made up for Baker's
absence, becoming the group's Brian Wilson, of sorts.
True, The Orbit of Eternal Grace is only a slight extension of the last
Mercury Rev album, but then again, See You On the Other Side was, for
some, an extension of everything alternative rock has been flirting with
for the last 10 years. In a sense, Grasshopper is one of the few artists
around who is rarely derivative of anyone or anything, other than maybe
himself.
Eternal Grace caresses your auditory nerves like the ideal
accompaniment to a technicolored lysergic dream unfolding before your eyes.
The songs are near- perfect realizations of a pop song's infinite
possibilites. From the crackling opener, "Silver Balloons," the album's
atmosphere progressively thickens with the light cooing of flutes, errant
sampling, whimsical flights of space- oriented wordplay, and flecks of
sublunary digital effects.
Grasshopper's diffident, effeminate vocals float weightlessly around the
flowing instrumentation, complimenting it perfectly. "The Ballad of the
One-Eyed Anglefish" is a warm 6am sunrise to begin a clear winter's day.
The delectable, quivering guitar hook throughout "Univac Bug Track" is
typical of Grasshopper's unimpeachable charm. It's obvious that the
playing of elder spaceman, Major Tom Verlaine, certainly presaged this
sort of lyrical, less- is- more economy.
I suppose there will be inevitable comparisons with My Bloody Valentine.
Yet this stuff is more melodic, and frankly, much more listenable.
Grasshopper and Co. manage to somehow create the perfect illusion. The
album suggests that rock can indeed break out of its current creative
doldrums and cease to rely on obvious nostalgic references. The subtle,
unexpected space-age novelties on Orbit of Eternal Grace prove that
with a little oddball creativity, indie rock's frontiers are never final.
-Michael Sandlin