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MH-224 Her Space Holiday - The Young Machines  Change... love... death... infidelity... confession... a break up. Marc Bianchi is nearly surgical in his ability to slice delicate songs of love, loss, hope, despair, and optimism out of one very hard year. His striking new release as Her Space Holiday is The Young Machines, an authentic foray into intelligent dream-pop. The production is everything you have come to expect from Her Space Holiday; intricate string arrangements, analog synth patterns, lush guitar-like drones and tasteful drum programming abound, but it is the songwriting that elevates the album to its elite status. Traditional song structures take unexpected turns throughout, highlighting introspection and vulnerability most often missing in electronic music. The Young Machines is a ten-song encapsulation of a year on the edge and Her Space Holiday's most complete and personal release. |
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| Gentle, beautiful and unspeakably sad - New York Times / Rapturous and bittersweet, The Young Machines is a soothing swoon - Entertainment Weekly / Terrific stuff - Q / A beautiful bittersweet record - Under The Radar / Often on a par with the very best of Elliott Smith - Uncut / The finest Her Space Holiday release - Pulse / Bianchi has made the album of his life - Logo |
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| Lovingly lush and deceptively subtle, Marc Bianchi's soft-core techno-pop is musically and technically mature, with its string loops and computer bloops rendering a remarkably human soundtrack. But what really captures your attention is how simple, honest and, yes, even quaint his songs feel. A soft-spoken romantic, Bianchi is equal parts self-effacing, sardonic and sappy as he takes a refreshingly reflective angle on cheating girlfriends, unrequited love, a mother's death, even those lowlife music critics. In his own way, Bianchi gets to the (broken) heart of the matter as movingly as any songwriter you've heard. - Isthmus |
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