Being Elastic


If you took the sound of Pink Floyd (kids; ask your parents) just before Dark Side and slightly after Barrett’s departure, splash a generous layering of The Monkees (kids; ask your grand-parents) uplifting and memorable hooks after they were allowed to write and perform their own songs, chuck in a dirty big bowl of imagination and serve with a self-ladling spoon for the pleasure of the constitutional well-being of others and the number of funny looks you’d get when using the previous attempt of descriptive analogy will only make your discovery of the band Each Other all the more sweeter.


Contemporary yet contemplative what we’re looking at with Each Other is a group unafraid to embrace the sounds of yesteryear from such seminal acts as a launch-pad for their own flights of fantastic fancy, About The Crowd kicking off with a voyeurs perspective of being front-row-centre as the band plug in and begin to play. Introducing the haunting vocals set against a simple synth backdrop the illusion of relaxed informality gives way to a pacier produced number, speeding you down the rabbit hole in a head bopping bliss.


Send Your Signals and Scared Witless Really continue the glorious gallop through the landscape of sound, inviting you to notice the subtle reverb of vocals coaxing your thoughts into reflective introspection and awe – achieved in part through sudden tempo changes that draw the gallop into a grind almost, a somewhat jarring experience when initially getting invested into the album and one which gets my finger hovering over the Skip button in a most unsettling manner.


You Or Any Other Thing similarly employs such tempo-timing trickery, but feels more appreciating on the happy glands; breathing space into the sound and air into the lungs there’s a more restrained application of aggregation, and along with Your Ceiling Is My Floor is deserving of a place within your top five most played chill-out songs.

The Trick You Gave Up brings us back to the albums opening of witnessing music being made first-hand, casting us as observers over the bands shoulder in a moment of intensely realised privacy and passions. Lamenting lyrics that hint at knowing more than they are saying and music that lets you feel the pain the track speaks of as real as any you’ve known is one free razor blade away from getting this album labelled Emo, perhaps explaining the sudden up-shift in speed again as the three minute marks approaches which does indeed bring you back from wondering if you can over-dose on your mum’s gingko boa tablets but, again, gets my finger itching.


Seeing Doubles Dreaming Troubles will perhaps be the hardest track to digest, a mix of all sorts of rubber-riffing and reverb and running-with-scissors, feeling more a concept than complete songs and easily the ‘Marmite’ of the twelve. Oddly, it is also reminisce of a post-Beatles Lennon in full imaginative reign, an endless scope of ‘why-not’ and whimsy that is deeply rewarding if you can allow yourself time to appreciate it.


Fine Time and High Noon In The Living Room brings us back to a more familiar sounding ‘scape, bringing wider views and more promising vistas and a post-card to send home inviting your friends along for a visit. Expertly executed and hypnotic to boot, we’re left with only three more tracks before deciding whether to buy some rock for the kiddies.


Or Else is how I imagine a Harrison/Dolnez collaboration would sound, two writers of depth who seldom put themselves in the spotlight of the song but when they did it was something special indeed, a definite indulgence through intimacy.


And rounding out the release with Swell Patterns and Relative Super Vision the idiosyncratic timing comes back full-bore; the former very much like its name with a gentle swell throughout, the latter quite Placebo-esque in delivery and build.


Overall I’d certainly recommend giving Each Other at the very least a thorough once-over ion your iPod; yes, it can be difficult to get fully into a song when the tempo keeps getting pulled out from under your rhythmically tapping toes. And yes, there is much to be said for the amount of reverb on the vocals and how a little goes an awfully long, long way. Much like a Thai bride there’s a surprise in store for anyone willing to take the plunge, though with a few deep breaths and a little bit of patience it may well turn out to be an overall pleasant experience.


4 out of 5 Stars


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