“There are a lot of weird parts to composing in solitude. Sometimes I’ll be on the subway reading the lines over and over again, and something clicks. Then I’ll go into a room where I’m teaching a kid ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ and one lyric suddenly makes more sense. That kind of space and solitude I’m writing about is sort of a fantasy.”
The force of Moore’s band and the sonic bath the crowd received was proof that they aren’t just in it for themselves. It’s actually a kindness that the quartet put us through something so challenging. Like getting to the opposite end of Swans’s Soundtracks for the Blind or Can’s Tago Mago, you get a reinvigorated sense of music as both a great communicator of feeling and a bizarre yet succinct path towards enlightenment.
Love is Magic is perhaps John Grant's most consistent and enjoyable work yet. It showcases his trademark unpredictability - Soft love songs still turn sexual. Robotic voices are paired with Grant’s prettiest singing. The list goes on.