The Space Box contains three discs of prog rock and art rock, as well as trance-inducing Kraut rock, from the early '70s. Most of this music was inspired by the sonic experimentalism of late-'60s Pink Floyd – it builds on the long, free-form coda to "Interstellar Overdrive." There are subtle differences between the bands – for instance, Hawkwind tends to lean toward hard rock more than their contemporaries, who explore psychedelia and classical music flourishes. Even though the set is well compiled and contains some fine songs (Faust and Gong sound particularly good), there's no denying that there is a limited audience for this, even among prog-rock fans. It's experimental music that is oddly limited, working the same vibe, if not the same sound. If you're not a fanatic of space-rock, then the three discs of The Space Box will simply be too much to digest.
Victor Imaginator: "Some of the phenomena in this world occurs beyond the limits of human perception. Occasionally, fate gives some people the opportunity to feel something hidden, but even those who have witnessed what they can not see are unlikely to be able to describe their experience in detail. In language there are no words to describe what is not only beyond perception, but beyond the limits of human thinking. The only tool that can help a person to understand the unknown is imagination…
Erasure put out, World Be Gone, their 17th studio effort last May. Now, the London synthpop veterans are prepping to release an alternate, post-classical version of that LP on March 9th, re-dubbed World Beyond.
It could easily be argued that George Strait never made a bad album and they were all hits, but even among that remarkably consistent catalog, 1989's Beyond the Blue Neon stands apart from the pack, with half of its ten tracks reaching the country charts. Three of these topped the charts – "Baby's Gotten Good at Goodbye," "What's Going on in Your World," and "Ace in the Hole" – with "Overnight Success" peaking at eight and "Hollywood Squares," a novelty so sly and understated that it never cracks a smile, scraping the bottom reaches of the charts. An easy nature is one of Strait's signatures – he never makes anything look difficult – and he's never made music that seems as easy as this. That casual virtuosity can disguise just how virtuosic this album is. Strait hits the same touchstones as always – Western swing, barroom ballads, honky tonk shuffles, laments, and two-steps – but what's missing is that slight coat of gloss that always distinguished his singles on the albums after he turned into a superstar.