A.R. Kane’s ’89 landmark of dream-pop, shoegaze and Balearic beauties is back in circulation for summer frolics on its 35th anniversary - a legendary blueprint, no less.
During an adventurous decade of new music, A.R. Kane would emerge with a practically unprecedented consolidation of new wave pop with dub, dance music, and psychedelia that shattered the old modes and found something brilliantly fresh, expressive in the process. While their debut LP ’69’ would set the groundwork for trip hop and shoegaze, or what they first termed “dream-pop”, their 2nd album ‘i’ followed in quick succession with a more pointed tilt toward the below-the-belt drive also found in their pivotal acid house project M/A/R/R/S with members of Colourbox.
‘i’ is an ebullient raft of 23 songs that dovetailed with baggier Manc trends as much as the “Balearic” genre-not-genre, of which their ‘A Love From Outer Space’ is considered a proper classic, and still sound totally fresh a generation later thanks to its innovate-not-imitate approach to recombining what were previously, mutually exclusive bedfellows, infusing newly paired sounds and styles with their own dare-to-differ spirit. Arguably, its a sound that could really only come from the UK’s cultural make-up, and a time when previous tribal borders were in the process of breaking down according to new technology, drugs, and a new age spirit.
Vacillating vignettes and songs, proper, the album effortlessly plays out from the anthemic ‘A Love From Outer Space’ with its swooning, sing-a-long chorus “she loves me, she love me, she loves me, a love from outer spaaaace” to the keening steppers’ dub of ‘Catch My Drift’ via stacks of killer cuts, among them the pendulous disco groover ‘Crack Up’, the Factory-esque jangles of ‘What’s All This Then?’ and ‘Spook’, and gospel-infused ‘Snow Joke’, all smartly help in balance with the downstrokes of symphonic waltzer ‘In a Circle’, and handfuls of spangled miniatures that only heighten the album’s lysergic lushness.
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2024 Remastered reissue. Edition of 500 copies.
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A.R. Kane’s ’89 landmark of dream-pop, shoegaze and Balearic beauties is back in circulation for summer frolics on its 35th anniversary - a legendary blueprint, no less.
During an adventurous decade of new music, A.R. Kane would emerge with a practically unprecedented consolidation of new wave pop with dub, dance music, and psychedelia that shattered the old modes and found something brilliantly fresh, expressive in the process. While their debut LP ’69’ would set the groundwork for trip hop and shoegaze, or what they first termed “dream-pop”, their 2nd album ‘i’ followed in quick succession with a more pointed tilt toward the below-the-belt drive also found in their pivotal acid house project M/A/R/R/S with members of Colourbox.
‘i’ is an ebullient raft of 23 songs that dovetailed with baggier Manc trends as much as the “Balearic” genre-not-genre, of which their ‘A Love From Outer Space’ is considered a proper classic, and still sound totally fresh a generation later thanks to its innovate-not-imitate approach to recombining what were previously, mutually exclusive bedfellows, infusing newly paired sounds and styles with their own dare-to-differ spirit. Arguably, its a sound that could really only come from the UK’s cultural make-up, and a time when previous tribal borders were in the process of breaking down according to new technology, drugs, and a new age spirit.
Vacillating vignettes and songs, proper, the album effortlessly plays out from the anthemic ‘A Love From Outer Space’ with its swooning, sing-a-long chorus “she loves me, she love me, she loves me, a love from outer spaaaace” to the keening steppers’ dub of ‘Catch My Drift’ via stacks of killer cuts, among them the pendulous disco groover ‘Crack Up’, the Factory-esque jangles of ‘What’s All This Then?’ and ‘Spook’, and gospel-infused ‘Snow Joke’, all smartly help in balance with the downstrokes of symphonic waltzer ‘In a Circle’, and handfuls of spangled miniatures that only heighten the album’s lysergic lushness.