low-cmon

Within the first minute of ‘C’mon’ Alan Sparhawk takes a deep breath and lets loose a droning, churchy croon, which is kind of the thing that has become Low’s trademark sonic quirk. Yes, the Duluth trio approach their ninth studio effort with the same craftsmanship they approached their seventh, or their sixth, or their first – glacial, sculpted, reverberating gorgeousness that absolutely envelops the listener. The quiet compositions swoop, emote, and float back into the frigid air that birthed them. Constantly crestfallen, occasionally grinding, but always rewarding, by the time the anthem ‘Nothing But Heart’ hits its marching potency, all the sighs you uttered when you saw the 8-minute running time seem rather mute. ‘C’mon’ contains no surprises, but Low always have a knack of reminding us exactly why we’ve missed them every time they return with a new album. Well within their territory, but always shatteringly beautiful.

By Luke Winkie

Originally published in issue 26 (vol 3) of Loud And Quiet. March 2011

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