I have been waiting for this record. Not because I had ever heard of Cave
In, a four-piece who hail from Boston; I hadn't. I've been waiting for
this record because I wanted something huge, something intense, something just
absolutely killer to rave about to anyone within earshot. There is
no feeling like watching your friends' eyes grow and jaws drop as you play
them something new and bold, and this album will let you enjoy that feeling
over and over.
For their third full-length release, Cave In have put together quite a
remarkable rock album. A tremendous leap forward from 1998's
Until Your Heart Stops in both production and songwriting,
Jupiter's title track begins with a roiling glam passage before
opening on a wide vista of tom rolls and slinky bass. Into this space
slides Eastern-tinged guitar, which builds into a overwhelming chorus that
sweeps you up into its flow. With their unusual melodic choices, angular
song structures and falsetto vocals, Cave In brings to mind Shudder to Think.
Heady and energetic, the music connects on the same deep, primitive
plane that made Tool indispensable listening. Like Tool offshoot A
Perfect Circle, Cave In marries compelling, innovative metal to art rock.
Piecing together the ugly and the beautiful, the band heightens the effect
of both. For example, the guitar during the verse of "In the Stream of
Commerce" is harsh and shrill, making the massive juggernaut of a chorus all
the more thrilling.
What astounds me time and again is the size of the music. Like the
best Rush songs, tracks like "Brain Candle" and the appropriately-titled
"Big Riff" are anthems that are simply so large, it is impossible to let
them slide past. The sense of depth and weight holds even in the album's
spacier moments. "Decay of the Delay" begins with a ringing ride before the
guitar enters with a swaggering, old West sound. Reverb upon reverb, the
song snakes along until the last traces of feedback fade into the distance.
Even on Jupiter's quietest track, the closing "New Moon", the band uses
the density of the music to further its feel. This song displays the
bipolar nature of much modern rock by using a quiet, acoustic introduction
and Thom Yorke-styled vocals to lull listeners into a tranquil state of
mind. At its midpoint, however, the track explodes into a multi-colored nova of
sound, pushing and pounding into an exhausting climax.
Act quickly: you
will want to be the first kid on the block to blast this massive, thick,
and wonderful forty-five minute orgy of rock.