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| There's a distinct aura of brilliance surrounding Beulah. Sounding rather
like the Pulsars sans conspicuous eighties accoutrements, and with a pop
sensibility
lodged between the Beatles and the Replacements, Beulah lurches along on a
wave
of analog happiness. The wealth of strings, horns and other instrumentation
backing these simple pop songs gives them supplemental layers of mechanical
mystery -- pay close attention and you'll hear all sorts of cool secondary
harmonies
and embellishments going on in the bowels (as it were) of the mix.
The straightforward
pop approach of "Matter vs. Space" is deepened by analog synth and horns,
while
"Emma Blowgun's Last Stand" briefly employs a tabla to juice up its muted,
instrumental
first half, cutting loose with horns and Chills-esque pop hooks for its
final minutes.
There's a bygone elegance to When your heartstrings break -- a sort
of imperialist
sophistication on "Calm Go the Wild Seas", for instance, or the Swinging London
feel of the delightfully-yclept "If We Can Land A Man on the Moon, Surely I
Can Win Your
Heart". Beulah have succeeded in crafting an album that will reward repeat
listeners with
a wealth of details and an embarassment of sonic riches -- the sort of disc
that lives in your
CD player for months, if not all year.
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