They’ve loved by underground poppers. Their individual songs may not be sensational (maybe as much a deliberate choice as their avoidance of Billboard fodder) but there’s an overall, alternate reliability to their albums. This Machine maintains that respect.
As pretty as the guitar and owl in the wilderness cover is, i don’t understand its relevance. Seems so folky. Then again, the sky isn’t blue so what do i know? Reality is different for everyone. The music’s more understandable. “You can beg but I’ll never stay,” sings opener, ‘Sad Vacation’. “Like a carousel that is turning back, creating all the things you lack,” states ‘The Autumn Carnival’. Both songs feel more nostalgic than the convoluted fact that relationships end. Most songs fit the same mood and rhythm with the exception of the uptempo ‘Enjoy Yourself’, the weird electronics of ‘Alternative Power to the People’, the Brit-sounding, indie rocker, ‘SETI vs The Wow! Signal’, and the Merle Travis cover, ’16 Tons’ which they admirably pull off. One of the closers, ‘Don’t Shoot She Cried’, is wonderfully spacey. The excellent low-fi of ‘Well They’re Gone’ competes for best track.
There’s no highlight, rather consistency, but if i were to share a doobie with friends whilst lying on lilos on a lake at night, this could be the soundtrack.