The Messiah has arrived, but a mess

If "Ladies & Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space" is - rightly - considered the great work of Jason Pierce (aka Spaceman), it is certainly because of the uniqueness it takes. Never indeed someone had collected and mixed so many disparate influences: Velvet, shoe-gazing, gospel, Beach Boys, free jazz, ambient, garage ... Result: everything is mixed in the cauldron of toxic Spaceman , making it a kind of great musical kaleidoscope, a roller coaster psychedelic lost in the nineties.
Only problem, our friend Jason is obsessed, and speaks to us only of two things, or almost: the Dope and God (which for some is the same thing), through which he hopes to regain lost love. Hence the atmosphere plaintive and haunting, even oppressive, that emanates throughout the disc. We would have wanted to help poor Spaceman, especially when the first title he claims "a little love to scare away the pain"; but it can not win, and we quickly notice that the pomposity spectorienne production is in fact a permanent outlet for fears of its creator. The departure of Kate Radley holding keyboards - and the core of Pierce - gently implode the group, while the medications of all kinds promote morbid introspection coldly shown "Cop Shoot Cop" would be closing the album.Il impossible to describe the twelve tracks at the risk of scaring the philistine and crumple the connoisseur (unless this is not already done), but such an experience worth living, preferably alone and in listening conditions décentes.Vous you leave then carried by the crescendos entreverrez feverish and perhaps, over the electrical surges, black luster of this masterpiece stellar work.