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MH-224 Her Space Holiday - The Young Machines  Change... love... death... infidelity... confession... a break up. Marc Bianchi is nearly surgical in his ability to slice delicate songs of love, loss, hope, despair, and optimism out of one very hard year. His striking new release as Her Space Holiday is The Young Machines, an authentic foray into intelligent dream-pop. The production is everything you have come to expect from Her Space Holiday; intricate string arrangements, analog synth patterns, lush guitar-like drones and tasteful drum programming abound, but it is the songwriting that elevates the album to its elite status. Traditional song structures take unexpected turns throughout, highlighting introspection and vulnerability most often missing in electronic music. The Young Machines is a ten-song encapsulation of a year on the edge and Her Space Holiday's most complete and personal release. |
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| Terrific stuff. - Q / A beautiful bittersweet record - Under The Radar / Often on a par with the very best of Elliott Smith. - Uncut / The finest Her Space Holiday release - Pulse / Rapturous and bittersweet, The Young Macines is a soothing swoon. - Entertainment Weekly / Bianchi has made the album of his life - Logo |
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| In much the same way as Eels' E, Mark Bianchi has drawn strength from the tragedy of personal experiences to produce a fluent, emotionally informed masterpiece. Bianchi's The Young Machines is the third album recorded under the Her Space Holiday avatar which is partly inspired by the loss of a loved one and the break up of a relationship. "Something To Do With My Hands" and "Tech Romance" revel in a Baby Bird-like world of twisted lyricism and nursery rhyme tunes. Better still is "Sleepy California" which vividly recalls the news of a grandmother's death. Yet best of all is saved for "Japanese Gum" and "The Luxury of Loneliness;" both of them are bona fide classics in bedside electro-pop angst. - Leonard's Lair |
