
"There seems to have been some rough stellar conditions at the Space Weather satellite for the recording of their second album. Where their bass, synth and guitar debut, “Untitled,” was a relatively warm melancholic drone affair with plenty of clear night sky in its sights, the instrumental Low Earth takes things down a few clicks on the Celsius scale. This Glasgow/Edinburgh-based trio have turned their hand to a much darker record this time around. It’s what you’d imagine the soundtrack to the deep low moods of space station downtime to sound like – the “low” part of the record’s title is right on the money. Where “Untitled” was certainly cut from a similarly instrumental blanket of stars, Low Earth’s five tracks feel a little icier in direction. With “Tramsmute The Black Rock,” a gloriously prog title if ever there was one, there’s even a journey into the instrumental melodic tundrascapes between The Cure’s “Faith” and “Pornography” albums. The introductory “How Far Is It?” sits in a cold orbit around a colder Earth, the sense of a distance come and a distance to go running deep through the track’s minimal electronics. As it fades out into the distance, the closing shots of Silent Running in a forever-loop are the only appropriate visuals. Still too short at nearly nineteen minutes long, the vast “A Brief Swansong” is a wash of drone waves against the mind’s shore. An open space of eddies and bass notes lost in water, the track is a rootless piece of minimalism brooding against the horizon line. Bleaker, but better than their debut." Scott McKeating (writing for foxy digitalis)
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