Shelter
17 January 2014
Prophecy Productions
4 stars out of 5
France’s formerly black metal, now goth-tinged shoegaze band
Alcest’s fourth album, Shelter, is a
blissful romp through atmospheric rock which seems like it could be the ideal
comedown album after a night (and a day and another night) spent dancing on
Ibiza. Singer and multi-instrumentalist Neige has an instinct for addictive
hooks, and he packs these eight tracks full of all kinds of them. Yes, the
influences are easy to spot here, but they’re all assimilated completely into
Alcest’s own sound. Shelter was
recorded in Iceland at Sigur
Rós’s studio, and some of their sound leaks into the record, but Neige’s
reference points are further in the past, among the dream pop and showgaze
purveyors of the UK,
circa 1990.
The soaring “Opale” sounds as if a group of Balearic
disco-worshipping Göteborgare decided
to put away their drum machines and synths and attempt to make a Lush record. “La nuit marche avec moi”
continues in the same vein, the shimmering guitars lost in the beautifully
dense reverb, and vice versa. The stunning “Voix sereines” climaxes in a
cascade of layered vocals and drone-like guitars. Built on a call-and-response
pattern of chiming guitars, “L’Éveil des muses” allows for a quiet rest during its
first movement before launching into another beautiful extended vocal chorus.
“Shelter” tosses Crank-era Catherine Wheel, Sigur Rós, and – of course – My Bloody
Valentine into the blender and pours out the results for five and a half
minutes. “Away” is the low point of the album, straying into fromage-y AOR
ballad territory, but “Délivrance” brings everything back on course and closes Shelter with over ten minutes of what
Neige does right: bliss, bliss, and more bliss. It could be the song A Perfect Circle
always wanted to do but never had the courage to attempt.
This record is exquisite. It pushes and pushes toward the
ecstasy its shimmer and shine seeks, but it never feels like it’s pushing too
much. Despite its dense sound, Shelter
still comes across as minimalist in its execution. The album’s 46 minutes go by
too quickly. Repeated listenings only deepen the experience.
reviewed by Richard Krueger
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