Saddle Creek | Broken Spindles | Reviews



Author: Antonio Diaz
05/17/2004 | | | Album Review
As of late, a certain aesthetic of the '80s has seemed to be infiltrating everyone from your delicate Jr. High student to the pretentious dwellers of most inner city hipster circles. Possible a ploy by our lovely government administration to cash in on pink synthetics? Certainly we see the black pink combo everywhere, covering dance floors to art gatherings, showing its two toned face on every advertising billboard directed toward the younger generation. A constant question seems to arise: what does it all mean you ask yourself? Well maybe it's become a nationwide disorder directly affecting our brain; or possibly it's effected the neurons, and we are drawn in by the colors of an era when the earth seemed to be in a bit more stable position and our addiction to fossil fuels hadn't blossomed into what it is today.

One could say - feeling comfortable about it - that the '80s produced some stellar hits and its influence, musical or otherwise, is still consuming the masses to this date. Once again you ask where does this album fit into the all of this. Well it seems Joel Petersen has been one of those people highly influenced from growing up in such an era. Of Faint fame he brings to you,Fulfilled/Complete, a potential filled sophomore release.

Inducing listeners from the get go, "Induction" sets the album off on a most proper foot. A kind of cosmic otherness blessing slow synth hums over programmed drums, sort of the feel you get looking at constellations with your new girlfriend mid-summer. All seems well and surprisingly at mid-point in the song an element of a symphonic morph takes place - a gigantic beauty floats in for the build up. As later tracks take shape, Petersen shows his fondness for enormous build ups, disguising them in an array of multi-instrumented layer.

Definitely the black-death-dance style familiar in his other projects influenced this one just the same. Once the second tack, "Fall in and Go Down," falls onto ears it becomes apparent what the rest of the album may have in store. Thumbing bumps coming into keyboard breakdowns, building up to breakdown again, only lightly explains what is being dealt with on this release; dark like all black pianos minus the whites of keys, sophisticated at times, and at others giving in to a similar form of songs that came before.

Slight hints at death along with being fulfilled play out as the undertone. Possibly an album of dealing with such concepts or just an adventurous side project not taken lightly? Whatever the case may be Broken Spindles may have found a slightly different sound from his former endeavors, but nothing straying too far from what he already knows. Illustrious production and layered well, however, nothing to shatter our particle makeup into a billion black fragments.



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