Rating: NNN
This Montreal-based band’s second release is far from surprising. But we shouldn’t fault Marlowe if the gestures seem familiar – they make them earnestly enough. Their moody auralscapes and noise canvases amble weightily enough, building tension around barely audible songs and dragging beats. The effect is somewhere between the neo-psych of early Spiritualized and the ambio-pop of post-rockers Bowery Electric. It’s a moody brood, mostly designed to induce states of staggering introspection. For that, it works well. Marlowe amble into the Rivoli Saturday (July 17).
