recordings. The work of Dan Carney these days trading as Astronauts ‘in my direction’ is in essence a softly purred revisit to dark captain light captain times, the soft syncopating rhythms, the cruise controlled pulsar vibes and the mellowed laid back shimmers pretty much coalesce into what basically might be best described as a lunar folk love note, its hushed delicately journeying purr recalling a youthful Swimmer One while its lightness of touch and tenderly dinked craftsmanship loosely opined to the more understated aural adventures of working for a nuclear free city, but then scratch a little deeper and behind the mesmeric murmurs there’s something buried within aglow with the dusting of west coast hues. Over on the flip sits ‘everything’s a system, everything’s a sign’ a lunar waltzing twinkling fancy yearned in sweet isolationism and faded in a most attractively lovelorn lullaby-esque lull.
the sunday experience 