Alt-rock four piece, Stereoflower, has crafted an album that transports the listener to 1992. A time when bands weren’t afraid to be a little weird, a little introspective and have chubby girls dance around on TV in bumblebee-ballerina costumes.
It’s Alright, it’s OK, Satellite Commander smacks of Blind Melon, The Pixies et al, but
doesn’t feel pretentious or contrived. Rather the 10 tracks feel comfortable, like a well-worn flannel from the thrift store. Like modern-day flower children Alexander Peter-Pander, Dr. Blythe, Marco Remarko and Rufus Marmaduke craft tunes that wander, aimlessly through the fields of your mind.
It’s not to say that It’s Alright . . . sounds solely like a throwback. There are moments of modern alt-rock nods. The She & Him meets street-corner jam session, “I Love You like
Lost Time,” or the sweeping, angst-ridden “Marko Remarko and the Black Star Orchestra,” brings Titus Andronicus to mind.
Although the instrumentation is great and the lyrics are mildly tongue-in-cheek (“I love you like the holy grail,” Blythe sings) but the pace of It’s Alright . . . becomes a bit muddy and it all blurs together, causing the listener to lose attention. There is a bit of sparkle, but not enough to get regular spins. To quote the band, “It’s Alright, it’s ok.”
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