Review: Moving Panoramas – In Two

 

Time heals all wounds. It’s a cliché. It’s a platitude. It’s a tiny piece of driftwood in an ocean of tears. But, hey, it’s something. Moving Panoramas has had a couple of intense years since the release of their debut, One (our review), back in 2015. Intense touring -including a stop to watch the Marfa lights- and a heavy rotation of band members created an exothermic reaction that galvanised the nucleus of the band, that is, lead singer Leslie Sisson, into a fiercer version of herself.

Make no mistake, Leslie Sisson was a passionate songwriter even before Moving Panoramas. Check her solo album for proof. In Moving Panoramas, the whirlwind of emotions and strepitous guitars seem to have turn into a concentrated energy that breaks through writer’s block, depression and the ever so dangerous chains of nostalgia.

Whereas One circled in a maelstrom of introspection, In Two breaks down any walls containing the power of Moving Panoramas. The momentum from One‘s ‘Tonight’ left sparks that smouldered into a conflagration. ‘ADD Heart’, ‘Baby Blues’ and ‘Whiskey Fight’ waste no time shooting a dreamy arrow through expectations and heartbreak. There’s a tinge of post-punk and country in every song, akin to Loretta Lynn joining forces with Galaxie 500 and Romeo Void, genre mashing be damned!

Now, that’s all well and good, but there is room for contemplation in this album. ‘Forever Gone’ and ‘Home Alone’ bring wistfulness to the proceedings. A minty aftertaste after the sweet and sour cocktail, a cool rain after a long warm workday. Moving Panoramas’ dreamgaze is one for the reflective minds that wish to tap that there dancing foot, ready to jump to the dance floor once the twangy guitars and fiddle join the party.

Moving Panoramas take pride on creating atmospheric music, and Louie Lino pays respect to the music created, once again managing to capture every sonic detail, every breath and sigh from all instruments. Reverb in a decent amount, a few pedal tricks, and a damn fine band playing their hearts out.

I posses no private information on Moving Panoramas. I can’t claim know their very exact thought process. I listen to their music and I know enough. I’ve only seen them live once, and interviewed them five years ago, over coffee and post-SXSW tiredness. And in that half-decade, I’ve seen them soar to heights only dream of. May they soar like a murmuration of starlings for as long as they live.

Words: Sam J. Valdés López

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