Is it getting boring
talking about how criminally ignored The Earthmen have been this year? Tough. They've
toured their lillywhite arses off, put out a stunning album and a string of singles that
were born to be heard, even on commercial radio. This is the ballad, a huge, gorgeous
creation that with strings that sing and no local equal since the days of the Go Betweens.
Polished pop at its most seductive. Even quality bsides, the 'that can't be a demo' demo
of Last Train To Splitsville and a live on JJJ Coloured In. Beat (Melbourne), 12 November 1997. Cameron Adams.
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Though you'd never
believe it from seeing their decidedly casual live shows, The Earthmen have an innate
talent for heart-on-sleeve love songs with plentiful drama and epic intentions. And this
one's the most epic of the lot - a gentle opening builds to a crescendo of orchestral
splendour the likes of which is rarely heard in this country, Scott Stevens letting fly
with the kind of chorus vocal that keeps lighter manufacturers in business. The perfect
antidote to Anthology Season. In Press (Melbourne), 2 July 1997. Anthony Horan. |