The BQE

The BQE is surprisingly good, especially when things could have been primed for a Sufjan backlash. Definitely wears its influences on its sleeve, but meets my mental pre-conception of New York perfectly (i.e. frantic, romanticised, almost absurdly optimistic, beauty in the seemingly unprepossessing). Asthmatic Kitty say there's Gerswin, Wagner, Terry Riley, and Charles Ives in there, which I can certainly hear, but I'm not sure where they get the Autechre from . . . perfect to instill some similar hopefulness in winter journeys in the occasionally oppressive big smoke as well.

Somehow brings Style Wars into my head (the records cover helps) maybe its the optimism or just the NY transport authorities . . .