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Soundtrack Of Our Lives : Behind The Music

Swedish gods of rock. Underrated no longer, surely...

Swedish gods of rock. Underrated no longer, surely.





Noel Gallagher once famously remarked that Oasis would never make a 'Sgt.Pepper' because his days of taking acid were firmly behind him. He needn't lose any more sleep: The Soundtrack Of Our Lives have done it for him and thrown in 'Who's Next' and 'Beggars Banquet' for good measure.





Widely dismissed on their arrival as a Middle Earth-inspired anomaly,

Soundtrack released their epic debut 'Welcome To the Infant Freebase' in 1996, and have been plying a warped trade in what can only be described as acid rock to a largely unimpressed world ever since. They will, you suspect,

continue the stand-off until one side or the other finally gives in. As

things currently stand, with Gandalf deputising for God, the odds on Planet Earth emerging triumphant are looking bleak. Because, having struggled with the usual dark forces which threaten all bands forced to take the long road (line-up changes; label hassles; tours of Outer Mongolia) 'Soundtrack have purged the demons evident on second outing 'Extended Revelations For The Psychic Weaklings Of Western Civilisation' and forged a gloriously quixotic third album which should endear them to anyone with a soft spot for rock's great gonzoid 60s iconographers: the Dandy Warhols, Monster Magnet and even, yes, Oasis.





Singer Ebbot Lundburg -a man who would surely sing in runic if he thought he could get away with it -rarely concerns himself with anything other than his

twin obsessions of time travel and E.S.P (or both at once, as in 'Broken

Imaginary Time') but musically Soundtrack acknowledge their musical ancestors with the zeal of Viking punks.





'Mind The Gap' is a nod to the Floyd's 'Wish You Were Here'; '21st Century Rip Off' winks knowingly toward Big Star's 'When My Baby's Beside Me' and 'Keep The Line Moving' provides a bloody great bearhug for The Who's 'Magic

Bus'. 'Ten Years Ahead' is well, 30 years behind, but that's the point. Plus, on 'Tonight'-one of the ballads strewn liberally throughout this almighty 15-track assault -Ebbot sounds like no one so much as a Nordic Gruff Rhys-mind scrambled but still vulnerable from all that ah-seed.



Think 'Radiator' re-interpreted by Spinal Tap."I wrote this when I was a hundred and forty four" he burbles on 'Still

Aging', determined to prove there's room for a kaftan wearing centenarian in

pop. He's right.



On this evidence, Soundtrack are the best post-everything six piece space rock band in the history of the eardrum .



Jason Fox
9 / 10

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