With their bigger and better second album, London-based indie/dance band Boxed In have earned their breakout moment
The Plateau Phase/Fin
Mmmm, you've got to love that [B]Martin Hannett[/B] snare sound....
Dismissed in their late-'70s/early-'80s heyday as shallow Joy Division copyists in all apart from the most fanatical Euro-goth circles, these two CDs wrap up their entire career, the first comprising their three Factory releases, 'The Plateau Phase', 'Live On A Hot August Night' and 'Sexus', and the second touting their credentials as a live act.
While it's a tough call to distinguish them from so many of their peers, this remains an enthralling enough glimpse at a moment in musical history when the DIY ethos of punk gradually gave way to experiments with electronics and song structures which made the early-'80s underground as fertile as any before or since. That they should also have the gumption to attempt Throbbing Gristle's 'United' on 'Fin' shows a playful face buried behind the upturned lapels of their raincoats.
Grim, grey and a bit throwaway, but nonetheless a 6/10 twice for having tried so hard.
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