1993, Creation Records
Slowdive had already broken up by the time I first heard their song “When the Sun Hits.” They’re one of a handful of bands that I missed out on seeing live, because I was either too late in finding them, or even worse, I was too young and my parents wouldn’t allow it. They say timing is everything; my timing has always been a little off.
Between 1989 and 1995, the English band (fronted by my other favorite, Neil Halstead) put out three full-length albums and multiple singles and EPs. They found themselves tossed in the “shoegaze” genre, as did any band that followed, and still follows, in the steps of the iconic My Bloody Valentine.
True to the shoegaze category in which they were placed, their second album Souvlaki is steeped in those droney, long-winded guitar sounds and vocals that are eerie and not-of-this world. It will always remind me of something out of a space-like dream, as it drips sensitively in my ear with heavy introspective distortion. Luscious, rich and intoxicating, Slowdive’s Souvlaki is a must for anyone who has ever gazed at their shoes too long while slowly swaying to bliss in a dark theatre somewhere.
By: Amanda Chatel