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Chambers by Lorelle Meets The Obsolete

March 3, 2014
Adam Millard

There are many fantasy bands that I could conjure up in my head which would well and truly obliterate the majority of their would-be peers. One of these imaginary combos would see Thee Oh Sees fronted by Charlotte Gainsbourg, and luckily my fantasy seems to have become almost-reality without the need for any Weird Science-esque japes. Lorelle Meets The Obsolete have managed to tap into Thee Oh Sees DIY abandon and Charlotte Gainsbourg's cool, atmospheric vocals and synthy persuasions to make an album that's instantly gratifying. Chambers is a sexy-pulsing-swirling ball of psych from start to finish, polished up with a gorgeous laid back delivery from singer Lorena Quintanilla. 

Despite these comparisons, Lorelle Meets The Obsolete are actually a Mexican duo of Lorelle (or Lorena Quintanilla) and The Obsolete (or Alberto González). Chambers is officially their third album, but is the first to be widely released in Europe (courtesy of those nice people at Sonic Cathedral). Opening with the throbbing synth and bass driven "What's Holding You?" and the swirling, disorientation of "The Myth of the Wise", the album puts its cards on the table from the outset. It's such a full organic sound that you'd be hard pushed to spot that its a duo making the music (so it'll be interesting to see how these songs translate on their imminent UK tour). "Sealed Scene" takes this sonic barrage to the next level, its a dirty rock n roll nugget that borrows from a whole batch of genre's but still comes out sounding like 2014, and "Thoughts About Night Noon" adds some welcome melodics to the fold.

The trouble with putting all your cards on the table might be that things get a bit predictable, and whilst there are no major curve balls thrown on this record, we do get a couple of slight detours in the form of the slumbering druggy-Beatles riffs on "Dead Leaves" and the completely toned down (and particularly gorgeous) "Grieving". Chambers is a crackling, pulsing slab of music which seems to perfectly summarise the Sonic Cathedral ethos in one cathartic 39 minute chunk.