Just like the previous two Aislers Set records, this one has the ability to create a universe of its own. This time it's a slightly darker, more adult universe.
Maybe it's the way the lyrics are written - you can't understand them completely even when you see them written down - or maybe it's the way they use difficult words without them sounding pretendious - or the way the imply situations instead of describing them, which makes you use your imagination to fill the gaps in. Or maybe it is the way they use music -its history and their influences but also instruments and the sounds they make- like they are toys in their playground. Maybe that's what people who say that the Aislers Set are a band with vision - or maybe as we all know I might have an overactive imagination.
In any case, How I Learned To Write Backwards seems rather sexy in a lonely way to me. Maybe I think about is as being more laid-back than it actually is, but it makes me think of slow, boring summer afternoons when you close the shutters in the vain hope it'll keep the heat out, but the light that comes through the cracks is blinding. And even though this isn't the ideal setting for dreaming you dream away - about what it would be like if you weren't there alone (Sara's song). Or maybe dark nights when you spy on the neighbours, hidden in the darkness of your room (Emotional Levy) and how the only thing this makes you think of is your own life and what's missing from it (Unfinished Paintings).
A record that would make a great soundtrack without that making it boring at all. It's made of sixties harmonies, indiepop flavourings, a fair bit of soul and a lot of style that makes all the above sound coherent. Oh - sixties harmonies, indiepop flavourings, a fair bit of soul and a post punk outbust.
When the noise that made me snap out of the above daydreaming -and which is called The Train #2- stopped, I noticed what Amy was singing, and it made me smile because I thought she's a bit like us: she doesn't forget her old loves (for example, the Television Personalities) and she loves the Smiths, too.
Because she says: If I'd never learned to drive the car I would never have been hit by the car. If I'd never learned to love I would never have been hit by the train. If I'd never learned to love the bomb... it would have never been the bomb that would bring us together... the bomb... that will bring us together.