Boston Spaceships, The Planets Are Blasted (Guided by Voices, Inc.)
He still manages to get in a rock anthem with “Headache Revolution.” On the brooding “Big O Gets an Earful,” Pollard sounds like a ringer for Peter Gabriel, melody as enveloped by clouds as any early Genesis. But Pollard somehow makes the prog- and classic-rock moves feel new and fresh. String arrangements render these songs lush and fuller than his usual lo-fi work. Cap it off with his album art for a total package. As with any great collage artist, the pieces never seem random but somehow inevitable.
Trail of Dead, The Century of Self (Richter Scale/Justice)
Track titles like “Isis Unveiled” and “Halcyon Days” hint at epic gnome-rock themes that are perhaps better half-enunciated through the poetic language of lyrics. Although the title might be taken from a British TV-documentary essaying the history of individual psychology in the 20th century only to see the concept of the individual turned against us in commercial and political manipulations, it’s more likely a reference to the deeply personal nature of some of the songs, like “Pictures of an Only Child.” This is an example of theatrical rock that doesn’t keep the listener at arm’s length.