Vinyl LP pressing. Every Country\’s Sun takes two decades of Mogwai\’s signature, contrasting sounds – towering intensity, pastoral introspection, synth-rock minimalism, DNA-detonating volume – and distills it, beautifully, into 56 concise minutes of gracious elegance, hymnal trance-rock, and transcendental euphoria. Produced by psych-rock luminary Dave Fridmann, it\’s a structural soundscape built from stark foundations up; from a gentle, twinkling, synth-rock spectre to a solid, blown-out, skyward-thrusting obelisk. There\’s percussive, dream-state electronics (\”Coolverine\”), church organs as chariots of existential fire (\”Brain Sweeties\”), tremulous, foreboding bleeping – possibly from a dying android (\”aka 47\”). Their most transportive album yet, it also hosts their most fully realized art-pop sing-along of their storied history, \”Party In The Dark,\” a head-spinning disco-dream double-helix echoing New Order and The Flaming Lips, featuring Braithwaite\’s seldom-heard melodic vocals declaring he\’s \”directionless and innocent, searching for another piece of mind\”. This is music as a keep-out chrysalis, protective audio armor through exalting organs and portentous, dissonant guitar fuzz warping at the edges, bending the world inside-out into a reality in which you\’d much rather live. The last three songs ascend into explosive exorcism, closing with the colossal \”Every Country\’s Sun,\” it\’s searching intensity whooshing towards infinity in a dazzling cosmic crescendo.
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