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Favorite Track: "On Some Faraway Beach"
Least Favorite Track: "Baby's On Fire"
Dabbling in keyboard, saxophone, guitar, bass guitar, ambient music, glam, rock, progressive rock, experimental rock, and producing music for the likes of acts like U2, David Bowie, Johnny Cash, Talking Heads, DEVO, and Coldplay, self proclaimed “non-musician” Brian Eno’s debut solo record, Here Comes The Warm Jets, is both influential and iconic. Despite the self labeling of this “non-musician” title, Eno seems to be more of a musician than almost anyone. His massive catalog includes some of the most influential moments in both glam rock, and ambient music’s history. This artistry bred from versatility is as apparent as ever on Here Comes The Warm Jets. Whether it be the driving baselines on tracks like “Needles In The Camels Eye” or the experimental and almost frightening outros like on “Dead Finks Don’t Talk”, Here Comes The Warm Jets generally keeps you on your toes pretty well. Throughout this record it isn’t hard to see where some of the driving sounds of acts like David Bowie were generated from, however Eno’s sound is very different. It is very easy to get lost in his music due to his quirky elongated vocal delivery. Sometimes this repeated delivery does make a lot of his sound sort of blend together. This knack for getting his listener lost in his sound most definitely translated into his later ambience records including his most recent project, Music For Installations, which was released in 2018. The track “On Some Faraway Beach” is absolutely gorgeous. The euphoric and pleasant progression of the cut, amounts to a dreamy and extremely rewarding pay off for the listener. In simple terms; the track sounds pretty. Eno’s versatility is presented on this record when he contrasts songs like that with ones like “Dead Finks Don’t Talk” which features sets of urgent sounding snares and distorted guitar leads that only fade into oblivion, with the creepy sounding outro that I previously mentioned. The conclusion to this melting pot of sonic techniques comes in the title track “Here Comes The Warm Jets”. The four minute, lyric-less track is a constant uphill build. The repeated distorted guitar lick is present throughout the whole track. Along the way it picks up a heavy drum beat, some gospel-like vocal melodies and overall tension. It’s the perfect conclusion to this mosh pit of an album. Overall, Here Comes The Warm Jets built the foundation for the future of Brian Eno’s massive discography. He built everything he is now off of this record, and without it we wouldn’t of received one of probably the most influential overall musicians of all time.