Typhoon has a swirling film score-epic feel to it, with tortured vocals atop swirling guitars and doomed piano chimes likening it to an incredibly dark, off-beat Doctor Who finalé score. It's powerful, fleeting, and it's just there ready to make you really feel something. The savage roars and wheezes of the guitars on Humble Humble punch through the tender melodies of the verses, and the astral ascension to close the lP at the end is just so breathtaking that you can't help but leave the listening experience of the Shipping Forecast's debut without being completely and utterly in love with this band.
I've had high praise for a few of the band's Cornish compatriots like Lost Dawn and The Black Tambourines, but FUCK - The Shipping Forecast are something really fucking special. They don't sound like they're from Falmouth, they don't even sound like they're from Planet Earth... I urge you to check out these modern day post-rock shamen.
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