Espers: III
Right from the start—from the very first musical moment—it’s the gorgeous, spacious sound we’ve grown to love from Espers’ Greg Weeks and his Hexham">http://www.myspace.com/hexhamhead">Hexham Head Studio in Philadelphia. While III’s rather straightforward instrumentation (churning, scintillating acoustic guitars, appropriately warm, round bass, and steady, impactful drums) marks a subtle departure from the doumbek and dholak of IIhttp://blog.stereophile.com/musicroom/facethemusic/042706espers/">II;, the quality of sound is no less complex or stirring. We hear the sounds of wood and brass meeting with flesh and skin, of bow hair as it courses along cello strings, of cello moan and sigh, of the most delicious fuzzed-out guitar placed in realistic, three-dimensional space—all with such truth, such blood, such respect of momentum and flow, that we are fooled into thinking that the very space around us is, in fact, growing, exhaling, beating.