*Note: Sorry that I have been absent the past few days. I took a breather. Thank you to Jezy for picking up the slack.
I don’t need to draw a line in the sand between My Bloody Valentine and Slowdive, delineating one as superior to the other. My admiration for the two has comingled peacefully for years. The reason I say this is that there seem to be distinct subsets of shoegazer fans: those convicted to follow the Ride religion, Crane cohorts, Catherine Wheel spinners, etc. Even with all of this gerrymandering, to ignore “Loveless” is to blaspheme against the State, but where does that put “Souvlaki”?
Slowdive is certainly no forgotten act, but their stature never rose to MBV levels of cosmic ebullition. Perhaps a certain amount of this can be explained by the fact that Slowdive didn’t evaporate into quite the same cloud of “what ifs” as Kevin Shield’s project. The band followed their masterpiece (“Souvlaki”) with another astounding, if less-often heard, effort (“Pygmalion”). They broke up and leader Neil Halstead formed the equally dreamy, if earthier, Mojave 3. And he just released a new solo album. So, yeah, I guess there is less blurry mystique behind Slowdive, but that doesn’t decrease the bliss of “Souvlaki”, which is easily one of my ten favorite albums of the ‘90s.
“When the Sun Hits”