In a way, it’s incredibly brazen of The Necks to press a few warm-up exercises onto record and then »Travel« is simply ends up being one of the best albums of the year. Jazz? Post-rock? Minimal music transposed to a band line-up? All of that, somehow, but unlike any of those things. These are just three guys who have been able to make music out of nothing for three decades; music that makes time stand still. This is especially true in these comparatively short improvisations, presented here in a somewhat polished form. They modestly eclipse everyone who has ever attempted anything comparable.
The Necks – Travel
