The Orange Drop “Drone Pop” (2014)

Shimmering in an indigo blue sky, between the heavy velvet
drapes of my bedroom window, drapes that are gently riding on a midnight
breeze, framing a dancing orange moon that’s almost lost on the horizon of my
dreams, with the liquid intentions of those bygone days filling a dropper
that’s been endlessly inching toward my lips since the first psychedelic
technicolour marvels of The Magical Mystery Tour touched my ears, dilated my
eyes, and set my feet to spinning on oriental carpets … where all was effortless,
where all was revealed, where a life lived within these grooves was endless,
timeless, and brilliantly alive. 

As the dropper settles onto the tip of my tongue, the
ceiling slips away, the floor morphs into sand, my walls lap at my feet like
phosphorescent waves, and everything is blown clean as I step into the
fourteenth year of the twenty-first century, with The Orange Drop re-inventing
all that I’ve held dear, and guiding me toward a blue sky dawn of hypnotic
wonder and deliverance … an album filled with with sonic layerings, pop
drenched droning bewilderment, and enough sparkling textures to keep the
listener buoyant and fully attentive. 

Never let anyone tell you that a life lived under the
influence of music, is not a wondrous place to be.

*** Limited Edition of 50 Compact Discs …

Review made by Jenell Kesler/2014

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