Her Space Holiday The Past Presents the Future
Marc Bianchi‘s been at it for nearly 10 years-ages before anyone thought to label his […]
Marc Bianchi‘s been at it for nearly 10 years-ages before anyone thought to label his sensitive-boy, verse-chorus-verse guitar and drumkit experiments “indietronica,” and certainly before Postal Service fever swept the nation like so many teenage love notes. As the successor to 2003‘s The Young Machines-which produced HSH‘s first college radio hit, “My Boyfriend‘s Girlfriend”-The Past finds Bianchi a veritable force. The world is primed for his inner dialogue, a moody outlook he cloaks in fiction and everything‘s-peachy-keen melodies. On “Weight of the World,” Bianchi works out religious demons through the viewpoint of a housewife who muses “Now I finally understand/Jesus is like every man/Tells you what you want to hear/Until you fall in love and he disappears.” Phone messages from loved ones appear at the outset and halfway through, with lyrics like “misery loves company when company won‘t call” interspersed throughout: TMI for some, but those enamored of Bianchi‘s deadpan whisper will enjoy his present progression.