I had intended to launch into this review with a few Icelandic clichés and misdirected comparisons (Sigur Ros anyone?) but every other publication under the sun seems to have beaten me to it. Oh well, I guess that's the price you pay when you fail to get your reviews done on time.
So what can I say about Reykjavik's Leaves that hasn't already been said? Not a lot as it happens. Breathe contains eleven tracks of atmospheric, string swept ballads; the sort that will have fans of Travis pissing themselves with excitement. For the sane (and continent) ones amongst us however, the entirely opposite response awaits: boredom. Don't get me wrong, Breathe does have it's moments (the unashamedly anthemic Catch for example) but these are too few and far between to allow it to stand up to repeated listening. Rather than being enjoyable, listening to Breathe in its entirety soon becomes a chore and where's the fun in that? 5/10
Reviewed By David Coleman
5th of September 2002
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