The first MP3 player I owned was small. Both in size and memory. The Samsung YP N30S (Google it) boasted a whopping 128mb of memory, enough for about 30 songs. If I really put my mind to it, I could probably recreate that playlist. That was about 8 years ago. Now I have music on my frigging cell phone, and my sister has 160gb of iPod to fill. So imagine going back to the 80’s (if you were even alive back then) on the same technological curve, and chances are you’ll be imagining something that sounds like Com Truise’s Galactic Melt.
If you ever watched a PBS special on outer space when you were growing up, or seen a montage segment from a fantasy kids movie, you’ll feel you’ve heard Galactic Melt before. Every track sounds like a sequence where the grown-ups running the show weren’t sure on what kids would like, so they just threw some space lasers in and called it a day. Maybe I missed the chillwave… wave? but to me, with the exception of VHS Sex, these songs are indistinguishable to one another. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t actively dislike this album; I’ll happily admit I caught myself bobbing along to “Glawio”. But the whole album just kind of… happened… to my ears while I was “working” (read: Facebook and webcomics with the article on the side).
Admittedly, it’s impressive that creator Haley is able to make these tracks sound like they’re 30 years old and played with a computer you used at elementary school (iTunes for the Atari, anyone?) and for that I applaud him. But I would be hard pressed to buy Galactic Melt, on the grounds that, frankly, I heard it when I was a kid.
I bet it would be sweet live though.