L. Pierre

For everyone who thought that Malcolm Middleton was the musical brains of Arab Strap while Aidan Moffat handled the boozy musing, this will definitely prove otherwise. L. Pierre (changed from "Lucky Pierre”) is Moffat’s somewhat solo project and, in short, it’s absolutely beautiful from start to finish. You might think that Moffat would want another avenue to showcase his way with a sexually charged metaphor but, alas, this is not the case. Dip is an entirely instrumental album that swells like the sea with its mix of organic instruments (piano and banjo), electronic layering and drum machines. This is the perfect indescribable music. No matter how many times I look towards the thesaurus, there will probably not be the proper word to describe the serene, calm nature of this music. Actually, the title gives the perfect analogy, as the album opens with the call of gulls and ends with the sounds of a person exiting the water. Thus, think of this album as the feeling you get when you’re floating on water, staring up at the sky and things just seem beautifully hopeful and the opportunities are endless. This absolute triumph of an album is the aural equivalent. Lucky, indeed.