I?d have to say that at certain times I can be quite churlish and petty and my assumption that I?d never again enjoy a record squarely placed in the ?post-rock? encampment might be coming back to bite me on the arse if there are more bands of Let the Airplanes Circle Overhead?s calibre lurking in the undergrowth.

It?s not that they have turned the genre overhead and thrust it in another, more daring direction just that they play it with such feeling it?d be a lie to say that it didn?t move me. The shimmering guitars drip melancholy and pathos and those slow burning build ups are accurately drawn and well executed.

One way in which Let Airplanes Circle Overhead do differ from their peers is that on peaking they do actually throw themselves into some bone-crushing riffs that Bardo Pond would be proud of, and rather than let them hang aimlessly like storm clouds they drag them along at a rollicking, almost speed metal to these ears, pace which had me offering the devil sign up to the displeased heavens. 7/10 -- Rich Hopkins (31 October, 2005)