So… it happened. 
If you don’t get it, you don’t get it, and it sounds like the kind of half-baked sonic offal that any bedroom musician could knock together on a computer (it hasn't been made on a computer at all). Not just that, but with badly-dated computer technology and retreading territory exhausted by others long before.
If you do get My Bloody Valentine and their minimalist, ascetic-aesthetic, then step inside for a second, because:
Anyway:
My Bloody Valentine - New You
My Bloody Valentine -In Another Way
My Bloody Valentine - Wonder 2
Can all the would-be shoegaze revivalists please give up now?

If you don’t get it, you don’t get it, and it sounds like the kind of half-baked sonic offal that any bedroom musician could knock together on a computer (it hasn't been made on a computer at all). Not just that, but with badly-dated computer technology and retreading territory exhausted by others long before.
If you do get My Bloody Valentine and their minimalist, ascetic-aesthetic, then step inside for a second, because:
NSFW:
He’s done it, thank fuck.
And blow me down, it’s strikingly beautiful, in a way that’s impossible to explain to people who don’t care for that kind of dirty-yet-dreamy, lush-yet-minimalist sound. But never mind them, they don’t have a soul.*
Seriously though, I was dreading it. I thought it would be a collection of directionless noodling. Worse, it sounded for all the world like a load of directionless noodling. Until the third listen, by which time I’d kind of given up hope. Then it grabbed my soul and dragged it into an indigo-tinged vortex of gorgeousness and destruction. It’s all about what’s NOT there, if you know what I mean. Sounds oh-so-pretentious until you actually investigate it, whereupon you realise it’s the antithesis of pretentious, overblown rubbish.
*Sorry if I pissed you off there, person-who-doesn’t-have-a-soul. You may well even have a soul for all I know. And I’m not saying that I believe in the objective existence of a ‘soul’, before you start.
I must ask you in good faith, however, why are you reading this? Boredom? Nobody’s THAT bored. Because you couldn’t help but see what kind of florid drivel I’d written? Stop reading posts made by somebody you find objectionable for some unknown reason, especially when they’ve tagged them for the primary purpose of not somehow offending your ever-so-delicate sensibilities. Get a life. I'm on the wind-up. Oh, and fuck off too.
And blow me down, it’s strikingly beautiful, in a way that’s impossible to explain to people who don’t care for that kind of dirty-yet-dreamy, lush-yet-minimalist sound. But never mind them, they don’t have a soul.*
Seriously though, I was dreading it. I thought it would be a collection of directionless noodling. Worse, it sounded for all the world like a load of directionless noodling. Until the third listen, by which time I’d kind of given up hope. Then it grabbed my soul and dragged it into an indigo-tinged vortex of gorgeousness and destruction. It’s all about what’s NOT there, if you know what I mean. Sounds oh-so-pretentious until you actually investigate it, whereupon you realise it’s the antithesis of pretentious, overblown rubbish.
*Sorry if I pissed you off there, person-who-doesn’t-have-a-soul. You may well even have a soul for all I know. And I’m not saying that I believe in the objective existence of a ‘soul’, before you start.
I must ask you in good faith, however, why are you reading this? Boredom? Nobody’s THAT bored. Because you couldn’t help but see what kind of florid drivel I’d written? Stop reading posts made by somebody you find objectionable for some unknown reason, especially when they’ve tagged them for the primary purpose of not somehow offending your ever-so-delicate sensibilities. Get a life. I'm on the wind-up. Oh, and fuck off too.
Anyway:
My Bloody Valentine - New You
My Bloody Valentine -In Another Way
My Bloody Valentine - Wonder 2
Can all the would-be shoegaze revivalists please give up now?

