Be

Autoliner, Chicago’s most powerful Power Trio has whipped up a telekinetic storm of super-orchestrated jetstream pop, orgasmic 80s British and American new wave levitation, and chromed 70s prog, that flat out rocks. Anthems so huge, they’re like seamless silver skyscrapers, with gyroscoping triple-harmonies that threaten to escape earth orbit, and a wave of psychedelic momentum that will flood your cranium with the most iridescent paisleys. This is The Beatles “Magical Mystical Tour” on some all-natural amphetamine/aphrodisiac, and edgy to the point of serration… It’s advised that you drop names like The Beatles, Bee Gees, Electric Light Orchestra, Cheap Trick, Love, Translator, The Posies, The Shazam, XTC… And like their debut CD ‘Life On Mars’, where the band “started to think we were making 'Abbey Road', we just kept throwing in strings and horns", ‘Be’ is a similarly lush and baroque album, adorned with every conceivable sonic ornament… Speaking of adornment, in