Brian Eno, LUX

Andrew Parks

By Andrew Parks

on 11.13.12 in Reviews
Finally giving fans what they’ve wanted all along

Well it’s about goddamn time. After years of padding his already-ridiculous resume – dude’s down with Bowie, Bono and Byrne, not to mention Robert Fripp, Cluster and Coldplay – with such experimental flourishes as a shambolic poetry slam (Drums Between the Bells) and “film manipulations” for Daníel Bjarnason and Ben Frost (Music For Solaris), Brian Eno has finally given his fans what they’ve wanted all along: Music For Airports! Part Deux. Or LUX for short, a misleading title since there’s nothing luxurious about his first proper solo LP since 2005′s Another Day on Earth. Instead, the album stretches four wide-span tracks over 76 minimal, slow-moving minutes, which makes sense when you consider they were originally written for an Italian art installation where a sound system randomly played sustained chords, phantom voices and the plink, plop and plunk of a disembodied piano depending on where you walked within the gallery space. Being trapped on the moon or inside the glass cage of a snow globe must feel, and sound, a lot like this.