Survive

HD015LP/540-046/LLR010 (Holodeck/540 Records/Light Lodge)

Warm or cold, Survive fires synapses across your cerebral cortex. Bubbling mercury on the former end of the spectrum, then dropping it faster than a rocket coolant system, the Austin foursome initially stored its aural sine wave on this 2012 LP for Berlin’s Mannequin Records. Reissued last month on a trio of local imprints, the full-length debut now preserves smooth, near-perfect oscillations on tar-black vinyl. Ambient opener “Deserted Skies” herds melody as effortlessly as clouds across West Texas, an Explosions in the Sky/Friday Night Lights moment for the electronic movement. “Floating Cube” then sweeps in like Tangerine Dream scoring Michael Mann’s Thief. Its synthesis of multiple British Invasions sidesteps space-age haircuts, mascara, and lipstick for an alternately seedy yet giddy Europop vibe replete with progressive underpinnings. Connective tissue “To Light Alone I Bow” sets a stage for the festival bomp and splash of “Hourglass,” a percussive hard rain of sonic meteorites. Ditto for the horn-y punctuation of side two starter “Black Mollies,” whose dark aura parts for rays of OMD, while closer “Dirge” – at seven minutes, the longest track on this catalog number namesake – simmers and broils apocalyptic magma in a suite-like series of atmospheric disturbances. At once shot through with dread yet soothed by aquatic currents, its major and minor chord triumph encapsulates Survive in a song – less funeral for a friend than a chemically enhanced wake. ****.5

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San Francisco native Raoul Hernandez crossed the border into Texas on July 2, 1992, and began writing about music for the Chronicle that fall, debuting with an album review of Keith Richards’ Main Offender. By virtue of local show previews – first “Recommendeds,” now calendar picks – his writing’s appeared in almost every issue since 1993.