Galilee, Robot Arms


The year was 1997: Some intern named Monica was getting her taste of politics; Tommy Lee had launched his acting career; and the young rocker now known as Galilee got done nasty in an accident.

Physically unable to perform, his musical ways found an alternative in the ascending electronic media. Liking it so much, he stuck to this electro-music even after recuperating. It seems others liked it as well, for his menacingly-titled electro-album, Abductions & Mud, would become the most frequently played offering at his college radio station.

Now long out of college, Galilee has just released Robot Arms, which includes tracks as recent as this year, and as distant as 2002. Robot Arms clocks in at 8 tracks. Does that make it a long EP, or a short album?

The track “Hermitically Sealed” has enough sonic stimuli for a whole album. I feel like I’m in some post-apocalyptic dungeon, where this mad scientist is turning me into an android, as carbon-based life is no longer sustainable.

The title track is kinetic and far-reaching. Makes me wonder: is the speed of sound altered once we leave our planet’s gravitational pull? Towards the end, I hear something that resembles spoken words. Am, however, unable to discern. Is it alien-talk?

“Welcome to the End” is a tad brooding in tone. It begins quite slowly, but then accelerates into rocket-speed. Lyrics arrive, zooming by at a rapid pace.  

“Test Dummie” has a darkly reflective tone. I love the bass lines that drop like cinderblocks. Reminiscent of Reznor.    

About one minute in, the track “Wishing” momentarily blasts into something that seems to defy classification. This strange & wild sequence occurs again towards the track’s end.

“Day to Day” is almost somewhat normal, which makes it strange, given the rest of Robot Arms.      

“The Saddest Video Game” doesn’t seem so morose to my ears. It’s got this pulsating, infectious bounce. Screw the video game, I wanna groove, maybe grind my futon.

Speaking of groove & grind, the “bonus track” might be the most dance-friendly of all.

Though I don’t wish to reveal his real name, Galilee is a skilled writer as well. It’s quite clear the man can play ball with both words and sounds. Might some secret link between the two be divined?

Seek the answer at:

Further edification:
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