POLARCHORAL

GRICE is a Wimbledon-born vocalist, multi-instrumentalist, and songwriter. In 2012, he released his debut "Propeller", an outstanding album, which landed in my collection 10 years later, since I was introduced to his craft through Stefano Panunzi, a celebrated Italian composer who has led a couple of Fjieri as well as a steam of delightful solo albums that lean heavily on idols Mick Karn, Japan and its offshoots, which explains the continued presence of Richard Barbieri throughout Grice's discography. This is his 5th release and surely his finest effort. In order to better target his style, let's say somewhere in the Tim Bowness/ Steve Wilson league (the creative duo behind No Man) but one can also detect a strong art rock sense in his romantic singing that has a touch of Bryan Ferry (Roxy Music), Jim Kerr (Simple Minds), Mark Hollis (Talk Talk) or Steve Hogarth (Marillion) due to the smooth delivery and redolent melancholia. This is intelligent, adult, sophisticated, dreamscape prog-pop, accessible but with a twist of smarts, clever arrangements, and a darn beautiful voice. All ten songs (and one single version of "Saviour" as the finale) remain pretty much in the same mould, offering more than enough space and creativity to make each piece a personal, unique, and expressive statement. Therein lies the genius here, a style that is well founded, deeply grounded, hyper-focused and outright inspirational, as it swoons with class, very much a teamwork feel, no extended solos but each guest contributing to the overall spirit with aplomb.

The "Involution" sets the overall forlorn tone quite succinctly, creating a misty concoction, laden with assorted blurred voices, snappy percussive adornments from Robert Brian that convey a chaotic spasm of feelings and impressions, and an acidic lead vocal that waver in the sonic flutter. A sonic anesthetic. The pendulum swings ahead (or so it seems) with the bittersweet "Damage Done", a platform for Grice to show off his considerable vocal ability, the arrangement much sunnier and reflective, jangling guitar arpeggios, delicate piano, and a calibrated e-guitar solo. The power surge is unexpected and obstinate as Brian drums up quite the storm, glowing into a shimmering simmer.

A bucolic "Winter" steers the audience into a laid back, Beatles-ish ballad, hinting of some lost psychedelia, trumpet and flugelhorn spotlights, a dash of Celtic pipes and Al Swainger's pensive double bass. An autumn breeze "that lets the sunlight in", what great timing! "If this is the Winter, we become Spring". Stripped down to the basics, "Without Her" has a faint aroma of Greek tragedy (or is it ouzo?), probably due to the use of a tzouras (a type of bouzouki), a simple but nonconventional song, as the hot Hellenic sun knows no winter snow and Nordic ice. Grice has the ideal voice to carry this off and impress. Another change of pace with the remarkable "Saviour", an obvious candidate for airplay or at least introduction to the art of Polarchoral , a fluent , accessible and even punchy prog-pop track that reveals further the suave voice's sweet influence on the ears. Cello and violin combine for a chamber rock quality to the forefront, though a stinging lead guitar certainly keeps the tempo on full throttle.

Also of note are the two epic pieces, first up the 10 minute + "Alarm Bells" is an exquisitely crafted jewel, which give the instrumental sections way more breath and wider expanse. Here the overall focus is on a more experimental plane, where lofty sounds, vaporous sensations, polyrhythmic intricacy, and that darn trumpet blaring, all together inducing a dreamlike contrast between sad confusion and intricate yearning. Very much in David Sylvian territory but the voice is closer to Hogarth or Wilson. Richard Barbieri certainly provides the "Synthesis and Sonic Pulse" on this luscious track.

The enchanting "Band of Brothers" questions the notion of love as the powerful words are repeated endlessly ("What about Love"?) , a poignant and foolishly gorgeous romantic ballad that should be compelling and seductive. It is. The oooh-ooh backing vocals are beguiling. Pedal Steel guitar gets a spotlight. "Legend" is particularly intoxicating as the hypnotic chorus seeps deep into the psyche, the luscious Luca Calabrese trumpet swaying like a brassy zephyr. More sonic beauty and an anguished voice that convinces with each panting note that we need to "stop the killing".

The second epic, the 14-minute title track is by far the most progressive on the menu, in that it really painstakingly sets the sonic table with all the prerequisites one would expect from a more exploratory track as it imbues some undulating Saharan motifs (yes, the percussive caravan known as Hossam Ramzy), with sweeping female voices that seem veiled in filigree and shadow. The mood is slightly reminiscent of Ferry's throbbing piece "The Chosen One", an absolute cracker that is not as celebrated as it should be. This a mesmerising kaleidoscope of sun broiled sounds that send the mind into the remotest adventure, the quixotic trumpet again finds itself scouring the sand swept horizon. Magical and intoxicating, this is musical hashish.

The magical blue stones "Lapis Lazuli" sets this one to bed, with only a reprise of Saviour as a radio edit bonus track to add another minty candy to the saliva. As befits a gentle lullaby, the silky voice is a gleaming whisper of passion that seeks only to soothe, perhaps even beguile, as Grice handles all the main instruments while Steve Jansen takes care of the jewelry store of "Ghost pads, Bells and Lazurite sonics". Bloody amazing.

I was extremely impressed, even profoundly moved by the deep qualities of Grice's craft, an obvious labour of love, highly polished and detailed and ultimately, enthralling. I found myself quite hypnotized and spiritually medicated at the conclusion, this after only one spin. I fear that upon repeated returns, this may both bruise and then soothe my aching heart. And that is what great prog does to you, it heals. Thank you, Maria Peters of Hungersleep records for the medicinal music. Dr. Grice from now on, LOL

4.5 glacial harmonics