Pluto Eats the Sea – Suddenly, I Cried Forever

Pluto Eats the Sea
Suddenly, I Cried Forever

Pluto Eats the Sea has one major distinguishing feature. They’re British. If we take into account all the British acts over the last 50 years, we can conclude that there’s two types of British music: weird, and weirder. Pluto Eats the Sea is definitely on the “weirder” side of that. They make small, dainty pop songs that aren’t meant to be taken seriously. It’s music that you play in the background of your life, that you mellow out to, that you listen to when you don’t know what else to play.
Their music is based on just about nothing. The band uses guitar sparsely, drums to a minimalist degree, and I don’t even think there’s a bass. To make up for this lack of conventional instruments, they use a flute, a trumpet, bells, and synthetic noises often. The lead vocals are what strings this seemingly erratic amount of noise together. Always carrying a simple, beautiful tune, they are appropriately delicate and melodic. The backups range from a single voice who is a bit shaky to a whole chorus of people singing ‘ah’. Pluto makes the vocals work very well, and it’s the defining point in this album. By far the most experimental track here is the meandering yet jumpy opener, “Real Life Adventures,” while the most polished would be the very next track:, “Close Yr Arms Slowly and Take a Bow.”
Another feature about the band (a little less distinguising, but still important) is that these musicians aren’t out to be stars. In fact, they’re nearly hiding themselves. They have no Internet presence whatsoever, and I can’t even find a biography on these guys. It’s as if they’re saying, “We’re unimportant. Listen to the music. That’s important.”
All this leads me to one solid conclusion: If there were music to drift away on, this would be it. It’s melancholy, mellow, and instills a peaceful, easy feeling in you (to quote the Eagles). Sitting back and relaxing is ok when you hear Pluto Eats the Sea. Actually, it’s mandatory. But they probably wouldn’t tell you that.