“Bubbles in Space” by Michael Andrews
When The Origin disappeared from existence, I was disappointed to say the least. But, years later (in the Information Age, ruled over by Skynet and the Library of the Internets) I ran across their songwriter working under the name Elgin Park (great album, too). Here he is again with another solo album.
From his website: “Andrews shares the wonder and excitement of his transformation into a father. This is a kaleidoscopic collection of songs about blowing bubbles, watching his baby sleep and the psychedelic, shape shifting, epiphanies that are taking place in between. At times stark, other times cinematic.”
And, while I don’t usually quote others’ marketing copy (because it’s just that: Marketing Copy), I like the description. I can imagine “Bubbles in Space” being written while singing in a whispered hush over a child’s bed. I’ve certainly done that a time or several.
Bubbles climbing into space, are you going to take me? Empty as you seem to be, take away my history.
You don’t know The Origin?
And even more disappointing than The Origin disappearing was the dramatic evaporation of The La’s. You remember The La’s:
