After All [Vinyl]

Sometimes, it's good to remember that cliché are clichés for a reason: because they're true. So when we tell you that 310's second full-length album for The Leaf Label (their fourth in total) distils a jumble sale of unlikely influences (hip hop, minimalist classicism, prog rock, collage esoterica, field recordings) and decants them into tracks that don't fit into a neat pigeonhole, it does read like a cliché BUT it is true. We've never managed to find an adequate way to describe what they do, and judging by some of the reviews, neither has anyone else.
On After All, 310 gradually build a restless, cinematic vision in erratic time signatures, where hazy memories of childhood fever-dreams and scratchy home reels fade in and out of focus... or are they just half-remembered images from a TV screen? 'That's been a theme running through our records,' says Tim. 'The sense of mystery. Mistaken memories. Something familiar in a strange way. Tapping into something subconscious. Nostalgia.'