Five/Eight is a tour-de-force of the internet music forum industry, ideally contrasted by the insightful discussion of its peak performers with no-nonsense post-modern self-referential humor and spam. To that end, it's the culmination of years of refinement, and the labor shows; there's a reason it's become such a breakout hit, etc, visa-vi. Consider, if you will, the ploddingly nightmarish yet fascinatingly compelling dulcet tones of the Manbient to be the atmosphere setting a mystical mood, slightly forgiving, always encapsulating; the anti-capitalization anti-doctrine ubarhax the ongoing rhythm as a metaphor for the continuation of life, death, and the suburbian melodrama that spins eternal; the twins Pnoomnoomnoom and Nolan begetting a lost foundation of ivy, printing a self-aware yet constantly driven sense of place; the numeric accuracy of the Mathboy a reliable calculator but as with slightly more personality, a go-to simile of the counter-reed; the indulable snark of one whose name eludes the ever-knowing server, that we know as an Abe, a tam-tam to requisite regularly; Neat things; and finally, the inexplicable whimsy that telephones in a new sun every morning unresting, the melody at the tip of an ear, a tongue, a string, a wire, the bone, a feather, and when remembrance enchants, our souls. This is what it is all about. Amen. 4.5/5
