Finally, some decent instrumental rock that doesn’t go the way of creating bland, hypersentimental electronically enhanced post-rock. We were truly bored out of our asses with that stuff and it was starting to feel like that time when everyone in your highschool was trying to become a poet.

Melbourne’s Margins paint grim and lonely pictures avoiding post-rock cliches like going “epic”, which perhaps makes it a bit boring for the new generations, who want breakdowns and booms. Sounding rather minimal and prolonged, Margins create somber moods with plain melodies and great interplay between instruments. This does in the end make the album suffer from “sounding the same throughout” as pabanks has noted here; yet the twangy guitar is still a joy to behold and for a debut this sounds pretty solid. 7.5

Out on Low Transit Industries.