Explosions In The Sky / The Earth is Not a Cold Dead Place
Artist Explosions In The Sky
Album Title: The Earth is Not a Cold Dead Place
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Primary Genre Rock: Post Rock
Format Vinyl (2)
Released 11/04/2003
Reissue Date 00/00/2016
Label Temporary Residence Limited
Catalog No TRR 61
Bar Code No 656605306117
Reissue Yes
Packaging LP Sleeve
Tracks
The Earth is Not a Cold Dead Place (Disc 1)
A1. First Breath After Coma (9:33)
A2. The Only Moment We Were Alone (10:14)
B1. Six Days at the Bottom of the Ocean (8:43)
B2. Memorial (8:50)
The Earth is Not a Cold Dead Place (Disc 2)
A1. Your Hand in Mine (8:17)
Date Acquired 03/05/2021
Personal Rating
Acquired from Temporary Residence Limited Website
Purchase Price 22.00

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Notes

Notes:
Comes in a standard single sleeve with printed inner sleeves and MP3 download.
Originally issued with Temporary Residence Ltd. 20th Anniversary sticker and a white hype sticker. Later issued with a red and white hype sticker.
Side D contains no music but has an etching depicting birds and the sentence: "The Earth is not a cold dead place because you are listening, because you are breathing."
Recorded June 2003 in Texas, USA.

Credits:
Artwork – Esteban Rey
Music By – Christopher Hrasky, Mark T Smith, Michael James, Munaf Rayani
Recorded By – John Congleton

Companies, etc.:
Lacquer Cut At – SAE Mastering
Mastered At – Record Technology Incorporated – 25362
Mastered At – Record Technology Incorporated – 26049

Barcode and other Identifiers:
Barcode: 656605306117
Matrix / Runout (Runout, side A, etched, SAE MASTERING stamped): TRR-061-A SAE MASTERING 25362.1(3)...
Matrix / Runout (Runout, side B, etched, SAE MASTERING stamped): TRR-061-B RE-1 SAE MASTERING 26049.2(2)...
Matrix / Runout (Runout, side C, etched, SAE MASTERING stamped): TRR-061-C SAE MASTERING 25362.3(3)...

Reviews
All Music Guide Review by Johnny Loftus:

Explosions in the Sky's second effort takes a more studied, even lush approach to the literate chaos of their 2001 debut. But put on your sad sack thinking cap now, because Earth Is Not a Cold Dead Place is a contemplative and heady rush of masterful melancholia. Its six songs are multi-minute, slow motion workouts of gentle electric guitar plucks and subtle/sudden washes of percussion -- they're still instrumental, but as lyrical as anything in the indie rock universe. "Only Moment We Were Alone" turns on a simple, melancholy guitar figure, the drums shifting from insistent catch-up mode to a studied march built to introduce the next layered crescendo. Explosions in the Sky doesn't shift as suddenly or jarringly on Earth Is Not a Cold Dead Place; the quartet has applied more structural predictability this time out, but is still quick about setting the sad butterflies in your stomach to fluttering. "Memorial" is the album's meditative heart. It begins so quietly, reduced to brittle landscapes of tone. Lightly chiming guitars drift in, like the echoes of church bells off in narrow city streets. Then, like each of the album's movements, it surges forward in a rush, like the overtures of Sonic Youth separated, dried, and ultimately lengthened in the blistering Texas sun. The final blast of distortion and staccato drumming is Earth at full bittersweet bluster. "Your Hand in Mine" ends things as they began, with a pair of determined guitars picking out a melody that's both pretty and pretty damn heartbreaking.
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