
Portishead’s ten-year absence came to an end with the aptly-named
Third. The group moves their legendary trip-hop into some potent,
cinematic soundscapes, each song carried by Beth Gibbons’s world-weary vocals. On the ominous “
Machine Gun,” Gibbons strains over stuttering industrial keyboards. On “
The Rip,” Gibbons sings over acoustic strums, her voice eventually falling into a bed of electronica, haunted but hopeful.
Third is a challenging, but rewarding piece of recording artistry.
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