In 2008 appeared the first installment of the Australian Training The Middle East. This album released only in their country of origin is the album of the break as the group in its original configuration will end its short existence. The following year, under pressure from the fans, the band re-released this disc in an abbreviated format and have the chance to listen to for the winds that bear down on European soil. So it is always better than nothing even if we say we would have liked to know all because we missed out on including Pig Food.
It is with great pleasure that we discover their second album, this time distributed to the world. But it is clear that this joy is quickly altered. Indeed, where the first disc was meant strong emotions, with songs you engage in intense throat of melodies that did not hesitate to defy genres up to use electronics, the second test looks good dull. We can not of course say that this disc is a total failure but does not confirm the potential that appeared in the first recordings. We know that the line up is changing and this may explain the changes in perspectives. Still, there is not a melody that goes beyond the other, no big musical research. This is a disc that is meant moving when necessary but certainly not poignant (piano and voice quavering Was My Grandmama Pearl Hall). A very strong folk connotation as Jesus Came To My Party birhday and choir lit the end of the disc seems more towards a Southern version americana (Hunger Song, Ninth Avenue Reverie, Deep Water). The album seems very long and would have deserved a few cuts.
We just hope that the winds have turned against them and they will reverse the trend and thus sail towards horizons to which they are as follows: sensitivity and emotion.