“Floating away isn’t rough/But it’s not enough”
Clocking in at over 12 minutes, Siberian Breaks is probably where MGMT lost a lot of people. But those that didn’t follow them from this bleak opus through their third album are missing some of the most beautifully depressing psychedelic rock ever made. That might sound like a backhanded compliment, but it’s not. Following in the hallowed footsteps of Love, MGMT have carved out a corner for themselves documenting self-doubt, paranoia and dreariness with swirling, kaleidoscopic soundscapes. “If you’re conscious you must be depressed/Or at least cynical,” laments Andrew VanWyngarden in the trotting central movement. A guy and a guitar might be enough to soundtrack some of your down days, but when you need a symphony of discontent to transport you, you’d be hard pressed to do better than late era MGMT.