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This sort of pastiche persists throughout the disc, with the piano-driven "Lazarus" sounding like a mix of Coldplay and the mostly forgotten psychedelic popsters of Jellyfish. (Wilson says that he's heard of the band, but has never actually heard its music -- he cites Skylarking-era XTC as a big influence, though.) The album's next-to-last track, "Glass Arm Shattering," successfully struggles out from under its OK Computer-era Radiohead feel by adding "sha-la-la" background vocals. But make no mistake, Deadwing's all-over-the-place effect doesn't make it a bad album -- it's a very good, albeit disjointed record from a band that's made a name for itself by both confounding and delighting fans of progressive rock for more than a decade.
Deadwing's scattershot approach isn't helped by the fact that Porcupine Tree hasn't always been a band. The group started out as a project, entirely the vision of guitarist-singer Wilson. To begin with, all he had was the name; he invented a history and discography for a fictitious band before deciding that maybe he should actually record some music. Porcupine Tree's early records bound it to the U.K.'s psychedelic scene, where the band found itself lumped in with dirty hippies like the European phenom Ozric Tentacles.
The broad, shape-shifting Porcupine Tree aesthetic has always incorporated whatever sounds Wilson was interested in at the moment -- the almost trance-techno elements on the Orblike Voyage 34 are one example, but even that disc looked backward, sampling dialogue from a 1960s album about LSD use. The band's last three records have been steps toward embracing the music of the present day: Porcupine Tree, circa 2005, makes a very accessible blend of prog and hard-alternative rock. Sometimes almost cartoonishly rifftastic, but also expansively melodic, Deadwing is the apotheosis of this trend in the group's sound, and it brands Porcupine Tree as a maker of intricate, high-quality rock.
If you believe Steven Wilson, though, the transition to an overtly radio-friendly big-rock sound is deliberate, from an artistic standpoint -- and totally accidental, from a commercial point of view.
"Nothing in this band is ever conscious," he says emphatically. "We've always made music very much for ourselves, and anything that's happened in terms of attracting a fan base has been coincidental. Every album is an evolution in the band's sound, and this one is no exception. But around three albums ago, I started to get more interested in songwriting again, and less interested in long guitar solos and instrumental blowouts. I guess that was just a consequence of my listening diet. I got more into the idea of writing great songs, and so that became a part of the band's sound. And then a couple of albums ago, I got really into heavy death-metal stuff, so that began to creep more into the band's sound as well."