Jellyfish - Spilt Milk (1993)

This album is absolutely timeless. As each track weaves its way into the next, I sometimes forget that this album was released in 1993 by a band on the brink of destruction. This album feels more like a classic rock band (The Beatles, Queen) at the top of their game creating the masterpiece for which they'll be remembered.

This album has vocal harmonies that would make Freddie Mercury proud. Envious, in fact. In fact, the vocal work, on this album oftentimes sounds like a fusion Freddie Mercury and Brian Wilson's (The Beach Boys) . Really, the whole album is very reminiscient of Queen, with its ability to change dynamics at the drop of the hat; piano stabs transition into a hard-rocking stomp on the second track "Joining a Fan Club" which was preceded by a lullaby simply titled Hush.

It's really this album's ability to retain a sense of child-like wonder while still sounding totally honest that fascinates most. Sebrina, Paste and Plato is one part the tale of a classroom having lunch, two parts love song, 1 part random heavy riff, one part majestic orchestral fanfare outro. All in two minutes flat.

With its dopey but classic keyboards, expertly composed orchestral parts, laboured vocal harmonies and catchy melodies this album is already a winner. But with all the innocence and beauty, does it find any time to kick ass? With all the throwbacks to 60s and 70s rock, does it find a way to not sound dated? Hell yes, it does. Check out "All Is Forgiven", a track that almost rocks too hard for this album.

Spilt Milk is an eccentric mess... but not at all unaccessible. Check it out, because with its organic, one-take sound and the way it wears its feelings on its sleeve, it manages to evoke something that most music today can't: genuine human emotion.