Miracle Glass Company’s MGC-1 is entering my brain while I’m on a plane. The speed is low on our vessel. “Higher Than High” begins my flight. It possesses a unique dissonance flowing with the plane’s wheel picking up speed. I’m in the air. The cabin pressure fills every cavity in my body. I’m now adrift from the earth and allowing the new gods I hear control me. Each track creates its own lush atmosphere rarely seen these days. Classic sounds that matches The Zombies’ enduring aspects with early Beatles craftsmanship.
My plane is entered the halfway mark perfectly aligning with the progression of MGC-1. The pilot hammered on about weather conditions, but, I frankly don’t care. As this music has permeated my every vein. It’s now one with me. And that’s not going to change for the foreseeable future.
I feel like I’ve been staring into the vacuums of space for hours as this new psychedelic classic comes to an end. My plane is landing. And I miss the clouds and being high enough in he air to enjoy Miracle Glass Company in a manner which I quickly became accustomed.
Richard Murray Pow Magazine