I’m moving through a gloomy, fog filled motorway. I’m surrounded. Tiny lights shine like jewels through this dense blanket that’s wrapped around me. My soundtrack to this otherworldly commute is a haunting and visceral arrangement of oddly disjointed pieces of noise, music and samples. Something cries out, piercing this blanket, a voice filled with pain and anguish. It builds, builds and builds. Sometimes never reaching a climax, it sheers off into another direction. It tantalises and there seems to be so much more going on that's hidden away from the listener. It's like the entire album was recorded through fog ”“ it’s the parts you can’t hear and are suggested at that become all the more haunting and poetic.Our Brother The Native are the creators and purveyors of this music that haunts, enthrals and leaves a lasting impression on the listener. Make Amends, For We Are Merely Vessels is the trio’s second album on Fat Cat. Barely out of their teens, they’ve crafted an alternative post-rock album. Filled with delicate guitars, echoes, shimmering drums and samples, some tracks can be likened to a semi-religious event. ‘Rejoice’, the opening track, hits about half a dozen different musical bases before settling on a coda full of reverential choirs, guitars and cymbals. Combined they all sound like the perfect music to accompany entering a Cathedral on a sun drenched day.Elsewhere they take a darker route to the final outcome. The centre piece of the album, ‘Trees Pt 1’ and ‘Trees Pt 2’ are full of aching melancholy and evil shadows. Once again, it’s the acres of space left around the simple music and twisted vocals that give these pieces their sense of sinister foreboding. The guitars delicately tip toe around the drums whilst something grows in the background. ‘Pt 2’ is a little more upbeat, but it still sounds like something that would accompany a David Fincher movie. The screams and whispered vocals sound as if they’re in the next room, as if you’re listening through a glass on the wall. The music sinisterly moves over your body, begging you to continue listening to the evil that's inhabiting next door.It’s not an album that would sit under the “Easy Listening” section of your local record shop. But then, that’s part of its allure. The album might also be a bit long and, with only 8 tracks, it sprawls like the endless depths of the Mariana Trench ahead of you. But it shows such invention, such vision from a trio of youngsters that we can only hope that their progression continues, knowing no bounds and continually striving to the outer reaches of our aural world. 79%Links Our Brother The Native [official site] [myspace]