This is the second release of Lucid. Murky visions of secret gardens, childhood reveries,
mystical journeys and imaginary bugaboo's? Perhaps, but as always, the listener can decide
for themself where the sounds and music takes them.
THE ROCKET  (DECEMBER 1996)
There is a mysterious intimacy to the music of Lucid that must be experienced in quiet, patient turns.
Though I'd call Lucid 'difficult music', I would still include them in a world that has made a place for
the likes of John Cage, Pram, and the Cocteau Twins. Lucid's music - they seem only barely
concerned with constructing anything like a song - is full of interesting corners, filigreed detail, and
boxes that, when opened, just grow more and more curious. Indeed, if anything, listening to this
remarkable LP (full of buzzing bees, half dreamed melodies, creaking doors, and Cheshire Cats) is
like stepping through the looking glass. Lucid make music that is part hallucination, part daydream,
part memory. They are romantic, listful, haunting, delicate, and slightly, elegantly macabre. So full and
convincing is their world, that it's easy to forget that this disc is even on. It seems, all too strangely,
like the sounds, words, noises falling through your brain, into your heart. A strange and entirely
compelling experience.  
(S. Duda)
ALTERNATIVE PRESS    (APRIL 1997)
Etudes for watchsprings, wrenches, and human voices distance Lucid from the 4ADemented masses
and Projekt's 'gothique' absurdists. Uncomfortably simple musings such as "One Of The Clearly"
conceal startling depths: two-note piano chords and concrete indercurrents refract into accreted
layers of weightless density. Galloping rhythms quickly fragment into tape-loop distractions
('The Heady Elemental') or arise spontaneously from static beehive drones ('Swarming Sweet'). Idylls
challenges listeners to abandon preconceptions and to accept the band's own fascinating terms.
Perhaps the audience that opened it's doors to Rachel's and His Name Is Alive will welcome the
exquisite poetry of Idylls.  
(Gil Gershman)
OPUS ZINE   (DECEMBER 2000)
Of all of the bands that I listen to with any regularity, Lucid is by far the most enigmatic and
mysterious.  I know basically nothing about this band, other than the names of the people in
it and what they play.  Other than that, I’m in the dark.  Everything about this band just adds
to the overall fascination I have with this band.  The band name, the album title, the titles of
the songs, the sleeve art(what little there is), everything.

One of the things that I found most fascinating with this album, as well as their first, was
the ability of Lucid’s music to actually take you somewhere.  I’m not talking about an
emotional rollercoaster, or evocative words.  I mean, the ability to actually make a scene,
or set a tone that actually makes you see something.  In this way, Lucid is very cinematic.  
A lot of times, I think I’m listening to the recording of some old impressionistic,
Lovecraftian film.

Lucid’s music is the ultimate expression of the word “illusory.”  On “Who Listen,” you’re
standing in a flowered field with bees buzzing around you while, off in the hazy distance,
church bells chime out a haunting melody; suddenly, out of nowhere, a man’s sad groans
can be heard, only to be cut off.  “The Reverberation Of His Day” starts out with what
sounds like a walk through a forest at dusk, complete with the howls of some lupine
creature.  But suddenly, you’re wading in some underground river; water drips around you,
unseen creatures splash and glide through the black waters, and echoing, wavering tones
sound all around you until the final end when those unseen creatures leap out.

Musically, I could compare Lucid to bands like His Name Is Alive, Lovesliescrushing, and
This Mortal Coil.  And even though I love those bands dearly, Lucid’s music puts all of
these artists to shame.  They seem like mere amateurs compared to Lucid’s ability to
manipulate and create sound and atmosphere.  One of the things that first struck me about
Lucid’s music are the brevity of the songs.  Most are under 3 minutes, all are under 4.  At
first, I thought that might be a bad thing.  But Lucid’s music pays no attention to time
constraints.  In 2 minutes, Lucid is able to create a mood just as, or even more effective
and daunting than some 20 minute dark-ambient pieces.

With their second album, Lucid delivers more of the same eerie, spooky, captivating
sounds that were on their debut album, “Baby Labyrinthian.”  Only this time, “Idylls…”
seems to have a slightly darker and more disturbing nature underneath the odd sounds,
source recordings, and themes that characterize Lucid’s music.  But beneath all of the
minimalism and serenity, all of the things you can put words to, there creeps a real
uneasiness, a trembling apprehension.  “Ephemeral Moon Dream” places you in the middle
of a forest while crickets, frogs, and unknown creatures sing and croak.  Ominous tones,
like the feeling you’re being watched made audible, and wavering female voices and
drones feel your ears.  It all dissolves into a reverbed and echoing cacaphony that will
cover you in goosebumps.

Even a pleasant-sounding piece like “Uncertain Whether,” with its soft guitar, wavering
sonic washes, and childish vocals hide a certain apprehension.  Once, when I was all
alone in my house, I decided to put this CD on while I went to sleep.  By the 7th track, I had
to stop the CD player and stick in Seefeel because this CD was giving me some weird
dreams.  I’ve never had to do that with any of the other CDs I’ve listened to.

That’s not to say that all of the music on the disc makes you feel like there’s someone
looking over your shoulder.  There’s a lot of pleasant music on this CD as well; the variety
is just another testament to this group’s skill.  “Swarming Sweet” sounds like an
instrumental track off a Steve Scott album - gentle ethnic percussion, a gamelan-like
melody, and cascades of crystalline sound loop together into something you wouldn’t mind
hearing again and again.  “Baptized In Memory” is a beautifully depressing piano piece,
something to listen to over and over again in an empty room while staring at the rain
outside.

With this CD, you want to discuss each song in detail, simply because each song has so
much detail in it.  Lucid is the perfect combination of experimental music in my opinion.  It’
s conceptual and bizarre and otherworldly.  But at the same time, it’s listenable and even
moving.  I don’t know where these people get their inspiration or opus, but I just hope they
keep creating works of art like this one.  
(Jason Morehead)
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catalog number: AE3
artist: LUCID
title: Idylls And The Secret Remain
format: CD
status: out of print