Info/Reviews for 'We Wish You Well on Your Way To Hell'
CMJ Top 200: Peaked at #43
Dusted Charts: Peaked at #16
Allmusic
Even from the opening moments, We Wish You Well on Your Way to Hell sets the listener adrift in a sea of swirling synthesizers and dreamy pop. Armed with a sweet weariness, Computer Perfection's debut album deftly shows off the band's pedigree while simultaneously reinforcing that they're a different animal altogether. While both bands are firmly rooted in sugary pop, Computer Perfection's version feels far more spacious and open, with the band experimenting more with song structure and atmospherics. Tracks like "The Strange Echo, Pt. 1" and "O Your Blue Blood" conjure the Animal Collective's dense and daring pop sensibilities, with layers of harmony slowing forming and dispersing as the next layer begins to coalesce. Even on more straight-ahead numbers like "How I Won the War" and "Sans Soleil," the Fridmann-esque synths create a musical equilibrium that allows the songs to feel upbeat while conveying a sense of ennui. It's this very feeling that gives the album a flowing quality, allowing the listener to gently float from song to song. All of these elements make We Wish You Well on Your Way to Hell a thoroughly enjoyable collection of spacious, headphone-ready sunset pop, and a very promising debut for Computer Perfection.
MetroTimes
When Corduroy and Bem bought a house in Ferndale, Burgundy happened to be looking for a place to live. Thus began a yearlong recording collaboration that found the trio working (whenever the fancy struck) on a batch of songs that mix light whimsy with grand, ambitious arrangements; psychedelic folk with synth-driven krautrock influences; literary snapshots with abstract lyricism.
Detroit Underground
Perfectly placed in the typhoon of ambient indie pop outfits that are helping redefine the Detroit local music scene, Computer Perfection is evolving in parallel with names in the vein including Zoos of Berlin, Deastro, and the Summer Pledge. A kaleidoscope of sounds, an ocean of changing instrumentals and effects, beautiful vocals, and a spacey vibe."
Single Barrel Detroit (video shoot)
Just north of the Ford Piquette factory is a spread of railroad tracks, once the nexus of two major lines - the Detroit & Milwaukee and Grand Trunk, which bridged much of the Midwest and Canada in an accord of industry, travel and expedience. When Henry Ford moved his tinker-y automotive operation there in 1904, the neighborhood - known as Milwaukee Junction - was pounding with other car makers, stamping plants, parts suppliers and fab shops. Home to Dodge, Packard, Regal and Cadillac, it was the nerve center of an emerging new Detroit - a Detroit built on internal combustion, efficient production, and innovative enterprise. But it was the Piquette Factory that sealed the city's fate: on September 27, 1908, the first Model T rolled off its assembly line. And from there, the Model T changed the world.
On one of those early spring days, when it's still too cold to ditch the jacket but some of us do anyway, we met Computer Perfection at the Piquette Factory. Brazenly, the shoot started out on the railroad tracks, as if to pay tribute to a mode of transportation that the automobile changed forever (the analogy isn't perfect; the tracks are now part of the Canadian National Railway, and we spent a lot of time during the first hour of the day looking behind us, feeling for rumblings).
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Tiny Mix Tapes
But self-displacement from past comfort zones was a needed step to “defining ourselves” for the heretofore often-strict guitarist, as he had to get used to singing over the last year with Computer Perfection -- the fuzzy-pop, prog-dashed, krautrock-revering musical project that the pair (both clad in sweaters with oxford collars peaking out) along with Corduroy's wife, Bem, started after their last project started its slow descent into ostensible oblivion.
One Track Mind
“Able Archer” is the record’s first track, and with its honeyed harmonies and musical quirks, the first impressions it leaves are those of a band whose aesthetic bears more than a passing resemblance to that of Pas/Cal. Much to their credit, however, this is soon supplanted with the band’s own identity, which is at once spacier and more rock driven than their predecessor’s sound. Computer Perfection kneads in a lot of texture for a quintet, from those static hisses at the song’s beginning (which never fail to throw me off momentarily) to the throbbing drum machine which appears halfway through. Chiming guitars ring out crisply throughout “Able Archer” as synthesizers alternately meow and lunge. Structurally, the tune is a formidable one filled with lapses into spaciousness and suddenly revived bursts; unlike its poppy cousins, this song is a vehicle, something you slip into and which takes you on a journey.
Real Detroit Weekly
Computer Perfection will take you on a journey from krautrock (think a much sprightlier Kraftwerk via Man Machines on "Echo 2" or the staggering Neu-like marathon of "Sweetie Pie") to club-ready synth pop (think those cherubic-feeling synth-n-bass affairs of New Order on "Blue Blood" with echoey drums and choir-like vocals), to naïve and freewheeling indie-pop (take those wispy tones and UFO-sounding whirls with bob-n-weave drum and bass on "Won the War" and you're thinking haughty-arty-pop like Stereolab, until that beautiful cutting surf guitar takes the lead)
