A NUMBER OF SMALL THINGS: A collection of Morr Music Singles From 2001-2007
Preciosa recopilación y llenas de curiosidades y versiones (desde Bryan Ferry a Satie, pasando por Undertones, Altered Images, Smog, Ultra Vivid Scene o Magnetic Fields). El texto que sigue es de allmusic:
Collecting a variety of singles that appeared on the Morr-affiliated label of the same name, A Number of Small Things makes for a mixed but overall quite enjoyable collection of songs very much in the Morr vein — sweet, wistful, often electronic-friendly, and not a little derived from general indie pop and shoegaze aesthetics. Cover versions turn up throughout the collection — Seavault, a collaboration between isan's Antony Ryan and Slowdive veteran Simon Scott, offer up a few, including Ultra Vivid Scene's "Mercy Seat" (given a sweetly majestic take not far removed from the original) and the Undertones' "Teenage Kicks" — isan themselves offer up interpretations of Erik Satie's famous Gymnopedie sequence — while Masha Qrella has her way with a quietly chugging take on Bryan Ferry's "Don't Stop the Dance." Elsewhere, the duo of Markus Acher and Valerie Trebeljahr — wittily titled John Yoko — do a version of Smog's "Morning Paper" that in its grace and charm outdoes the original. Various songs are straight-up sparkling and winsome guitar pop of the kind that eventually gave "twee" a fairly bad name — nothing against the work of acts like Butcher the Bar per se; it's just that they bring nothing new to the field. More energetic efforts come courtesy of Electric President, whose "I'm Not the Lonely Son (I'm the Ghost)" benefits from a crackling shuffle of a rhythm, and B. Fleischman's exquisite electronic construction "Broken Monitors," which somehow manages to call to mind both OMD at their most experimental and Simple Minds at their most instrumentally precise, a triumph that never shouts out loud. Meanwhile, Populous' "Blood Red Bird" does the remarkable in sounding like later-period piano-driven Cocteau Twins musically while not trying to sound like them at all vocally — points for credit there alone, frankly.